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always just thought that they unzipped the back and pulled down the top part because they were hot. I didnât know that they were in the process of GETTING NAKED IN BROAD DAYLIGHT under a TOWEL!
Iâm not even sure how he did it so fast, but about 30 seconds after we parked, we were picking our way down the path toward the beach. Well, Ross was like scampering down, balancing a board and pulling up his wet suit and using words I didnât really completely understand to describe the waves.
Heâs surfing right now. I can sometimes make out which one is him. There are about 10 people out there trying to catch a wave. One of them is a girl with blond braids. Sometimes I think it would be fun to surf, but the water is so cold that it makes me shiver just to think about it. The sun is already trying to break through the marine layer, and I hope that it will so I can take off my hoodie and T-shirt and get some sun. I have a really cute swimsuit on underneath my shorts.
I wonder if Ross will think I look sexy?
Iâve never really done anything with a boy except kiss.
OMG! Ross just caught a huge wave and rode it all the way in!
July 16, 2 p.m.
I just got back from the beach with Ross, and I canât believe what happened. He offered me drugs. Iâm not even sure I should write those words down. I mean, what if my MOM FINDS THIS??? Itâs so weird. I had such a good time sitting on the beach watching Ross surf, and after a couple of hours he came and sat with me. He unzipped his wet suit and pulled it down halfway. He has those little V lines that plunged into his wet suit from his abs, and I had to concentrate so that I didnât just stare at them the whole time.
We talked for a while. Or, well, I talked. A lot. More than I usually do. Ross just kept asking me about my family, and growing up here and what it was like. He kept telling me that I have a really pretty smile. Like a movie star, he said. He laughed and called me Hollywood. Itâs funny. Now that I think about it, I didnât really ask him any questions at all. I felt so excited the whole time that he seemed to want to know all about me, and he just kept asking me questions.
THEN!
We headed back up to his truck, and after he slid his surfboard into the back, he shimmied out of his wetsuit usingthat little towel trick again. Some girls drove by in a silver BMW while he was pulling his suit out from under the towel and honked and screamed out the window. At first it made me blush, but then I thought how cool it was that I was the girl with the guy that other girls were honking at.
When we got into his truck, Ross popped open the console on the armrest between us and pulled out a little glass pipe and a lighter. He brought the pipe to his lips, sparked the lighter over the bowl, then sucked air in, causing the flame to dip into the bowl. A little cloud of white smoke floated up from the glowing embers in the pipe, and Ross held the smoke in his lungs for a second before rolling down his window a couple inches and exhaling out the crack at the top.
This weird, sweet, stinky smell filled the cab of the truck, and I knew that it was weed, but I have never smelled it that strong before. I was afraid my hair would smell like it.
Iâve seen people smoke pot in movies and on TV, but Iâve NEVER seen anybody do it in real life. I mean, I think Cam smokes pot. Iâve heard him and his friends joke around about it, but heâs not like a stoner or anything. I felt my heart sort of speed up while I watched Ross smoke, then he turned to me and held the pipe toward me.
He asked me if I wanted a hit.
NO!
I said it fast like I was scared someone might be listening. I was just A. MAZED. that he even thought I looked like a girl who smoked pot. Then I was really worried that he would be mad at me that I didnât want any. I felt like I had answered too fast. I didnât want him to think that I didnât like him just because
Iâm not even sure how he did it so fast, but about 30 seconds after we parked, we were picking our way down the path toward the beach. Well, Ross was like scampering down, balancing a board and pulling up his wet suit and using words I didnât really completely understand to describe the waves.
Heâs surfing right now. I can sometimes make out which one is him. There are about 10 people out there trying to catch a wave. One of them is a girl with blond braids. Sometimes I think it would be fun to surf, but the water is so cold that it makes me shiver just to think about it. The sun is already trying to break through the marine layer, and I hope that it will so I can take off my hoodie and T-shirt and get some sun. I have a really cute swimsuit on underneath my shorts.
I wonder if Ross will think I look sexy?
Iâve never really done anything with a boy except kiss.
OMG! Ross just caught a huge wave and rode it all the way in!
July 16, 2 p.m.
I just got back from the beach with Ross, and I canât believe what happened. He offered me drugs. Iâm not even sure I should write those words down. I mean, what if my MOM FINDS THIS??? Itâs so weird. I had such a good time sitting on the beach watching Ross surf, and after a couple of hours he came and sat with me. He unzipped his wet suit and pulled it down halfway. He has those little V lines that plunged into his wet suit from his abs, and I had to concentrate so that I didnât just stare at them the whole time.
We talked for a while. Or, well, I talked. A lot. More than I usually do. Ross just kept asking me about my family, and growing up here and what it was like. He kept telling me that I have a really pretty smile. Like a movie star, he said. He laughed and called me Hollywood. Itâs funny. Now that I think about it, I didnât really ask him any questions at all. I felt so excited the whole time that he seemed to want to know all about me, and he just kept asking me questions.
THEN!
We headed back up to his truck, and after he slid his surfboard into the back, he shimmied out of his wetsuit usingthat little towel trick again. Some girls drove by in a silver BMW while he was pulling his suit out from under the towel and honked and screamed out the window. At first it made me blush, but then I thought how cool it was that I was the girl with the guy that other girls were honking at.
When we got into his truck, Ross popped open the console on the armrest between us and pulled out a little glass pipe and a lighter. He brought the pipe to his lips, sparked the lighter over the bowl, then sucked air in, causing the flame to dip into the bowl. A little cloud of white smoke floated up from the glowing embers in the pipe, and Ross held the smoke in his lungs for a second before rolling down his window a couple inches and exhaling out the crack at the top.
This weird, sweet, stinky smell filled the cab of the truck, and I knew that it was weed, but I have never smelled it that strong before. I was afraid my hair would smell like it.
Iâve seen people smoke pot in movies and on TV, but Iâve NEVER seen anybody do it in real life. I mean, I think Cam smokes pot. Iâve heard him and his friends joke around about it, but heâs not like a stoner or anything. I felt my heart sort of speed up while I watched Ross smoke, then he turned to me and held the pipe toward me.
He asked me if I wanted a hit.
NO!
I said it fast like I was scared someone might be listening. I was just A. MAZED. that he even thought I looked like a girl who smoked pot. Then I was really worried that he would be mad at me that I didnât want any. I felt like I had answered too fast. I didnât want him to think that I didnât like him just because
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