❝The answer may not be at the beach, but shouldn't we at least check?❞ -Unknown

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"Hello?"

"Did you know that Bob Marley and The Wailers were once fired from a tour because they were more popular than the band they were opening for?"

"What?"

"Yeah, me neither. It's pretty brodacious to think about; imagine the other band's manager trying to downplay The Wailers' popularity by firing them from the tour only to see ol' Bob become the greatest reggae star of all time--"

"Dude, what are you talking about?"

"Bob Marley."

"Who's that?"

"What. No. Who are you."

"I'm pretty sure you already know. I'm Aria, as you so cleverly forced me to tell you."

"Aria Letterman, from Leedman, Florida."

"No, it's 'Aria Leedman,' from 'Letterman, Florida.'"

"Oh, yeah. Well, don't tell me you haven't received the proper reggae education."

"..."

"What?"

"I'm more of a pop-rock person."

"What's that?"

"Um, you serious?"

"I'm kidding."

"Uh-huh... As usual..."

"What's your rift?"

"It's just... do you ever take anything seriously?"

"Well, duh! And the sky's blue. What beaches have pink sand, anyway?"

"Pink Sands Beach, Dunmore Town, The Bahamas."

"Wait, really?"

"Is this for real?!?! I need tickets."

"Eh, I guess it's okay."

"Is someone jealous?"

"Kasika Beach is better."

"Whatever."

"I mean it. Kasika is the greatest beach ever to be washed up from the depths of the Atlantic."

"Whatever. I've got my senior trip down, though."

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hey guys; i know it's been foreverrrrrr (oops). if you've checked out my profile recently, i'm labeled as "on hiatus" which is largely due to my overwhelmingly bursting schedule at the moment (senior year + college applications + a new job) (yikes) but the reader count for this story has escalated so exponentially in the past month or so that i decided to put a little work into giving you guys a little update! sorry about the wait; don't worry, i'll be back as soon as i have more time. love you all