A Quick Look

I strolled along the beach. Not taking my eyes away from the ocean, my eyes locked on the waves. I know it goes against everything I just said, but I took a quick look on the sand. It wasn't a very long look, but I saw a guy. A magical guy. Perfect for me!

Even though I only looked at him for a second, I decided I should go over and talk to me. That's when things changed. Don't ever think one thing about someone, because when you actually meet them they can be the complete opposite. Sadly.

"Hey, I'm Gemma. You are?" I asked, a caring look in my eyes.'

"What's it to you?" He replied. 

"I told you mine, why can't you tell me yours?" I asked.

"I didn't ask for yours, get lost!" He shouted.

"You can't make me. You don't own the beach!" I replied with a smirk.

The boy was angry now. He grabbed out a pocket knife and pointed it at me. I put my hands out ion surrender then ran off. It's amazing what kind of people you can meet on the beach. Now I'm scared of it. I haven't been back to the beach since.