At First Sight: Special Edition Read Free Page B

heard about some party at the beach earlier so he decided to change into a pair of khaki shorts and a blue polo. He walked off the porch and down to the sand perfectly laid out in his backyard. He kept his hands in his pockets as the moon illuminated his tan skin. He glanced at it as he kept walking, listening to the soft waves crash against the shore lightly. He began to think about the girl he heard earlier.
                  Who was she?
                  Could she possibly his soul mate?
                  Is it possible the magic did still exist?
                  Was his family’s gift finally returning?
                  It was so confusing, but he couldn’t stop thinking about her voice. It was like an invisible pull was telling him to hunt her down and find her. But, why would his heart keep telling him to stalk some girl he didn’t even know?
                  “ As if that will ever happen.”
                  He stopped and furrowed his brows. It was her again. She sounded pretty dejected. But, why?
                  “Who are you?” he murmured to himself.
                  This was all driving him crazy.
                  “ I need to get out of here. Why did I even come to this party?”
                  She was at a party? So, she could be a local. Against his better judgment, he decided to head for the party. All he had to do was follow the voice. Hopefully, he would find her.
                  Then what?
                  He walked along the sand, bypassing drunken teenagers and bodies that were too close for comfort. The thoughts had stopped. He suddenly felt lost, like he didn’t know what direction he needed to go in. He stopped in his tracks and sighed.
                  “Hi,” said a small voice.
                  He turned around to see a short girl with long red hair and shimmering green eyes. She was holding a beer can and she looked to be about sixteen. He silently hoped this wasn’t her.
                  “Hey.”
                  “I’ve never seen you at school before,” she said, sipping her drink like she had done it so many times before.
                  “I’m homeschooled,” Dean said. “I live a few houses down.”
                  “Oh,” she nodded and took another sip of her drink.
                  Dean noticed she was swaying a bit. “How many of those have you had?”
                  “This is my third,” she giggled lightly. “You want one? We can talk about your house.”
                  Dean cocked a brow and stifled back a laugh. This was starting to get awkward. “Uh, no thanks. I’m actually...meeting someone here so I better go find them.”
                  He quickly scurried away before she could stop him, breathing a sigh of relief. He hoped and prayed to God that was not the girl in his mind.
     
    Jessica looked around, trying to find a suitable boy for her best friend. She always loved playing matchmaker for Lola, even though she was never that interested in it whatsoever. She wasn’t trying to be pushy. She just wanted her friend to have some fun in her life. They were nearing graduation and they were barely making the most of their last few weeks together.
    “Colby!” she exclaimed, rushing over to a boy with short, black hair and dull blue eyes. “I have a girl for you.”
    Colby Waterson was on the tennis team, though he wasn’t particularly known for winning a lot of sets. He was only known for kissing a lot of girls and for having so many stories spread about him. Regardless, the girls still wanted him.
    Colby smiled, taking a sip of his beer. “Oh? What does she look like?”
    “It’s Lola!”
    Colby’s smile lit up. “She’s hot.”
    “Well, come on! She’s over…” Jessica stopped when