the other day I had to stop and think [Kev]

[Wynter Evans]

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[Kevin Mariano]

'Who will i be its up to me'

Kevin rolled over in his bed and pulled the covers over his head.He didn't want to get up which was quite unusual for him, he was usually up earlier than the sun itself, but the sun was shining in through his window disturbing whatever chance he had to drift back into sleep.He slowly reached his arm out and felt around on his bedside table for his cell phone.He opened it up and saw that it was 11am. Half the day was wasted according to him, there were so many things he could have done and already been ready for now but no he had to stay up watching tv late the previous night.Opening his eyes fully he made his way to the bathroom after slowly creeping out of bed.

Around twenty minutes later he stepped out of his house not even bothering to get in his car, the beach was only around ten minutes away from his house and he wasn't going to be lazy.With his guitar across his back he began to walk.This morning he had decided to actually make an effort to look good, there could be a chance of bumping into someone at the beach, someone he would really regret bumping into if he hadn't of at least tried to make himself look fairly decent.Wearing his favorite white, tight jeans , white shirt and black waistcoat he smiled to himself as he placed his sunglasses across his face had gone for the curly hair today considering the almost drastic weather change, from sunny to quite cold and dingy, meaning if it rained his hair would have got messed up if he bothered to straighten it.

Debating with himself in his mind that he was becoming too concerned with his looks he took his sunglasses off and ruffled his hair a little, like it mattered if anybody was there, nobody took him seriously anyway.Once arriving at the beach he took a look around, letting his deep brown eyes scan the area for a moment before deciding upon where to go.Seeing that there weren't as many people as he expected he gave a smile, he loved it when it was quite secluded because it could just be him, his guitar and the beautiful surroundings of the beach.Though the weather wasn't exactly on his side it didn't matter.Starting to walk he noticed a familiar blonde head, though he couldn't quite put his finger on her name.

She was in the same clique as him that was for sure, he knew that, only because the angelics usually hung around in the same places no matter what age they were, she was a year younger than him he also knew that.But what was her name? He remembered talking to her before though it was merely a word or two.Kevin began to think hard as he started to approach her, if she was an angelic then she would be nice, maybe? .Then again some of them were just devils in disguise was she like that? He didn't even know why he was questioning her so much, it was like she had captivated his attention."Wynter!" he exclaimed to himself as he finally remembered her name, then it struck him that he had said it out loud and that he was fairly close to her "Hi, Wynter" he said trying to cover his tracks.

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[Wynter Evans]

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She perked up as she heard her name being spoken. She glanced around momentarily to see who it was, but there was no one in her immediate vision. Perhaps she was hearing things? Oh dear, that was never good. Or, worst case scenario, what if she was slowly going insane. Oh what a story that would be for the school to pass around. She could just imagine all those gossip-addicted girls giggling and whispering to each other about the Canadian girl who drove herself mad. It was rather silly what girls thrived on these days. Gossip and make-up, that's all you needed to be a girl. What a waste.

"Hi, Wynter."

She glanced up to see who had greeted her. He looked familiar, had she met him before? She bit her lip slightly, names ran through her head. Lenny? Of course not. Devin? Getting warmer. Kevin! That was it. She had recalled him being Kev, must be some trendy nickname. "Good morning, Kevin," she replied in a rather cheery tune. She had of course decided to use his full name, she was never really fond of nicknames. Some people called her Wyn, or Wynnie. They were interesting nicknames, but not the kind of thing she wanted to be called. "What brings you out here on this cold morning, my dear?" she questioned, her blue eyes brimming with curiosity. Not too many kids dared to venture out past twelve or one, most of them only ever woke up at twelve. That was a waste of the day, there was so much you could get done if you woke up in the "early" morning.[/size][/blockquote][/ul]

[Kevin Mariano]

'Who will i be its up to me'

Standing over her, he looked down due to the light from the sun.Yeah the sun was out but it was still cold, it made no sense.Kevin wondered what she would say in response to his sudden outburst of her name and finally saying hi to her, probably because they hadn't really talked before and well he exclaimed her name which would have usually been done by good friends.So hopefully she didn't think he was some weirdo who was stalking her or something like that.There he went again, thinking about some crazy situation that would never happen, why would she think he was a stalker? He often did that, let his mind run away with him sometimes he would play out conversations and things in his head before they happened, clearly over exaggerating.Like now for example.

Staring away from her he looked down to his boots, his boots that were now buried in the white Miami sand.Sometimes he hated the beach, the way the sand always appeared in the worst places such as the bottom of your shoes or inside your clothes.And how there were often too many people there making it crowded.But today seemed reasonably ok, the weather wasn't too hot or too cold, there weren't too many people and he had just bumped into a fellow angelic, hopefully she was a sweetheart.Seeing her perk up slightly after he spoke he prepared a smile in advance, for when she looked up to him because she was bound to, but seeing she didn't he let the smile fade and tilted his head to the side in confusion.

Good morning Kevin

With that the smile quickly returned, she replied with a sweet, upbeat tone.Something he enjoyed because he loved making new friends and well people were usually less than nice to him, they usually thought of him as being boring or idiotic because he was an Angelic and it annoyed him that just by the choices he made he was stereotyped."I love coming to the beach when its cold" he replied and then realized that may have sounded weird.Giving a side smile he held onto his guitar strap as he placed himself firmly in the sand a few inches away from her "i mean, when its hot theres too many people and most of them consist of the jerks from school" he stated and raised one eyebrow, she seemed nice, he wondered why they had never spoke properly before "what about you?" he asked.

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[Wynter Evans]

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Wynter let out a small chuckle. That definitely wasn't the answer she was looking for. Most people whom were out on a chilly day reported that their parents had forced them to go out and the beach was the only interesting place. She decided to save her smug remark, she didn't need to chase away the boy, right now he was her only ticket to socializing. She simply disregarded the comment, but kept a small smile on her face. She had never actually realized that there were people like her who enjoyed a cool day.

"I mean, when its hot theres too many people and most of them consist of the jerks from school."

That she could definitely agree on. Far too many times had she been picked on by the jerks from school while sitting on the beach. It was somewhat depressing. Just because she was small they felt obligated to tease her about her height and size. Insults such as "anorexic bimbo" were tossed at her, and they really crashed on her self esteem. Obviously those jerks didn't realize that words did hurt, especially for someone who had been bullied for most of her life. "They're all rude and insignificant anyways," she muttered, directing her eyes toward her feet. She let out a sigh and took a glance at the boy who had now situated himself a mere few inches away from her. "Besides, people who make impolite remarks are just heartless."

"What about you?"

That was actually a very good question. What was she doing here? She couldn't even recall how she managed to creep down to the beach, she lived at least thirty minutes away. "Well I guess I always come out on the cold days, reminds of home, well my old home... in Canada," she responded. She took a small gander at the calm waves, she tilted her head ever so slightly to the right. "I just ended up wandering down to the beach, I was actually hoping to socialize with someone, I guess my wish was fulfilled," she laughed, giving Kevin a gentle smirk. Wynter stretched out her legs and laid back and nestled into the cool sand. "Quite a chilly day out, isn't it?" Ah, small talk, something Wynter tried to avoid, but usually failed at miserably. It was just so easy to use, and no one ever complained, because small talk meant a small answer.[/size][/blockquote][/ul]

[Kevin Mariano]

'Who will i be its up to me'

Sitting next to her didn't feel awkward at all, not like he had expected.If he hadn't of approached her and started a conversation she would be amongst the people he would probably sit there an analyze.Usually when he was alone at places like the beach or the park he would try to decode what a person would be like, try and figure out their personalities.It seemed sad but he enjoyed it because sometimes you could be totally wrong about a person because you judged their appearance first and then disregarded their personalities, it often happened to him and he was pretty sure it happened to everybody.Leaning backwards slightly he placed his hands against the sand letting his fingers slide under the cool substance.

Hearing her chuckle he turned his head to face her and flashed his best smile, he was more confident now and actually managed a smile.Usually around new people he would get all shy and not be able to speak never mind smile so he felt quite accomplished.Letting the smile grow wider at her comment he nodded in agreement, it was like she completely understood his point of view.Finally he had found someone that had been in his shoes, it was strange but quite refreshing.The smile soon faded when he realized just what he was smiling at, if she understood him then that meant she must have been bullied too, it was emotionally painful."You're right, i mean you cant pick on the imperfections of someone else because you have them too, its just human nature.." he stated as he gave a simple shrug, it didn't matter though he could manage through it.

"But you know what they say, what goes around comes around, so they will get kicked in the ass at some point in their lives" he said as he gave a small laugh at the thought of it.Kev began to listen to her answer on why she was here, it actually interested him, she was pretty similar to him, in the aspect that she came to the beach on cold days."Canada?" he asked and raised his eyebrows with interest "what made you move to Miami?" he then asked, wondering why she would transfer to such a busy overcrowded beach town.Shrugging when she said her wish came true he looked out to the sea and smiled "Just call me your fairy godmother" he said as he laughed and turned to her with a serious face "Actually dont..." he demanded in a teasing tone.Keeping his eyes on her he nodded when she mentioned it was a chilly day, it was but he loved it."mhmm"

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[Wynter Evans]

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She nodded gently and gave a small grin. She was pleased that she finally found someone who agreed with her. Most people took what Wynter said with a grain of salt, they really didn't care. She could babble on and on about bullying and how it's horrible and no one benefits from it, but as if the world was going to listen. She was just a teenage voice amongst millions, everyone wanted to be heard, but they just had to face it... to adults age was more than just a number, it limited the amount of power you had. It was a stupid rule, but the majority of people abided by it. "Imperfections are imminent, you can't escape them, they're just something that haunt you forever. Then again, those same imperfections make people unique."

"But you know what they say, what goes around comes around, so they will get kicked in the ass at some point in their lives."

She glanced at him momentarily and gave him a cheeky smile. She never thought of all people she'd hear something like that come out of his mouth. She thought that she was the only Angelic that swore. Most of them were still stuck on the words "darn, frick, shoot", etc. Sure, that showed they had good morals, but swearing just expressed so much more. "Maybe they'll all land flat on their asses and not succeed in life. I would love to see the day that happens," she cooed. Although it sounded mean, Wynter would do anything to watch all the bullies fail at their greatest aspirations. It'd be a day comparable to the best day of her life.

"Canada? What made you move to Miami?"

"My parents. They wanted to get out of their. All they did was complain about the weather. My mom hates the cold, and my dad hates all the rain we got. Of course, my sister had no problem with moving, because she's like a guy goddess, it's disgusting actually. She's a skanky whore that sleeps around," Wynter ranted. When she began to talk about her sister, she could go one for hours before she realized what she was doing. Jealousy was a crazy thing. Sometimes she swore she was glowing red when she stared at her sister. "I don't really mind it here... but my sister seems to be getting along better than myself."

"Just call me your fairy godmother. Actually dont..."

She gave a whole hearted laugh. "Well don't worry my dear, I don't think I'd call you by a girl title. You'd more than likely be my knight in shining armor," she replied, giving him a little wink. [/size][/blockquote][/ul]

[Kevin Mariano]

'Who will i be its up to me'

This girl knew what she was talking about.She was actually quite wise in certain aspects, wise in Kevin's mind anyway.Wynter seemed to have the same opinions as him on these kind of subjects and it really intrigued him, he wanted to continue talking to her, he wanted to know more.It seemed a little sad of him that he loved meeting new people because most teenagers in the Miami area stuck to their old friends and were afraid to make new ones but Kevin would give anybody with a friendly smile a chance."and to be unique is better than to try and follow everyone else's trends" he said, sort of finishing off what she was saying, he turned his head to face her and smiled shyly "why haven't we talked before?" he asked in a tone that suggested they were idiots for not talking sooner.

Seeing her cheeky smile he returned it, he knew just what that smile represented.It was because he had made that statement and he was Angelic, they usually had that reputation of never swearing, never drinking, never doing anything bad.Well Kevin broke the rules in this certain area but as for the rest it was strictly a no.Even though he could accept if the other angelics wanted to break free he was going to stick to his guns."So would i, its going to be great when we are rich and successful and they still have their crappy McDonald's jobs" he laughed and shook his head at the thought, it would probably be the case though, popularity meant nothing after your teenage years, it was all about hard work.

Turning his head back to face the sea he smiled at how calm the day was, how the water simply touched the shoreline, didn't crash against the rocks like it usually would.How the sun was barely giving off heat and the wind was barely blowing, it was all so soothing and to have someone to share that with aswell as having a decent conversation it made him glad he had overslept this morning.He began to listen to her reasons for moving and gave a nod, it usually came down to the same reason on why teens moved, parents."aah say no more" he replied and was about to say something else when he heard her rant about her sister, he laughed and raised one eyebrow "I'm guessing you two don't get along?" he asked.

Kevin began to think of whether she actually hated her sister or hated what she did, as she explained she slept around a lot so it was obvious Wynter disapproved but he knew just what it was like to have someone you care about do bad things."well your sister clearly just cares about having the full on 'beach scene' experience...i care more for getting to know people and such" he stated, sure Miami was probably one of the number one towns for teenagers to visit, the clubs, beaches and general setting but clearly he wasn't into all of that partying nonsense.Hearing her laugh made him feel good inside, he loved making people laugh and she had such a cute laugh "I actually quite like that title, you are my damsel in distress then?" he questioned as he blushed when she winked.

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[Wynter Evans]

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That was so true. Everywhere you looked there was always those trend obsessed girls who couldn't think for themselves. They depended on their designer brands, and their friends. It seemed like it was the trend to dye your hair blonde, act stupid, and shop at designer stores. Trends were stupid, even though Wynter was partially part of one. It didn't really matter, because she always added a small personal signature to the trend that she was following. "Unique people add such an interesting touch in this world," she remarked, smiling deeply.

"Why haven't we talked before?"

Gently, she shrugged her shoulders. She really couldn't recall a reason. There probably wasn't even a reason. It didn't help that Wynter was extremely shy while trying to make new friends, that often turned people off. Maybe they just had never come across one another long enough to have a nice little chat. It certainly wasn't by choice. Angelics were always willing to chat with other Angelics, because they could almost guarantee that they were nice. "I guess there isn't a reason. We just never had the time," she chirped, a cheery tone to her voice.

"I'm guessing you two don't get along?"

"Oh boy, that's an understatement," she giggled. Growing tired of lying in the sand, she sat up and resumed her previous position. "Her and I are like the sun and the moon. We even have opposite names, Summer and Wynter. There is so much irony in that, it's not even funny," she groaned shaking her head. Siblings, they were always creeping on each other's nerves, and Summer just found it hilarious to annoy Wynter. "She's pretty stupid. She applied for some colleges, and she didn't even get into her safety school, so she's basically a drop out, living off a minimum wage salary in a slummy apartment." That was one thing Wynter wasn't jealous of. At least she had aspirations, and she worked hard at everything she did, nonetheless she was determined. She obviously didn't want to end up like her trailer trash sister.

"Well your sister clearly just cares about having the full on 'beach scene' experience... I care more for getting to know people and such."

"It's such a shame too. If she hadn't focused her high school years on partying, she would've been much better off right now. I mean, I've only ever gone to like three parties, and I get good grades, yet for some reason I'm constantly being compared to her. Me, the good, innocent, intelligent girl getting compared to the partying beach slut. Hardly fair, eh?" Her sister constantly got praised, because her parents were oblivious to everything she did. They were pleased that she was making it on her own, even though she wasn't in college. They had no idea that she wasn't a virgin, to them, she was a pristine little angel with killer looks, and a "bright" future ahead of her.

"I actually quite like that title, you are my damsel in distress then?"

When the boy blushed, she began to smile furiously. No one had ever really blushed to one of her actions/comments before. It felt kind of nice, kind of triumphant. "Damsel in distress? Sure, why not," she chuckled. [/size][/blockquote][/ul]

[Kevin Mariano]

'Who will i be its up to me'

That statement made so much sense.It was true.Unique people did add an interesting touch to the world.They were the ones that stood out and made it far in life, the people with a few quirks and talents.So maybe in your high school years its great to be just like everyone else because then you are socially accepted but after high school, when you step into the real world things don't make sense anymore and that was what people like Kevin and Wynter understood."Exactly, people that aren't afraid to be who they are strike me as interesting, i love talking to people like that" he replied.

Waiting for her response on why they hadn't talked before he wondered what she was going to say.Was it just because they hadn't really crossed paths before? that couldn't have been true considering they were both angelics and usually hung out in the same places.Was it because they were just being ignorant? maybe but he didn't usually push peoples noses out so he couldn't understand why they hadn't spoke until now.When she spoke he perked up a little and sat up straight, his arms had began to ache due to him constantly pressing his weight against them while leaning back."i guess so, I'm glad i approached you today though" he replied with a smile as he lifted his knees up and rested his arms over them.

Kevin let a laugh escape his lips when she said it was an understatement, it was clear to him now that they just didn't get along, perhaps a little less than normal siblings, it didn't seem like typical sibling rivalry."woah summer and wynter? its like your parents planned it" he replied adding to the irony she had mentioned.Continuing to listen to her sisters description it didn't seem like Wynter had grown up with a very good role model, surprising really since she was an Angelic and all and she seemed so sweet, so completely opposite to the way she was portraying summer."So you are gonna do whatever it takes to try and beat her in that sense then?" he asked referring to the fact that her sister hadn't made it into college and now lived on minimum wage.

Frowning in confusion to her statement it took him a while to try and understand why people would even bother comparing the two of them.They seemed so opposite, so far away from each other that comparing wouldn't even be possible."Well i wouldn't take it as a bad thing, i think you have more class than her, you are going to end up happier in the long run, who needs to go to a thousand parties a month anyway?" he questioned rhetorically , that was one part of the teenage lifestyle he didn't understand, what was so fun about getting wasted and not remembering anything? Widening the smile as she replied to his damsel in distress comment he raised his eyebrows "Awesome, I'm gonna hold the fact that you called me your knight against you forever, i hope you realize" he teased.

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She pursed her lips together and nodded at him innocently. "Much more interesting than those girls who obsess over their nails," she sighed. One of her ex-friends had turned into a girl like that. Just a few days ago they ran into each other, and they sat down for a cup of coffee. Then her friend began babbling away about this cute boy in her English class and how she was "so embarassed" when she realized that she had chipped her manicure. Wynter literally had to act appauled just to keep the girl happy. It was disturbing, and awkward. "And those boys who like to talk about working out... blegh," she gagged, frowning gently.

"I guess so, I'm glad I approached you today though."

The frown on her faced pulled up into a faint smile. "Likewise," she replied, although she didn't sound very enthusiastic. Sure, she was an extremely immature and hyper girl, but trying to sound happy about everything was quite the difficult task. It got quite tiring constantly trying to live up to the standards that were so heavily forced on her shoulders. It almost seemed that crying was a crime for her. "I like new friends," she decided to add in attempt to take some of the edge off of her previous comment.

"Woah Summer and Wynter? its like your parents planned it."

"That's what I thought!" she exclaimed. But it wasn't even a plan, it just happened, and her mother liked the names. But, honestly, who even had the guts to name their kids after seasons? Did they even know how peculiar it was to introduce themselves. They'd prance up to someone with a completely normal name, then the person would give them the stupidest look when they introduced themselves. It was stupid. "Then my mom proved me wrong," she laughed.

"So you are gonna do whatever it takes to try and beat her in that sense then?"

She gave him a dignified nod. "Even if she kills me," she joked, laughing softly. Sitting in a dusty old apartment in the slums really didn't interest Wynter. Plus, sleeping with every boy didn't impress her, it was repulsive. "I think that's partially why I strive so hard in school... to avoid what she's become, if you know what I mean."

"Well I wouldn't take it as a bad thing, I think you have more class than her, you are going to end up happier in the long run, who needs to go to a thousand parties a month anyway?"

"I guess I just envy all the attention she gets. I mean, all the boys think she's just a shining star because they can do anything with her. Then when they find out I'm her sister, they question it, almost as if they're completely flabbergasted that she's sisters with an Angelic. It doesn't help that her guy friends are constantly teasing me, and making me uncomfortable. She's friends with a bunch of man whores," she huffed. She crossed her arms childishly and frowned. It didn't seem fair. Boys chased her without a hassle, yet it seemed like a hassle to chase Wynter. "Sorry if I'm boring you with my constant complaints about her, I've just never had anyone to listen to all this."

"Awesome, I'm gonna hold the fact that you called me your knight against you forever, I hope you realize."

Her cheeks turned a light red color. Blushing, for what? He hadn't said anything flirty. Perhaps it's the fact that she had actually called him her "knight in shining armor" that was quite a silly thing to do. Or maybe it was the fact he was going to hold it against her, it could ultimately be very embarassing. Nonetheless, she laughed and gave him a goofy smile. "Well I don't think your girlfriend will like me very much then." Wait, did he even have a girlfriend? She bit her bottom lip, and turned her head toward him. "That is of course, if you have on," she added with a small chuckle.[/size][/blockquote][/ul]

[Kevin Mariano]

'Who will i be its up to me'

Laughing when she made her statement he nodded in agreement.He hated people like that too, well most people that were like that.He was attracted to one of the royals so he couldn't exactly say anything, then again he did have a certain hatred to people like that..why did they have to be so obsessed with the way they looked? "I know what you mean, i pick personality over looks any day" he stated truthfully and he actually meant it, most people who say that probably know that isn't there true opinion but for Kevin it was, he liked people that made him laugh and that could be there for him."Well you wont have to worry about that with the people around here" he joked sarcastically as he raised his eyebrows doubtfully.

Kevin looked in her direction when she spoke, it was like she wasn't exactly as enthusiastic about this meeting as he was.Oh well, he got that a lot anyway he often got more excited about things than other people especially when it came to making new friends, he loved finding different things out and having things in common with people.But when she spoke again a smile grew on his lips, she added another comment and it gave him a little more faith in her happiness towards this situation."Me too, especially when its all unpredictable like this" he mentioned.

Once again he laughed, but at her exclamation this time.The fact that he had been on the same wavelength as her was something to smile about too.Hearing her talk about her sister and such he wondered what it was like to have a sibling, if it was like she explained then maybe it was a good thing he didn't.But in all cases there was fighting between families it was just what happened, he liked the idea of being a big brother to someone, but he had Kayley for that she was close enough.Kev gave a nod and a smile "yeah i know what you mean, its good that you work hard at school, it shows you aren't lazy and that you actually wanna do well in life, do you have any ideas on what you want to be?" he asked.

Leaning backwards again he this time situated himself so he was facing her, because she began to talk about her sister again and he wanted her to know she had his full attention."Wait, so you are jealous because she gets attention? or because you feel that you don't?" he asked, he wasn't sure if Wynter was mad at her sister because she was ruining her life or because Wynter felt she didn't get attention from the guys like Summer did.When she spoke again he shook his head like it wasn't a problem that she was talking to him about this, he actually didn't mind, infact he quite enjoyed it because he loved talking and listening to peoples problems "oh no, you aren't boring me at all" he stated.

Of course his smile faded when she mentioned him having a girlfriend.Yeah he did have one but did he really like her that much? That sounded quite harsh but he knew how much Rebecca cared for him it was just, his heart wasn't exactly in it.And thinking about it he pursed his lips together wishing he could just lie to Wynter and say no, but why would he want to lie to her? he could just tell her right? what part of him was wishing that he could lie? he was extremely confused now."Well yeah i do" he said pretty negatively "But this can just be our little secret" he teased as if it was some big deal like they had been doing something really harsh behind Rebecca's back.Sighing afterwards he wished his answer could have been a no.

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She hesitated to answer. She had really never though about it before, did she want the looks? Or did she want the personality? Sure, boys with good looks were always a good catch, and you were often praised for getting them, but the personality aspect was as good as gold. Perhaps she prefered a bit of both? A rather dashing boy with a cute personality? Then again, that sort of thing was uncommon. A good looking person normally had an extremely peculiar and harsh personality. "Yeah, I agree," she responded, not caring much for explaining where she stood on the situation.

"Well you wont have to worry about that with the people around here."

She paused her thoughts and stared at the ocean with a blank expression overwhelming her features. She hadn't really detected the sarcasm. She wasn't quite sure if it was there, or if he had given her a mistaken tone? Wynter gnawed on her bottom lip gently. She had a terrible habit of reading people's tone of voice wrong, and it sometimes resulted with someone being offended. "Haha, of course not," she replied (in a sarcastic tone, might I add), deciding that the sarcasm was infact intended.

"Me too, especially when its all unpredictable like this."

She couldn't agree more. Spontaneous meetings weren't as dry as fixed meetings. Fixed meetings were also awkward, you would struggle to find appropriate words, and it was just a big mess. At least randomly meeting assured you that unless you wanted to, you never had to see the person ever again. But, Wynter liked Kevin, he was nice, so of course she'd want to see him again. "I agree. Unpredictable meetings just feel so much more natural."

"Yeah I know what you mean, its good that you work hard at school, it shows you aren't lazy and that you actually wanna do well in life, do you have any ideas on what you want to be?"

She shook her head. She hadn't even thought of it, which was bad. Next year she was going to be a senior, and she had to decide. The whole thing made her quite afraid, she had no idea where her life was going. Ugh, why was she over-reacting? She had a whole year to find something that interested her. "Nah, I haven't really thought of it. Well, I have wanted to be a photographer for a while, but I heard they don't get paid too generously. My mom always suggests that I be a doctor, but I'm not prepared to take a million years of medical training. My dad has told me countless times to do what ever I want, because as long as I'm happy doing what I'm doing, that's all that matters. It's a typical, fatherly thing to say."

"Wait, so you are jealous because she gets attention? Or because you feel that you don't?"

She shrugged gently. It was a tricky situation to even begin to elaborate on. There was so many things that made her jealous of her sister. Her "perfection", her beauty, the way she got praised, and most importantly; all the guys that chased her. It didn't seem fair. Wynter found herself a much more likeable character than her sister, or maybe that was just her confidence speaking. "Well, I'm definitely jealous of the fact that people give her attention. I mean, I would love that, and she simply brushes it off like it's nothing. So, essentially, I'm jealous of both," she sighed, brushing a few strands of stray hair from her face.

"Oh no, you aren't boring me at all."

She smiled at him brightly. "That's good," she responded, the cheerful chime returning to her voice.

"Well yeah I do. But this can just be our little secret."

She laughed quite loudly. "You make it seem like we're doing something really bad," she giggled. They were only flirting, and not even a whole lot. Basically, all this was, was a harmless chat between two, new friends. His girlfriend wouldn't possibly get mad over something as simple as this. Now, if they were making out, of course his girlfriend would have the right to be mad. But, Wynter could never picture herself doing that with someone else's boyfriend. It'd be wrong and disrespectful.[/size][/blockquote][/ul]

[Kevin Mariano]

'Who will i be its up to me'

The way she responded seemed like she had really thought about it, like there had been no sense of what she agreed with to start off with and he smiled at that.The fact that she had thought about it just to give him a reply, but the way she was pretty hesitant made him wonder if that was how she truly felt.Oh well, it didn't matter anyway did it? It wasn't like he was trying to impress her in that area or anything..was it? No of course not, he was taken and well..he and Wynter had only just met, they were just becoming friends.He looked in her direction and gave her a smile to show he had listened to what she said "But you are probably all stereotypical right? like.." he paused a moment to put on his best popular girl voice "oh my god hes so hot!" he joked as he shook his head, he knew she wasn't like that.

When she replied he laughed a little, she was playing along with his sarcastic tone of voice, the joke he had made about the people of Miami and well he wasn't exactly expecting much less, it was all about physical appearances and status in this area and as much as he hated it he couldn't escape , not just yet.Not that he actually wanted to though,Miami was a good place..maybe not the people but the place was highly rated.Nodding when she replied to his statement about unpredictable meetings he began to think about whether they would see each other again, actually talk more because he would really like that.She was such a nice girl and they had a lot in common, he felt like asking her but that would sound a little weird wouldn't it?

After thinking about it he bit his lower lip, wondering whether to arrange to meet her again.Maybe he could add it in towards the end of their conversation, like when one of them had to leave or something, that seemed more appropriate.When he asked her the question on what she wanted to be he began to think of it himself, he had sort of got something planned out, to play music and such but he needed something more realistic, something that he could get into straight after school, it was scary."i guess it is, but he's right, you shouldn't do something that you aren't interested in..you should go for photography if thats what you like" he said in an upbeat tone of voice.

Watching her brush the stray hairs from her face he smiled, he didn't mean to it was just like an automatic reaction, something that he didn't plan.Shaking his head he smiled again at what she said, he sort of sympathized her because of the situation she was in, it seemed like Wynter was the better person yet Summer got the attention, it just didn't seem fair."Well doubt be" he simply replied, in a friendly tone as he managed a small yet warm smile.Hearing her laugh made him laugh along, she had a contagious laugh and he just shrugged at what she said "yeah well..just to be on the safe side" he replied and turned his head to her again "I'm not really sure if she is the jealous type.." he then added, it probably sounded strange because they were in a relationship and he didn't know that about her but it wasn't like Kevin got that much female attention when it came to things like that so he wasn't sure.

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