“I’m.. gonna.. get you” I wheezed, chasing after her.

“Oh is that so? Because from here it sounds like I’m whipping your ass!” she called to me over her shoulder, laughing. I just shook my head and watched as she ran, not looking where she was going.

“Spence, watch ou-” But I spoke too late. She came tumbling to the ground, having tripped over some kid’s left-over sand castle. After making sure she wasn’t actually hurt, I took the opportunity to roll her over and sat on top of her stomach, smirking. “You okay there? You took quite a fall.” I teased.

“Shut up.” She muttered, trying to wiggle out from under me.

“Ha, where do you think you’re going?” I grinned, trapping her arms against the sand.

“And you call me the fatass. Get off meeeee.” She whined.

“Hmmmm. How bout no.”

“I’ll scream.” She warned.

“Go ahead. There’s like no one on this beach.”

She looked around, realizing I was right, and pouted. After grinning in victory, my eyes widened as she actually managed to flip us over, so she was on top of me. I guess I really under estimated her strength.

“HAH. Now who’s on top of who.” She smiled smugly.

“That was not cool.” I stated.

She just laughed and shook her head before standing up. She bent down and reached for my hands. “Get up, we’re taking a walk.”

“Well okay then.” I chuckled and grabbed her hands as she helped me up. We linked arms as we walked along the shore and I smiled. “Are we headed somewhere particular?” I asked as we ambled along slowly.

“The dock.” She smiled. The abandoned dock was where we went when we just wanted to get away from things for a while. It was.. “our place”, if you will.

We reached the edge of the dock and sat down, our feet dangling over the edge of the water.

“Sooo Ash.”

“Sooo Spence.” I countered.

“The sunset is beautiful.” She murmured softly.

Just like you..

“Yeah.. It is.” I smiled.

We sat in a comfortable silence as the sun set lower and lower, painting the sky a beautiful pink.

“Jessica Alba or Megan Fox?”  she asked suddenly.

Well that kinda ruined the moment. “What?”