A Fun Day at the Beach {M I S A E L}

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[center]JACOB RYDER



"Ugh so much drama. I just want to find a nice girl," I said to myself and sat on a beach chair. I took off my shirt and I only had swimming shorts on. I pinched the bridge of my nose. I just wanted to relax. I got up and stretched. I dove into the water and started to swim underwater. I swam for a while before resurfacing and coming back onto shore.

I smiled when I sqw her. Did I smile. Damn it. Ever since that night I've been smiling. Which is not a good sign. I came here a little early, but the sun would set in at least thirty minutes according to the triangulation the stars... Yeah I like astronomy. I grabbed a towel I threw on the ground and started to dry myself.
"Hi, and sure," I smirked.

I smiled. Flirty eh? Of course but it's not a bad trait. I sat down and looked up at the sky, twenty five minutes at least. Maybe less. 'Dude... you totally scored' I heard the voice say. Shut up Roger. 'Even I have to agree with Roger. You totally scored' Kirk said. That was definitely weird for him. 'Eh, she's alright' Shut up Jeremiah. She's hot. Well even the voices approve... which I think is good. I sat down and shrugged.
"Ok,"

"Honestly, I'm good with whatever," I said and heard the voices again. I ignored most of their ramblins until they stopped.
"So, what did you have in mind?" I asked and smiled.

~Hey, any lower, and you have to go to PM's

"I like that idea," I smiled. I kissed her lightly on the lips, I never usually am even a little straight forward... well... unless I was drunk. So this was new to me. At least.. yeah new. She was my first.

((hahaha i know. I read the rules))

Meg continued to kiss Jake. Her hand stayed where it was, though. She wasn't a totally floozy, after all. Leaning back, she said, slightly out of breath, "I bet what's her face doesn't do this with you. Don't think I don't know about little miss psycho. She's probably too uptight." She flashed a smile as she thought about that witch's reaction to this situation.

"Well, thats true. And you don't have to... what is the word, compete? For me. I'm already yours," I said. That was the probably the longest time I have talked since I was ten years old. That's a very good sign, saying something positive while talking a lot is an even better sign. I looked up, 20 minutes.

I smiled and broke away. "Well, I look forward to it," I smiled. 'Eh kid, your onto some great things' Ah! Shut up Roger. Why are the voices acting up now? Of all times? OF ALL TIMES! Argh.

"I like it too. I like it more, since I'm here with you," I said, smiling, putting an arm around her. I felt visions coming back... er... crap. I saw the mask, coming in, laughing and pointing. The vision receded and I was in the water. What?

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," I said and got out of the water. The BLACKLIGHT project... taking too much out of me. I might resign. Next time I meet Epsilon I will tell them I will resign. Ah. God.

"I better. Cause if I don't, I have a feeling I will regret it," I smiled and squeezed her hand. She porbably knows this, but I am so caught in her web. She's probably going to try and kill me eventually but, I might as well enjoy it while it lasts right? I think so.

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I smiled. "Uh yeah, but theose skeletons are not coming out of my closet today," I said, my british accent present in the conversation. I had some freaky skeletons in there, my parents death, my attempted murders, I work for a secret agency, I am a sociopath, and I have voices in my head. Lots of skeletons.

"Sorry, I got a lot of skeletons in that closet, and I'm afraid that if I tell you about them, it'll just ruin it," I said. It was true. I shan't believe that if I tell her about me, having voices in my head, that she would act positively to that. As much as I would love to tell her I don't want to ruin it.