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E. 6. "A Fanciful Day at the Beach" (1/10)

"How was it like being the only person on the team?" Jake cocks his head at him with a curious expression.

"Well..." Reid rubs his chin. "... it's hard to play soccer by yourself." He drops his hand with a slightly downcasted expression.

Jake gives him massive sad puppy eyes. "Oh, that must be so sad..."

Reid dips his head and whispers sing-songy, "Hello, darkness, my old friend."

Kailer then turns to the tallest teenager out of the three. "And you are...?"

"Nolan Patrick," Nolan remarks smoothly.

Jake whirls to him with lit-up eyes. "Oh, you're the second pick in the draft!"

"Yes...," he forces between his gritted teeth bitterly with his sharp eyes lowered. "I almost had Hischier..."

"Well, you are one of the top three draftees, which is a great accomplishment!" Kailer points out optimistically. "I was the twenty-second pick of the draft."

Nolan looks at him with an apathetic expression and his minimalistic-tattooed arms crossed. "Yeah, yeah, I guess..."

Jake spots Nolan's uniquely-coloured swimming trunks. "I like your pink swimming trunks!" He points down at them.

"Misty rose." Nolan drops his arms, slightly glaring at him. "They're misty rose."

Reid perks up at him with a taut smile and squinty eyes, attempting to stifle a laugh. "Pink," he squeaks, cracking a massive grin.

Nolan promptly slaps him across his face with his hand.

Reid instantly spins around to the force. "Oof!" He topples face down onto the sand.

Kale then turns to the other three, peering at them through his sunglasses. "So, what's the scoop for the day?"

Brett now has a tube of sunscreen in his hands, squeezing the white cream into his palm. "Well..." He tosses the tube onto a towel behind him and rubs his hands together before smearing the cream onto his partner's back. "We're first gonna have some time doin' whatever and then we'll have lunch—"

"Ooo, ooo, belly rub, belly rub!" Jake twirls around to face him, his eyes lit-up.

Brett continues spreading the sunscreen all over on Jake's torso. "And after lunch, we're gonna have a volleyball tournament!"

Kailer jumps in: "I have been practicing with past tournaments to obtain victory in this match!" He adjusts his bandana with a determined expression.

Jake peers down at his bestie. "Is there gonna be ice cream?"

Brett halts his rubbing motions and gazes up at him. "Yeah, we'll have ice cream after the tournament."

The tallest teenager gasps happily. "YAY!" He immediately pulls him into a gigantic hug.

Brett's eyes instantly fly open as he feels the cool, creamy lotion being pressed against his skin. "Your sunscreen," he croaks.

Jake quickly pulls away. He perks down at him, spotting Brett's torso also smothered with the white cream.

"Now you got some too!" He happily throws his hands out from his sides. "We both won't burn together!"

Brett lets out a heavy sigh, his eyes cast away from him. "Yeeeaaah."

"Okay," Kale speaks up, "what time should we come back for lunch?"

Kailer replies, "When the sun has crossed the cliffs." He peers behind him, pointing to the cliffs looming down the coast, parallel to them.

"Noon?" Nolan translates with an annoyed tone.

Kailer whirls to him with a solemn expression. "Yes."

Instantly, Reid pops back up to his feet. "Alright, see you then!" He spins to the waves, adjusting the duck floatie around him with an intent expression. "Ocean, here I come!" He then zooms off toward the waters.

Kale twirls to face him. "I'm coming with you!" He snatches the sunglasses from his face, revealing his rounded eyes, tosses them under the umbrella, and launches right after him.

Kailer shakes his head as he watched the two friends rush away. "Silly boys." He then plops himself under the umbrella on his red, white, and blue-coloured beach towel and lies on it on his back. He whips out a thick chemistry textbook, opens it up, and lifts it over his head to read it.

Nolan ambles to the other side of the umbrella pole and drops the towels by his feet. He grabs an black, white, and orange-coloured towel and lays it out in front of him, parallel to the small teenager.

"I'm gonna join you," Nolan tells him. He then lies on his side, pulls out a Pretty Little Liars book from the other towels, and begins reading it.

By the umbrella, Brett turns to his partner. "Wanna do a sandcastle competition?" He shoots him a cocky smirk.

Jake nods his head vigorously. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

"Alright, let's go!" He scoops up a pail and shovel by Kailer and races off to an empty area of sand nearby. "I'm gonna win...!"

"Ruff!" Jake chases after him with a higher rapidity.