"I'm telling you it was the best muffin I've ever had." Trip said with enthusiasm.

I laughed and licked my rocky road ice cream as we walked down the beach together. The closer it got to June, the heat became more and more intense. The sun is bright and shining frying our skin as Ryan, Trip and I all try to eat our ice cream before it melts.

Ryan adjusts her black bikini top with rhinestones and shakes her head, "You've never lived if you've never had Gino's cannoli."

Those, in fact, are life changing.

"You guys wait up!" I heard from behind us and we all stopped to wait for my little brother Sam to catch up. I smile as he catches up and I look up at him to see him smiling and drinking his strawberry smoothie.

When I left my house this morning, mom and dad were gone and he looked so sad... he had nothing to do and I wasn't about to leave my little brother at home. Even though he probably wouldn't have done the same for me.

The three of us walk and drink or eat our treats and Ryan smiles at the water. "We should all go in." I shrug.

"You guys go in i'll stay out here."

I have to finish this ice ream.

My inner fattie has spoken.

Ryan narrows her eyes at me and all of a sudden I feel myself being lifted and I scream, "MY ICE CREAM!"My poor rocky road lays on the side side walk melting. I yell with frustration, "Samuel Nicolas Airwood, let me down now!" but of course I am ignored and everyone just laughs running for the water.

My thighs get splashed with water and I cling to my brother for dear life, having no use he still manages to throw me into the water. I go flying and suddenly I'm hit with cold water hitting my heated skin. I swim and when I break surface I gasp for air.

When I wipe my eyes which are now burning from the salt I yell, "I hate you Sam!"

"Love you too short stack!" He yells back and I glare at him.

"Don't call me that!" I huff and get out of the water, everyone following me.

Ryan wrings the water out of her hair and laughs, "Short stack I like that," She high fives my brother and he smiles his silver braces shining in the sunlight, "Thank's it's an original."

"Hey," Trip says suddenly, "Isn't that Bain?" We all look at once in the direction that Trip is looking in and there standing by the frozen lemonade stand on the docks was a tall broad figure wearing a black and red OBEY snap back with a white T-shirt and a pair of joggers.

You can tell he really doesn't put much thought into his outfits.

More like a get up and put on whatever and still look good.

How frustrating is that?

Very.

He nods his head paying the girl at the stand grabs the bag and walks down the sandy hill towards the docks.

"What is he up to?" Ryan says and bites her lip putting on her sandals and shorts running up to the docks, "Wait up Ryan I'm coming with you!" Trip says following her and I suddenly remember my brother doesn't know who Bain is when he starts to follow Ryan and Trip.

"Guys wait just- ugh." I say frustratingly and roll my eyes already making a note to self on getting new friends.

I follow them as Ryan and Trip lead to the parking lot when suddenly Ryan stops and crouches behind the side of building and we all follow in suit.

Across the side walk is none other than Bain searching his pockets for his keys to his motorcycle. Trip smirks and takes Ryan's hand, "Everyone follow me." staying low Trip takes us around the next building over leading us behind a line of cars parked and we find Trip's car.

"Everyone in," He whisper yells and I ask what's going no only to be shushed by Ryan pointing to how close Bain is to us. Now as we get into the car Bain finds his keys and straddles his motorcycle.

"What are we doing?" I ask.

Trip smiles. "We're gonna follow him."

We're gonna do what?!

"No. No, no, no, no, no we can't are you crazy! " I say and suddenly the roar of a motorcycle coming to life fills the air and trip grins starting the car backing us out of the parking space.

"Everyone buckle up. We're in for one hell of ride." He smirks excitedly putting the car into drive.

"I don't know about you guys, but I actually have the will to live!" What is wrong with these people?

If Bain catches us... we're all dead.

"I don't know exactly what's happening," Sam suddenly says and I sigh, "but this is the most awesome thing ever."

Son of biscuit.

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While we follow Bain out of the beach parking lot and I explain everything to my brother of whats going on maybe leaving out a few details

I realized I've sighed more times since I've met Bain than I have in my entire life.

"I can't believe this," I nod "I know I can't either." I say.

He shakes his head, "No, I mean I can't believe this. How does all the exciting things happen to you and not me?!"

Is he serious? "It's not like I wanted this!"

Sam rolls his eyes. "Your lucky. Your life was boring."

Well then!

You know he has a point..

You shut up!

"Hey, hey, look," Trip says and we come to stop. I hadn't even realize that Bain had stopped.

Trip parks a little bit down the street and on the other side giving us a perfect view. Bain walks to the front porch of the little grey house and on the bench swing in the front is a girl around thirteen years old, with blond hair put up in a messy bun, square black glasses her legs folded on the bench reading a book. She smiles at Bain and reaches for the bag.

Then something impossible happens.

Bain smiles.

Smiles. A real smile.

"Wow," I suddenly hear and I look back to see my brother's brown eyes glued onto the girl that is now standing talking to Bain.

Trip chuckles and calls back to Sam, "You like what you see, Sam?"

Sam shakes his head and smirks not tearing his eyes away from her, "Hot damn."

I think I just puked in my mouth a little bit.

I roll my eyes and try to cover my ears when my brother murmurs what he'd like to do to her in that moment.

Okay, gross.

"God I hate my life." I murmur.

Trip chuckles and sighs, "Ah the horny age of thirteen. Good times, good times."

Ryan laughs and watches with us. Trip cracks our windows and we all struggle to hear what Bain is saying. The voices are quiet so it's hard to hear but I could make out just a little....

"..... Will she be home soon?" The girl asks taking a frozen lemonade out of the bag and Bain shrugs, "Don't worry about it, Belly." The girl crinkles her nose at the nickname and Bain laughs, "I'm your brother it's my job to torture you."

What?

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