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It feels amazing.
I walk into the living room and up the stairs quickly into my room. Once I open the door, I practically run toward my suitcase and throw on a light purple bikini. Soon after, I run down the stairs and make my way toward the beach. My feet hit the brown sand; I exhale and sprint, entering the water. Diving into a wave, I plunge myself under, the current strong enough to run through my body. The feeling of air leaves my lungs just for a moment.
The silence when your head is just below the water is serene. Sometimes it can feel like you’re drowning, but I relish the peace. Most days, I prefer the ocean over society. It’s the only time my mind isn’t running a million miles an hour. All I think is what I feel, the cold water making my hair float and my body light. It’s as if I’m free for just a second. As soon as I start to lose my breath, I push my head above the water into the sun and light breeze.
The sounds of the waves hit my ears as I rub my eyes; slowly, they open and I become a tiny little dot in the vast blue water.
I’m in heaven.
Chapter7
Violetta
Iforgot to bring a towel with me, so I decided to sit in the sun for a bit. At least I brought sunscreen because if I didn’t, the sunburn I would carry would make it challenging and impossible to practice.
Looking down, I see my skin dry. Dehydration hits me, and the next thing I know, I’m walking inside to find a cool glass of water. With one hand, I slide open the glass door. My feet move me through the living room and then into the kitchen.
“It’s too early for this,” Cleo says, walking down the stairs in a black hoodie with colorful tie-dye splotches throughout. Her hood is up and the remnants from yesterday’s mascara are smudged underneath her eyes.
“It’s three o’clock,” Chanel replies.
“Exactly,” she retorts to her sister before plopping down on the couch beside Chanel. Her position is face down, with her arms sprawled out dramatically over the sides of the cushion.
“The sun’s going to go down in a few hours, so if you want to go to the beach, I would move now,” I say to them over my shoulder while I fill up my glass of water.
“I can’t be in the sun; I already feel like I’m dying getting out of bed,” Cleo groans.
“She’s right. Eventually, she’ll just evaporate into ash if the sun hits her. Her skin glistening like little diamonds,” Chanel retorts while drawing in her sketchbook.
I snort in response, understanding her vampire joke. “Say it. Out loud. Say it!” I reply, hoping she catches on.
“Vampire,” Chanel whispers, trying to hold in her laughter.
“Can you please stop!” Cleo groans out again.
“This is the skin of a killer, Bella. I’m a killer!” I hear dramatically to my right. A voice I recognize but one that is most definitely not my sister’s.
My head snaps to the front door, and Xavier Valente stands there in all his glory. He’s wearing bright neon orange gym shorts, a beige graphic T-shirt with cartoons on the front, black Jordan sneakers, and Beats headphones around his neck. His brown curls stand messy atop his head, and his smile could kill a thousand girls with a single look.
“Um, why is Xavier Valente in our living room?” Cleo says, her face no longer drowning in the sofa.
“What? A guy can’t memorizeTwilight?” Xavier responds with a cheeky smile.
I just stand there in shock, Cleo and Chanel along with me.
“Okay, this looking at me and not talking thing is getting a little too creepy. Would someone in the room like a talking stick?” he questions, trying to get us to speak in his direction.
“You mean the stick that children pass around?” Cleo asks.
“Yes, the one with all the colorful streamers and feathers,” he replies.
I snap out of my daze. “Xavier, what are you doing here?” I ask with a smile, but my whole body is still reeling from shock.
“Ale said I could come and crash the party.” He shrugs in our direction.
Of course she did. Whenever I go to her races, she always mentions that Xavier and I should get together. The matchmaker that Ale is doesn’t even care about the fact that he has a girlfriend.
Marrisa Schultz is the daughter of one of Elektra Motorsports’ biggest investors, the family who owns Schultz Energy drinks. Initially, they were going to back out of a sponsorship headed in Elektra Motorsports’ favor.
