floralmoon
pushing the gay agenda
c a r s o n
n e w m a n
I watch as a girl runs and jumps on Axel's back. At first I don't know who she is and then it comes back. It's her, Della Sloane. The girl who ruined my middle school year and when I decided to just live up to what she said. "No, I don't remember." I lied, but she thought she could get to me again, the jealous bitch she is. I turn my focus to Axel, "I'm going to go inside and drink. You're welcome to come. Alone." I turn around, toss the rocks off the edges of my towel in a pile and picked up my towel. I drape it around my arm and begin to walk back to the beach house.
(@Dannygirl900 @Rocket)