The crashing sounds of the waves brought immense peace to me. The ocean was very beautiful, crystal like in nature. Sunlight shone onto it, giving it an ethereal glassy look. I sat at the shore, enjoying the sweat ocean breeze as I waited for that jerk, Anderson to show up.
I wanted to talk to him about everything. About what happens after tomorrow, about my possible leaving to San Francisco, about us. The sooner we talked about it, the better.
"Someone is feeling bold today." I heard him say. Turning to my left, I saw him standing less than a feet away, hovering me. As always he looked very handsome, even when he was dressed casually. How come I didn't hear him coming?
"Well, a particular someone helped me to face my fears. Although not in the best way."
"He sounds like a marvelous person." His voice was dripping with pride. So egotistical.
"He's ok. But he's too full of himself." I gave him my sweetest of smiles. He could only chuckle.