"Let's go to the beach beach," I say quoting the famous vine. "Nicki Minaj," he finishes and we both explode into laughter. "But for real can we go please," I whine and he rolls his eyes. "Fine," he says and I clap my hands excitedly. "Yay, okay now leave," I demand and he chuckles. "No, why would I leave," he says. "Because I don't want you here while I pack and you have to pack too," I argue back and he huffs. He exits through my window and runs away. I pack up my extra clothes, a small picnic, and toiletries that I would need and fit everything in a cooler bag and my book bag. "Mom! Can I go to the beach with Fraser!" I yell to her from a different room. "Why!" She yells in response. "Because!" I yell. "No! Give me a better reason!" She says and I huff. "Cause we love each other!" I yell and she comes into the room. "Are you serious," she asks and I nod. "Fine," she sighs and exits the room. I then run out of the house and make a beeline for Fraser's house. "You ready?" I say as I run into his room and throw myself on his bed, leaving my book bag and cooler bag strewn on the floor. "Yeah about ready," he says while shoving a few books into his bag. "Be gentle with those. They where your birthday gifts from yours truly," I say and he puts them in with a little more care. When he finishes we both exit his house and walk to the bus stop. We only wait a few minutes before the bus arrives. We hop on and ride to the beach, eating snacks and reading. When we get to the beach we sit farther up then where he would usually sit but it's still a good distance away from the hoards of people. "Alright, so I got a picnic for this momentous occasion," I say and unpack everything on another small blanket. There is an assortment of our favorite foods and drinks seemingly all fitting into one small package. We eat and after a while of waiting for the food to settle I get out of my shirt and pants and run up to the water in my bathing suit. He soon joins me and we play around in the water, swimming and having fun. We watch the sunset and go home before dinner-time since we where both tired and hungry. Fraser's moms had to work overtime today so he got to stay over at my place. We ate and eventually fell asleep together. "Good night shit face," he says as we lay in the dark. "Good night fucker," I say in return.