” Rick said as Samantha walked out of the adjoined bathroom of her room in a checkered red and white skirt and a white blouse.“It’s the only one...around here with flexible hours.” Samantha said.“Yeah, flexible and you have been working nights for the past month.” Jenni said rolling her eyes.“Lay off okay, my school wasn’t paid for by my parents.” Samantha said heading out the door and to work.Walking to work there was a sudden shout. She looked up in time to see a masked person all in black slam. Her tan looks majorly fake, and her hair color is dirty blonde and from a bottle. We were sitting with our other ‘friends’. I put that in quotations because I just didn’t feel like part of the crowd. The people at the tables were mostly girls, except one other guy, but he was gay. So yeah, that’s a thing. The other girls were Mary, Susan, Becka, and Rachel.“Omg! Mike is just so sweet.” Melissa gushed again.“Yeah, I think we got it the first dozen times.” Becka said, rolling her eyes.“Hey, let. Thank you so, SO much!" I was making it anyway, before I found out about the date," Opheliasays with a smirk. "I thought it would be very... Exciting. For bothyourself and your date!" Mission accomplished!" I say with an excited squeak. "Can- can I tryit on now?" I am not happy with some of the stitching," Ophelia says. "Perhapstomorrow or Saturday. Of course, it will be completed long beforeSunday evening!" SO amazing," I whisper."As will my dress," Ophelia says as she checks the stitching on. The period between spring break and the summer crowds. There were a few surfers in the water and some families farther down the shore. You could tell when the shuttle boat arrived as the crowd, if you would call it that would migrate and change.Alison sat on the white sandy beach and looked out over the emerald clear waters of the Gulf. White puffy clouds were lazily drifting across the blue sky as a warm and humid breeze churned up the waves. The six foot blonde was lost in thought almost.