The Other Side


I jumped over easily and my legs landed perfectly on the sand on the other side of the fence. The guys were staring at me with awestruck amazement. I kicked the ball in front of me towards the tallest of the guys and smiled. 

"Told you I'd get it back," I assured him.

"Yeah, thanks man." Derek answered and he kicked the ball while running behind it. Scott, his best friend, followed behind him while Sean, my best buddy stayed beside me.

"Dude, what took you so long?" He asked while jutting his dark hair covered chin at the fence.

I shrugged and started walking after the guys. Sean's hand pulled me backwards and stopped me in my tracks. "You know what would have happened if you were caught, right?"

"The point man," I said calmly, "is that I didn't get caught."

"Then who were you talking to?" The question came out of nowhere and I was left thinking for a moment about the girl with the black hair and expensive looking sunglasses.

"Some girl." I concluded. 

"'Some girl' could seriously screw you over. I hope you know that." I hated when he had a point, but I'm stubborn and didn't want him to know that he was right, like every other time. 

"Don't worry about it," I shrugged, "rich girls like that forget guys like me easily."

Sean stared at me.

"What?" I asked defensively.

"Just be careful man." He shook his head and walked away. I watched him go and I stared back at the fence. I was sure that there wouldn't be any trouble, I'd gone over that fence dozens of times and had never gotten caught. But then again, I thought while remembering Sean's words, no one had lived there since it was built. 

Without giving the fence or the girl, that I'd dubbed the "Princess" of the mansion like beach house, a second thought I scrambled back down the shore towards the rough game of soccer that the guys were playing.

The End

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