Sunlight (Skylarr)

[alina]

Alina hadn't been down to First beach in a long time. She didn't like dealing with the sand in her shoes, the sea breeze making her hair frizzy, or the cold weather that was "perfect" for sunbathing. Still, something about this day, one of the rare sixty-degree days that the rainiest area in the continental U.S. sometimes gifted its inhabitants with, led her to come down to First beach and just sit. She took her shoes off and tied her hair back to avoid some of her usual problems when she was here.

Alina spread out a towel, wearing frayed jean shorts and a worn Mickey Mouse t-shirt, and laid down face-first. She didn't care how uncomfortable it was - the sun felt good on her neck. For once she wasn't bothered with the fact that she hardly knew anyone or she wasn't troubled with the thoughts of her past; she just enjoyed the sunlight as it was beating down.

[faith]

”Dad, I’m going to the beach!” “Why are you going to the beach? You’ll be freezing.” “Because the sun is finally out.” “Well then bring a jacket or something.” “Dad, I don’t need a jacket.” “Fine then when you come home telling me your cold—just don’t even go there.” “Yeah, okay. See you later.”

Shutting the front door behind her Skye rolled her eyes at the conversation she just had with her father. She couldn’t be upset with him not wanting to hear her complaints later, she was the same way. She couldn’t stand people who could help themselves but chose not to. Hearing what they had to say after was the worst because she just wanted to scream at them.

She started walking down the three steps in the front of her small house and through the front yard and off into the trees that lined the side of their house. Skye lived in a small one and a half story house at the end of a street, right next to the forest. The reason her house want two stories was because all that was upstairs was one bedroom, her bedroom. It was more of a loft then another floor.

She made her way through her self-made path to the beach in the woods. She could tell where she had been and the ground was beginning to show her paths. Her plaid tote bag was hanging off of her shoulder with a light blue and white stripped beach towel in it. Her hair was up in a messy bun on top of her head and she had a pair of sunglasses on even though they weren’t needed at the moment.

The sunlight started coming the trees and before long Skye was walking on sand and headed down closer to the water. Her eyes scanned the beach to make sure no one was here as well. A few yards away there was someone laying on a towel, they looked almost asleep. From the looks of it Skye thought it might have been someone she knew. She started walking closer until she was sure that it was her friend, Alina Arrow laying on a towel.. on sand.

"Do you realize how horrible your tan lines will be after today?" She asked, her voice was light and joking. As she spoke she took her towel out of her bag and spread it out near Alina’s. She sat down on the towel and laid back as she pulled off her sunglasses and sat them next to her.


"Skye Speaking"
Skye Thinking



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[alina]

Startled, Alina helped herself up. She wasn't sure what she had heard but from the sound of this person's voice, she sure sounded like her friend Skylarr. She turned around sitting criss-cross on her towel and saw sure enough that it was Skylarr. "Hey Skye. Long time no see. Doesn't it seem a little cold for me to get a tan?" she teased.

Alina had forgotten an important fact - it had to do with the sun, not the heat, whether she would get a tan or not. But oh well - she never really paid attention in school. One of her feet touched the sand briefly and she shrieked at the feel of it - she hated sand. "Sorry about that, she said feebly. "What brings you down here today?"

[faith]

Skye laughed a little after realizing she had caught her friend off guard. "Hey Skye. Long time no see. Doesn't it seem a little cold for me to get a tan?" Skye sat up as Alina spoke. The bun on the top of her head bounced as she shifted her weight. She kicked her shoes off at the corner of her towel unconcerned about sand getting on them. ”When is it ever warm here? Besides, sun’s still out." Her tone was light, not a trace of harshness and only a small amount of sarcasm but only enough to reflect in the tone rather than the actual word. She pointed up as she spoke of the sun and let her hand drop right after.

Skye balanced herself on her arms and looked out at the water. Out of the corner of her squinted eye she saw Alina spazz out after touching sand and she just laughed as she apologized for it. She had never known someone who hated sand as much as she did; it was funny in her opinion.

Then she was asked what brought her out to the beach today. Skye just shrugged. "I just needed something to do. What about you? You were the last person I would’ve expected to see out here with the sand and all."

"Skye Speaking"
Skye Thinking



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[alina]

Alina carefully pulled her toes up onto her towel and hugged her knees, afraid of her feet touching sand again. She rubbed her eyes and answered what was probably a rhetorical question: "Never. It's never warm here." She pulled a hair tie off her wrist and tied back her hair, which was already starting to frizz up.

A soft breeze blew, tossing around a bit of sand. Alina was careful not to let it touch her. She didn't blame Skye for wondering why she, of all people, was at the beach. "I dunno. It seemed like a good idea since it isn't raining for once," she explained, also shrugging.