Skippin. [Private to Luccy]

I walked down the beach, the sun lazily hanging in the sky. I saw a girl in the distance and smiled to myself. Without actually deciding, I sank on the soft sand and looked down the beach in her direction. She was really pretty. Glancing down, I let the sand run through my fingers.

I smile at the girl who seemed to be coming my way. The waves were rolling against the shore, the sun finally sinking. When she got close enough to talk to, I figured I might as well. "Hey there." I spoke, still smiling.

"Why don't 'ya sit." I reply, my Southern accent lightly influencing the words. "I'm Jackson." Smiling, I look up at her. She was beautiful, especially in the lingering sunlight.

I smile, an eyebrow raised. Taking of my Atlanta Braves baseball cap, I laid it on my knee. "You're very welcome." I ran a hand through my shaggy hair. I wasn't one of those Bieber-hair-flipping-types. At all.

"So do I get to know your name?" I say with a grin. She was really beautiful. Must be a child of Aphrodite. I was almost sure of it.

"Jackson, Jackson Micheals. Its a pleasure to meet you, Ali."I respond to her with a crooked grin, "A girl as beautiful as you, must be a child of Aphrodite, right?"

[Color=white] "That's good, 'cause I hate being wrong." I shrug a little, my bright green eyes focased on her. She seemed pretty lost in thought. I waited in silence, not wanting to barge in on her private matters.

"So, Ali...How long have you been at camp?" I asked. Honestly, I knew the question sucked, but whatever. Usually, I was pretty talented with the whole small talk thing. I guess tonight didn't count. I sighed, and leaned back on my hands, waiting for her response.

"As far as I know, yeah I am." I replied with my crooked grin. I look over at her and try to figure out what the heck she was thinking about.My green eyes searched her face, looking for some kind of hint of what she was going to say next.

I nod, it was obvious she was kinda tore up over her break up. For a guy, I do pretty well with crying girls. But, this girl was too pretty to cry. I debated it for a moment, and wrapped my arm around her shoulders. I couldn't help but think about how bad it really sucked for the dude she dumped.

Why anyone would ever cheat on their girlfriend I have no idea. Especially on this girl. Its disgusting and plain un gentleman-like. I smile at her and reply, "Well, I'm sorry he did that to you. I doubt you did anything to even partially deserve it." My green eyes were speckled with silver as the night drew closer.

I drew in a breath like I was going to speak, then stopped. I was in the presence of a lady. "You must not have to met decent guys then?" I say, a smile playing across my lips.