Forbidden Getaway "Mom, Dad, um...Can I go to the beach with my friends this summer?" I asked them nervously and fiddled with the spaghetti on my plate. "Where at?" my mom asked me raising an eyebrow. "South Carolina," I mumbled. "With who?" my dad demanded. "Just Kelly and Rachel," I replied. "No, there's too many dangerous people out there for a sixteen year old," my dad shook his head no. "Well, let's consider this Bill. Lyla is almost seventeen and we know that Kelly and Rachel are good kids. Lyla had been working her butt off all year to get good grades because we asked her to and kept pushing her to do better," my mom tried persuading dad. Dad grumbled a yes and I jumped out of my seat and squealed with joy. "I gotta go pack!" I shouted and ran upstairs. "When are you leaving?" my dad shouted from the dining room. "Tomorrow at 6 in the morning!" I shouted from the banister. "That's soo early! Who's picking you up?" dad replied. "Rachel is gonna drive both me and Kelly there," I said. "Ugh fine!" my dad said. I ran upstairs and rummaged through my closet to pack all my clothes and bikinis into my blue beat-up luggage. I laid in bed in a loose white T-shirt and frilly green panties that night not being able to withhold my excitement for tomorrow, I had my alarm ready and everything. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I woke up to the sound of my ringing alarm on my cell phone and I hopped energetically out of bed and got dressed in an airy blue and white striped T-shirt and worn out white shorts along with my blue shades and black flip flops. Rachel's car honked outside five minutes before 6 and I kissed my mom and waved goodbye to my dad before dashing eagerly out the door. The drive to South Carolina was a good twelve hours to arrive at the hotel from New York. The hotel was very simplistic for such an affordable rate Rachel told me in the car because she booked a room from the Internet. We gathered our suitcases and went inside to the concierge. There sitting at the chairs towards the side was Marc, my boyfriend of two years. I dropped all my stuff in hand and ran towards him, "MAAARCCC!!!!" I hugged him tightly, "What are you doing here!?" "Well you told me that you were going to South Carolina with JUST Kelly and Rachel so I thought I'd tag along," he shrugged. "Oh I'm so happy that you're here!" I jumped up and down happily. …but everything was about to change
