Let's try to construct a perfect summer picture, sun, sand, waves, hot men and women. Laura should be in this perfect summer scene right now, but her mood is not very high.
Laura pulled the shoulder strap, and in just one morning, there was already a white mark on her shoulder. She took off her sunglasses and pulled out sunscreen with her lips curled. A boy with blond hair had already rushed to her, "I can help you!"
Laura squinted her eyes, looked at this guy whose eyes were as blue as the sea in front of her, and twisted her mouth. Well, Laura didn’t hate this guy, so she handed out the sunscreen, “Behind.” Laura said lightly.
"Of course!" The young man excitedly took the sunscreen cream, and after Laura lay down, he squeezed a big lump into his palm.
In the distance, young men of the same age were already shouting, "Oh my god! He actually succeeded!" "I bet he can't last five minutes!"...
"Boring." Laura's face lay on her arm, feeling the boy carefully rubbing it on her back.
The boy smiled awkwardly, "Don't worry about them!"
Laura was too lazy to care about this, and said coldly, "Tell me, how much money did you bet to talk to me."
The boy's movements froze, and he grabbed his head with a hand full of lotion, "More than twenty."
Laura pouted, turned over, looked at the boy with lotion on his hair and shook his head, as if it was not worth it for this uncomfortable boy to come to him for twenty dollars.
Today is Sunday, but these boys and girls will not go to church voluntarily without the request of their families. So Laura accepted the invitation to join the cheerleading team. The friends were actually people she knew, the boys on the football team.
It’s just that Laura seemed to be in a bad mood all morning. He didn't look down upon those energetic young men at all. Some of the cheerleading girls were already whispering about this unsociable 'princess'.
Laura didn't care about this. She had quit the cheerleading team a long time ago. They wanted to invite her. It would be a big honor for them to come by herself!
Let's face it, high school cheerleading girls run the school! If you want to keep your title of 'popular girl', you have to stay friendly with this group of girls who others call 'mean girls'.
"You have more than twenty now. Go away." Laura took back her sunscreen and gave the order.
The boy shook his head in annoyance, his black flip-flops dragging the fine sand, and walked towards a group of friends who were gloating about their misfortune.
Laura sighed, threw the things in her hands aside, looked at the people playing happily not far away, patted the fine sand on her body, and walked towards the beach.
Lola had grown accustomed to spending weekends at the Grand Place, a break from high school horse racing. But now, look around her. This is just Repute on Noel Beach, and without the restraint of teachers, the shortcomings of teenagers can grow without any scruples.
"Uh, get a room!" Laura stepped over the two men and women hugging each other and pouted.
"Little girl~" The girl glanced at Laura indifferently, grabbed the boy in front of her by the head, and continued.
Laura rolled her eyes. It's only in high school that some people really regard the senior year that only takes time to advance as a status advantage.
"Hey!" Laura shouted to a group of men and women whose bodies were half buried in the water. "Have you seen Kepler?"
The colorful ball was bouncing on the sea surface under the push of several people. The girl looked as if she was too immersed in the game and didn't hear anything. However, several boys from the rugby team grabbed their wet hair and said, "I just saw her go there." It’s the locker room, go take a look.”
"Thank you." Laura waved. Because of Kyle's relationship, he is much more familiar with the real team players than the newcomers. Similarly, Laura has a much better impression of these boys who have already won honors for Rept on the field than those guys who just have names and think they are great after a few training sessions.
certainly. There is also the reason that 'the other party is the younger sister of my brother (Kyle), so I will never have any inappropriate thoughts'. They wouldn't mess with Laura.
Laura turned back and walked towards the locker room. Kepler was her friend and the main reason why she came to the event. Now she wanted to leave. One morning, Blake should also be back from Grande. She needed to ask about the situation there. For example, if anyone was disappointed because she didn't go to Grande yesterday.
Hey, girl.
A long row of wooden houses extends along the periphery of Noel Beach, forming a row in the middle, forming a 't', where there is a bar, equipment store, and changing rooms. Here, the crowd mingled, and Laura walked among a group of adults, occasionally having to be careful not to hit other people's surfboards.
It was said to be a dressing room, but it was actually just an open-air corridor. The cubicles were separated by curtains. Laura called Kepler's name and looked around. The surroundings were so noisy that Laura couldn’t hear any response at all.
The innermost curtain was opened, and a man walked out angrily. He glanced at Laura with a gloomy expression.
Laura frowned. She had never liked Kepler's boyfriend, and it might have been a prejudice against his family name, 'Yuri' (Yuri Building Materials, Volumes 3 and 4). In Mrs. Barton's words, 'Yuri' is the intruder. The target of the invasion was the local industry of Barton City.
Laura grabbed the boy's arm, "Where's Kepler?"
The boy named Yuri pushed Laura away gracelessly, crossed Laura's body with a sullen expression and continued to leave without saying a word.
Laura frowned and walked quickly to the inside, "Kepler! Are you there?"
The closer she got, the clearer the cry became. Laura opened the curtain, and Kepler's chestnut-brown hair was messy on her shoulders. The weak girl huddled in the corner of the cubicle, hugging her legs and crying. .
A ball of anger arose in Laura's heart. She turned around and opened the curtain and looked towards the corridor, but only Yuri's back turned and disappeared. Laura's bare feet stepped on the wooden board under her feet and she snorted angrily. But now was not the time to catch up. She turned around and squatted in front of her few friends, hugging Kepler whose shoulders were shaking as he cried.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Laura bit her lower lip. She didn't know what her friend had gone through, but everyone knew that a girl's brain had a lot to think about.
The girl in her arms cried louder, "He, he..."
"It's okay, it's okay." Laura smoothed her friend's hair and checked the other person's bikini. It was fine and complete.
"He wants to break up with me!!" Kepler wrinkled his face full of tears and shouted, as if the most beloved person had died.
Laura pressed her friend's head on her shoulders. When Kepler hugged her friend and cried without feeling, our Laura rolled her eyes very big. As mentioned before, the weekend was supposed to be Lola's break from high school horse racing in the Grande.
Look now, Laura is still among them. (..)