Short Stories

Let's Go Beaches (Part One)

Wes slams his fist onto the horn for the third time as we wait for Sunny to hurry up. I kick off my sandals and prop my feet up on the Jeep's dashboard. The sun is still rising but it's already getting hot but luckily there is little humidity. One of Post Malone's song drips through the speakers as Wes taps along with the best on the steering wheel. Tim sits in the back on his phone. He has been obsessed with Pokémon Go for the past two weeks.

Wes lays on the horn again as Sunny rushes out of her house carrying three bags. "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"Holy hell woman, did you pack your entire fucking house?"

"Haha," Sunny mocks as she tosses her bags in the trunk before climbing to the back seat, " I brought clothing, food and my own bed sheets. Who knows they actually change those." She shudders.

Tim rolls his eyes, "Obviously we do but more work for you."

Wes pulls away from her house and we are off for our four day beach trip down to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Tim's family owns a beach house that they share with their close friends. He has invited some of his summer friends and friends from University to come down. The drive is about three hours away but the beautiful weather and Sunny's small bladder will probably push the drive to four hours.

At that moment Cardi B's song comes on and Sunny yelps, "This is my shiiiiiiiiit."

She raps every verse and as soon as she gets to the chorus she screeches, "Said little bitch you can't fuck with me!" She snaps finger guns at Wes still singing as she dances in her seat. Even Wes taps his hands along to the beat as Tim sits his phone down and looks out the side of the car, mumbling the words. Sunny and I make eye contact as we both sing,

" If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you!"

Wes only shakes his head with a grin and as the song ends Eminem's song with Ed Sheeran starts to play. My heart melts. I got to go to his concert once after saving four months worth of paychecks to get meet and greet tickets. If I would say that our selfie of him kissing my cheek isn't my lock screen, but then I'd be lying.

"In honor of the Jonas brother reunion and release of their new songs, I shall be playing their songs." Sunny turns on Year 3000 and immediately Tim begins singing.

"One day when I came home at lunch time I heard a funny noise. Went out to the backyard to find out if it was one of those rowdy boys."

I turn my head looking at Tim with raised eyebrows. I had no idea that he listened to the Jonas Brothers.

Sunny gasps, " What you know the lyrics?"

Tim rolls his eyes with a shrug and a small grin, " Yeah I'm not uncultured."

"Just stupid," Wes mumbles, "The Jonas Brothers suck."

Without missing a beat the back of my hand smacks against Wes's chest. "What the hell was that for?!"

I huff, "You suck. The Jonas Brothers are fucking iconic. Get out of here with your uncultured opinion bullshit."

Wes shoots me a wink earning a small groan from me and the biggest eye roll in history. "You know I suck baby."

My face turns read and I turn away as my heart flutters. Despite being a junior I still have my virginity. I was sexually assaulted my sophomore year but I refuse to count that.

Wes is a year older than I am as a senior and I am a junior. We met at an education fraternity my freshman year. Some how he always manages to melt my heart and turn my legs jelly. As cliché as it sounds, it is very true. Wes is the guy who has the vibe of being a douchebag player but in all honesty, he is the most down to earth guy. Almost eight months ago he came to my apartment at 3 am drunk and crying. He had found his girlfriend of two years in the bed of another man. Instead of beating the shit out of the man, he drank the night away and ended up at my front door. I always had thought he deserved better. Mariah was a bitch and I could always tell that she used him for the "popularity". She treated him like shit and no matter how many times we tried to tell him he was to head-over-heels.