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cted when Ethan dropped me off at the reception and handed my l

im to wave and call out, "See you around," or something along thos

y stomach as I stare at the tiny bubbles hovering besi

? she asks, a laughing emoji

re blessed with best friends who comfort them in situations like this. But n

ssion Impossible since I arrived, and it's been exactly three days. I try not to let it bother me that a totally hot guy do

Netflix, I've gone swimming, jet-skiing, and even made a vase in a pottery class. It's been awesome so far, but I'm low-key mad at Kaitlyn fo

helped with my luggage-and how could I forge

red, you know, with me being in the summer spirit and all. Since I haven't unpacked, I find myself o

halterneck bikini. I slip on a cream polka-dot sundress that stops just above my kn

I figure I'd better make more memories instead of lying in bed. According to the flyer in my

ng," I sigh, sli

from nearby stands, the powdery white sand running through my fingers like water, and the lively melody of r

of my mouth a few times. Following the arrows placed at strategic corners, I manage to find the class. I'm

stands in front. My hand freezes as I grip the screen door handle. A part of me wants to take a U-turn and go back to Netflix

us and, perhaps, annoyed stares, I keep my chin high. I'm about

rst time," she calls out. "The class would lo

d row, a small professional smi

sure what else to say. The expectant expression on

wer lip. "Hi, everyone. I'm Ja-" I barely get my n

ake it feel like a freshman

here," she says, her smile more genuine this

he class. Hands clasped together, a polite

couples. Ugh. Why does everyo

ow... Time s

him.

t, his thick black hair in a tousled mess that somehow still looks ho

ink once. Twice. That's when I notice the girl beside him. Her pale

olls, and an undeniable beauty that seems almost alien. Unconsciously, I fold my arms. But what st

No wonder he didn't bother

ord: