James Hale ~ 17
Description: Long, straight, black hair and bright blue eyes, with tan skin and a toned, muscular body from working out. He lives in swim shorts and open shirts, and has a mole below his right eye.
About: James grew up about a mile from the beach, with his mother and two older sisters. His dad left when he was just a baby, so he is the only guy in his house. He doesn't mind much though, he's hardly ever home anyway. A few years ago, he dated Aurora, and before that they were best friends, but now the two hardly ever talk, which is awkward because they both enjoy the same things.
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James sat outside the beach café in one of the brightly coloured plastic chairs, with a berry smoothie in hand. He smiled a little as he looked out over the sands, draining the last of his drink and enjoying the sweet taste it left on his tongue.
The cool sea breeze blew out over the shore toward him, making his open, green check shirt flap aside, exposing more of his taught stomach and chest and making him shiver a little despite the warm sun that still beat down as it set.
A little way off, he could see a little cluster of people talking. He'd heard that there were a few new girls in town, and found himself wondering if any of them were good looking. With a soft laugh, he stood and walked over to the trash can, tossing in his empty cup before heading off down the beach.













