Monday, July 23, 2012: Today's a relaxation day, which means, we're all heading down to Surfside Beach to soak up some sun or maybe wade into those glowing waters. Feel free to maybe invite a certain boy toy, or stay solo for the day and enjoy it. Afterwards, we'll be enjoying a fine family dinner at Topper's to celebrate just the start of our amazing, unforgettable summer!
Car rides with the entire Carmichael clan were not my idea of fun.
Don't get me wrong - I think I'm the only one that enjoys spending time with the whole family occasionally - but we were a big family and I enjoyed silent car rides. A car filled to the brim with people is definitely not silent.
So, I decided to take my own car. I arrived at the same time as the rest of the family and I could hear my mother excitedly shouting a 'we're here!' as I hopped out of my car.
Poor woman, she probably thought the whole family would bond and spend some family time today, but the moment father parked the car everyone went their separate ways. I tried not to laugh, but a soft chuckle ended up escaping my lips.
“So, I guess you guys are stuck with me,” I told my parents, an innocent smile perched on my lips.
“Celeste! Why don't you call some friends to join you here? We don't want to bore you with our conversations,” my father suggested, making me raise an eyebrow.
Great, not even my parents wanted to spend time with me. “I have a better idea - I'll try to make new friends. Celeste Carmichael is willing to talk to new people! You must call The Nantucket Times, things like this don't usually happen.”
My father laughed, but my mother rolled her eyes. She didn't get my humor. “Go on, Celeste. Socialize,” my father said, gesturing me to go explore the beach.
“I will!” I said, turning around on my heel and slightly waving a good-bye at them.
I spotted Cierra sipping something that mostly lightly contained alcohol, Camille was standing close by, China was talking to God knows who and Claire was hanging out with Ryder. Calliope was nowhere to be found, but she was one of the good ones - my parents didn't need to worry too much about her.
I walked along the shore, the waves gently lapping at my feet, the breeze softly blowing my hair. It felt relaxing and that was the whole point of the day. To relax.
After walking for a few more minutes, I decided to find a spot to sit on a more crowded place. Nantucket was a small town, I could probably spot someone I knew. Once I found the perfect spot, I laid down my towel and sat on top of it, sunglasses perched on the bridge of my nose.
“I was hoping I'd get to see you in a bikini,” a familiar voice said behind me. I turned around to find Federico looking down at me, casting a shadow and blocking out the sun. I looked down at my body, which was covered in an oversized nude sweater.
“I guess it's not your lucky day, then,” I teased.
“C'mon, we're at the beach. You look like you're ready for a cold winter day.”
“Beg for it if you want me to take off my sweater that bad,” I said, biting down softly on my lip. Having this kind of power over him felt nice - I bet he was used to be the one in control. Well, he finally met his match. I liked to be the one in control.
“I'm not that desperate,” he said, laying down a towel besides mine and sitting on it.
I snorted. “You and I both know that's not true. You recently broke it off with your fiancée because she cheated on you and now you feel like no one wants you. So, you are desperately trying to find someone that is interested in you.” I said bluntly, not even caring if the words I had just spoken had hurt him. Throughout the years, I've learned not to care about anyone else but myself.
He looked hurt for a second, then chuckled softly. “I thought hearing the truth from someone else would hurt, but it actually kind of helped. Thank you.”
I shrugged. “I wasn't doing it to help you. I just like being honest.”
He nodded, standing up in one swift motion. “Care to join me in the water?” He asked, holding out his hand.
I stood up without his help and peeled off my sweater as an answer. “Not at all.”
I could feel his eyes quickly scanning my vintage bikini-covered body and I raised an eyebrow. “Let's go, then,” he said, taking off his shirt as we ran towards the water. His abs were a little distracting.
“You could've told me about your abs before you took off your shirt. I was not expecting /that/,” I joked as we both put our feet inside the ocean. It was a bit cold, but the coolness felt nice against my skin.
“And I wasn't expecting you to have an amazing body, but I guess surprises like this are nice,” he said, smiling softly at me.
“Years of practicing ballet,” I said, speaking in a way that made it seem like his compliment had meant nothing - me blushing told a whole different story, though.
“Oh, so you're a ballet dancer? I kind of pictured you with a different job,” He commented.
“No, dropped out of the class last year. I'm an aspiring author - I'm surprised my parents approve of that.”
He looked around, as if searching for something. “Are your parents here?”
I nodded, stepping further inside the ocean and letting the waves engulf me in the best way possible. “They hate you.”
“Oh, I know. I talked to them the other day and they just kept glaring at me. Especially your mother. It's a shame, I think they're lovely people, but our families have always been rivals.”
“Is this the start of a Romeo and Juliet-like story?” I joked, signaling him to join me as I swam deeper into the ocean.
“If you want it to be,” Federico said, that charming smile that makes girl swoon clearly present on his face.
“Nah, I'm not a big fan of Romeo and Juliet,” I shrugged. I personally thought the story was not very realistic. I know it was a total different era, but throughout the years the plot has turned into something very cheesy and overrated.
“I'm a sucker for anything Shakespeare,” he said, which made me laugh for a few seconds.
“Why am I not surprised?” I said, diving underwater for a few seconds before swimming back up to the surface. I was greeted by Federico, who was now standing closer to me.
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His eyes were as blue as the ocean… and I couldn't look away.
I guess this might turn into another Romeo and Juliet story. I must have a thing for relationships my parents wouldn't approve of.