Dawn broke over the clear, blue ocean. The beach was cluttered with beautiful and unique seashells, swept up by high tide. Treacherous sand dunes separated the beach from the main road, and the occasional sound of cars was drowned by the sound of the water.
Marcus sat on the beach, the ocean barely reaching his feet. He quietly watched the sun rise over the horizon, as was his routine every morning. Beside him, he had his schoolbag and a change of clothes, in case he got wet.
Smoke blew from between his lips, and Marcus ground his stub of a cigarette into the sand. He drew another out of a camouflaged box and lit it with a match, looking back to the sunrise as he inhaled the tobacco smoke.
Having parked by the road, Bethany was climbing over the dunes. Sometimes she'd slip on the sand, but she had grown used to it and quickly recovered. Finally, she reached the peak of the final hill and spotted Marcus.
Half running, half falling down the last hill, she reached Marcus' side and laid down, staring up to the ever-brightening sky. Sand got in her hair, but that didn't matter. This was their spot, their time to be alone.
"You really should quit smoking," Bethany commented, eyeing the cigarette in Marcus' mouth. He took one more long drag, then tossed the cigarette into the ocean.
"It's a hard habit to break," he said, smiling. Bethany was just happy that Marcus hadn't become addicted to some other drug. A lot of the stuff on the streets lately might steal her friend away, she knew.
"So, how are things between you and Ian?" asked Marcus. He asked that question everyday, but not without reason; the situation between Bethany and her boyfriend Ian changed daily.
"How about you and Jessica?" Bethany countered. Marcus was infamous at school because of his relationship with his girlfriend. One minute, they would be hugging and kissing, getting along perfectly fine; the next, they'd be arguing and yelling at each other.
"That bad, huh?" Marcus said. He stood up and wiped the sand off his clothes. Grabbing his schoolbag and clothes, he walked off toward the dunes.
"Hey, where are you going?!" Bethany called out, annoyed by his sudden actions. Marcus turned and walked backwards, grinning.
"You were late, so we have to go now to make it to school on time," he explained, laughter in his voice. Bethany stood and chased after Marcus, knocking sand out of her clothes and hair as she ran.
This was their daily routine. It began when they were children, two kids who met by chance on the beach. They were now teenagers and the greatest of friends, even sharing all their classes at school. They were, in truth, inseparable.
To be continued...
To be honest, I'm not really sure how I feel about this new story, but I decided to work on it, so I'll see it through to the end, whatever that will be. In any case, I really liked this situation, two best friends of opposite sex with no romantic feelings for each other, just hanging out by the beach.
Marcus sat on the beach, the ocean barely reaching his feet. He quietly watched the sun rise over the horizon, as was his routine every morning. Beside him, he had his schoolbag and a change of clothes, in case he got wet.
Smoke blew from between his lips, and Marcus ground his stub of a cigarette into the sand. He drew another out of a camouflaged box and lit it with a match, looking back to the sunrise as he inhaled the tobacco smoke.
Having parked by the road, Bethany was climbing over the dunes. Sometimes she'd slip on the sand, but she had grown used to it and quickly recovered. Finally, she reached the peak of the final hill and spotted Marcus.
Half running, half falling down the last hill, she reached Marcus' side and laid down, staring up to the ever-brightening sky. Sand got in her hair, but that didn't matter. This was their spot, their time to be alone.
"You really should quit smoking," Bethany commented, eyeing the cigarette in Marcus' mouth. He took one more long drag, then tossed the cigarette into the ocean.
"It's a hard habit to break," he said, smiling. Bethany was just happy that Marcus hadn't become addicted to some other drug. A lot of the stuff on the streets lately might steal her friend away, she knew.
"So, how are things between you and Ian?" asked Marcus. He asked that question everyday, but not without reason; the situation between Bethany and her boyfriend Ian changed daily.
"How about you and Jessica?" Bethany countered. Marcus was infamous at school because of his relationship with his girlfriend. One minute, they would be hugging and kissing, getting along perfectly fine; the next, they'd be arguing and yelling at each other.
"That bad, huh?" Marcus said. He stood up and wiped the sand off his clothes. Grabbing his schoolbag and clothes, he walked off toward the dunes.
"Hey, where are you going?!" Bethany called out, annoyed by his sudden actions. Marcus turned and walked backwards, grinning.
"You were late, so we have to go now to make it to school on time," he explained, laughter in his voice. Bethany stood and chased after Marcus, knocking sand out of her clothes and hair as she ran.
This was their daily routine. It began when they were children, two kids who met by chance on the beach. They were now teenagers and the greatest of friends, even sharing all their classes at school. They were, in truth, inseparable.
To be continued...
To be honest, I'm not really sure how I feel about this new story, but I decided to work on it, so I'll see it through to the end, whatever that will be. In any case, I really liked this situation, two best friends of opposite sex with no romantic feelings for each other, just hanging out by the beach.
