-here's the story idea, its short!-

I stood at the end of the beach letting the blue sea lap at my bare pink feet. It was nice here, calm, away from the city life. I liked it.
"Ebony! Over here" called the voice I always wanted to hear,
"Hi" I said still staring into the waves. A tall figure ran over to me and stood silently next to my side.
"What you looking at?" the figure said squinting from the sun,
"It's so pretty here. I'm looking at everything"
"Right... " I turned to look at the boy next to me. He looked down at me and smiled showing his dimples. Callum Grace has been my friend since we were 5. He's my best friend. You couldn't help but stare into his deep blue eyes or admire his surfer blonde hair. He was perfect in every way.
"What?" he asked loudly
"Nothing."
"Good. Now go away your cramping my style" he teasing shoving me into the sea.
"Haha funny. We should be getting back"
"Why?"
"I'm hungry and now soaking!"
"Fine come on then" Callum said scooping me up like some damsel in distress. He dropped me gently onto the sand and let me put my shoes on.
"Oh look Cal, maybe true loves over there" I winked signalling to some girls walking past us. All of them had fake blonde hair and fake body's. Their tans were fake. You could hardly see any real life beneath all the make-up! Of course Callum loved it and casually pretended that he was going swimming... And took his shirt off showing al his perfect abs and real tan. The girls all stared at the God in front of me who was casually flexing his arm muscles.
"Come on fatty" I said standing up and jabbing him in the stomach.
"Whoa! I'm not fat, this is all muscle baby." he said propping his arm around my shoulder and winking,
"Yeah sure." I smiled and shrugged off his shoulder. I let him to pull his top back over, When he had finally finished smiling at the fake girls he made his way towards me who was impatiently waiting out side our holiday house for the keys and help opening the broken door!