I had spent hours down the beach, climbing back up the cliff path I decided to hit the shops, I had no money but window shopping was always fun. I checked my hair in a window and smiled as it looked fine; it was long, blonde and had loose ringlets down to my elbows. I was five foot eight and almost six foot with my heels on, I strolled down the street smiling at people I recognised.
“Hey Ruby,” said a voice from behind, I turned to see Ben standing there,
“Hi.” I breathed, he looked at me,
“Where have you been? You wore those clothes yesterday,”
“I stayed over a Becky’s for your information, I had an argument with my parents,”
“Ruby Beaumont running away from home? I thought I’d never see the day,” he grinned,
“Sorry. If you need some place to stay, my doors are always open,”
“No thanks Ben, see you in school,” with that I turned away. Ben was a senior in high school, one grade older than me, he was a flirt and at times nice but after our relationship ended two months ago he’d been on my tail begging to forgive him. He’d cheated on me with another girl, I wasn’t one to forgive and forget that easy, I sat on a bench, shops behind me and the sea in front, just a road to stop the view from being perfection.