"A spiaggia party! Whooooo!!!!" screams Bianca. "Calm down, Bianca." says Cheren. "Yeah, the spiaggia isn't going anywhere te know." I point out. "Besides, this isn't just ANY beach. This is Undella Bay!" Bianca's eyes turn into stars. "OH, HOW I Amore THE BEACH!" "We can tell." We all say at the same time. Seeing guys with their shirts off (even Cheren) is breath-taking. Black, Cheren, and N. Bianca, and I. Great. Only two girls.
Once we reach the beach, Bianca sets her things down on the tan sand. She starts flirting with Cheren. (Good luck with that Bianca! te won't get him to like you!)
(Bianca's POV)
"So, Cheren." I start out, trying to act like myself. My green and arancia, arancio bikini tries to attract Cheren's attention. Though his attention span is as long as a pebble. "I really like the way you...put your towel on the sand that way. It's really cool!" "Thank you, Bianca. That's very...kind...of...you..." He stares at me with loving eyes. "Is something wrong, Cheren?" I put my hand on my heart. "Nothing. It's fine." His denim blue swimming shorts are the only thing he's wearing other than his glasses. He reaches for an Icy cold water bottle and hands it to me. "Oh. Why thank you!" I bow to mostra my thanks. "And another thing to mostra my thanks,"
(Cheren's POV)
Bianca puts both of her hands behind my pale neck and leans in to give me a kiss. A kiss. I sposta out of the way quickly and take a drink from my water bottle. "Bye!" I run away to meet up with Black to play Volleyball. Bianca won't just leave me alone now can she? She runs over to us smiling. "What are yo guys doing?" she asks. "We're gonna play Volleyball. Wanna play?" says Black. I give him a "kill-me" signal. He gives me a "shut-up-I-know-what-I'm-doing" signal. "How about it?" Bianca thinks for a minuto o two. "What the heck! I'll play!"
After the games ends, I head back to the più fresco, dispositivo di raffreddamento to get a Popsicle. All of a sudden I see Bianca's face near mine. "Hi, cutie! I mean, Cheren!" I raise an eyebrow. "Since when do te think I'm cute?" "Oh. Well, te just do. And handsome too." she adds. "Thank you? Would te like a Popsicle?" "No thank you!" Since when did she turn polite? And started to use manners? "Ok." I lick the frutta bar Popsicle. Coconut. "Hey, are te gonna do anything this afternoon?" She lays her hand on my empty chest. "No." I put the wrapper back on the Popsicle and put it away in the cooler. "Good! Do te want to take a walk in the forest? Alone. Just the two of us. Together." I think I know where she's going with this. "No thank you." Bianca holds my hand. "Then maybe we can do this." Her face gets closer to mine making my skin turn pale. Bianca's lips touch mine. Man. Her lips taste like green tè with mint. Oh yeah. That's what she had before we came here. And her hair smells like green apples. We let go. One of us is shocked. I think te can take an educated guess of who that was. "I really like you, Cheren. Please understand that." Shocked, I nod. "Would te be so kind, to be my girlfriend, Bianca Bailu?" Bianca smiles and hugs me. "I would be honored, Cheren Komor."
Once we reach the beach, Bianca sets her things down on the tan sand. She starts flirting with Cheren. (Good luck with that Bianca! te won't get him to like you!)
(Bianca's POV)
"So, Cheren." I start out, trying to act like myself. My green and arancia, arancio bikini tries to attract Cheren's attention. Though his attention span is as long as a pebble. "I really like the way you...put your towel on the sand that way. It's really cool!" "Thank you, Bianca. That's very...kind...of...you..." He stares at me with loving eyes. "Is something wrong, Cheren?" I put my hand on my heart. "Nothing. It's fine." His denim blue swimming shorts are the only thing he's wearing other than his glasses. He reaches for an Icy cold water bottle and hands it to me. "Oh. Why thank you!" I bow to mostra my thanks. "And another thing to mostra my thanks,"
(Cheren's POV)
Bianca puts both of her hands behind my pale neck and leans in to give me a kiss. A kiss. I sposta out of the way quickly and take a drink from my water bottle. "Bye!" I run away to meet up with Black to play Volleyball. Bianca won't just leave me alone now can she? She runs over to us smiling. "What are yo guys doing?" she asks. "We're gonna play Volleyball. Wanna play?" says Black. I give him a "kill-me" signal. He gives me a "shut-up-I-know-what-I'm-doing" signal. "How about it?" Bianca thinks for a minuto o two. "What the heck! I'll play!"
After the games ends, I head back to the più fresco, dispositivo di raffreddamento to get a Popsicle. All of a sudden I see Bianca's face near mine. "Hi, cutie! I mean, Cheren!" I raise an eyebrow. "Since when do te think I'm cute?" "Oh. Well, te just do. And handsome too." she adds. "Thank you? Would te like a Popsicle?" "No thank you!" Since when did she turn polite? And started to use manners? "Ok." I lick the frutta bar Popsicle. Coconut. "Hey, are te gonna do anything this afternoon?" She lays her hand on my empty chest. "No." I put the wrapper back on the Popsicle and put it away in the cooler. "Good! Do te want to take a walk in the forest? Alone. Just the two of us. Together." I think I know where she's going with this. "No thank you." Bianca holds my hand. "Then maybe we can do this." Her face gets closer to mine making my skin turn pale. Bianca's lips touch mine. Man. Her lips taste like green tè with mint. Oh yeah. That's what she had before we came here. And her hair smells like green apples. We let go. One of us is shocked. I think te can take an educated guess of who that was. "I really like you, Cheren. Please understand that." Shocked, I nod. "Would te be so kind, to be my girlfriend, Bianca Bailu?" Bianca smiles and hugs me. "I would be honored, Cheren Komor."
