Sara Werthington's Story

Drew got out of his taxi, followed by his twin. He stopped and looked up at the house, narrowing his eyes. He pulled a cigarette from his pack and lit it up, slinging his pack over his shoulder he walked up, taking slow drags off of the smoke. "Beautiful house isn't it?" Lex piped up beside him, her thickly lined eyes on him, as she gave him an excited smile.

He chuckled and nodded enjoying the sweet sunshine and fresh air on his face. "Indeed twin indeed. Here.." he fished the key from his pocket keeping his cigarette balanced between his lips, "Go on and put your bags in our room... Since you just had to bring the whole wardrobe with you."
She scoffed and took the key from him, dragging her luggage all the way up to the door and testing it to see if it was locked or not.
Seeing Alexis stick the key in the door and turn the knob, he caught a brief view of the interior, before looking down at his phone. Upon no notifications he shoved it back into his pocket and would hesitate to finish approaching the house. It was the last fun summer he would remember with his friends. He wasn't that eagar to start it.

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Alexis thought a summer away from her family was going to be great. The only one she even loved being around was her brother, Drew. As the taxi that brought them to the house drove off they made their way to the house, Drew lighting up a cigarette and handed her the key to the house. She was more than egar to smoke as well, but she had her own ideas of smoking.

Unlocking the door she would slam ot shut, loudly announcing her presence to anyone that was in the house. She pulled a joint from behind her ear, that her long hair had hidden, while she had been in that stinky taxi.
Keeping it between her lips she left her suitcases by the door, and walked around, looking for someone around. When she entered the living room she saw a familiar body on the couch. "Well Well well, look who the cat dragged in." She said amuzed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yes, mother. I know, mother. Tell Henrietta that she should've come with me and she should be jealous that she's missing out." Quinn spoke into his Bluetooth as he was on his way towards the beach house now. He hit the end call button located on his radio as he continued to nod his head to Imagine Dragons 'Lightening Before Thunder' song, one that he really enjoyed and felt connected to. It wasn't until he was at a red light and the song ended that the Bluetooth notification sounded throughout his car and he hit okay, so that the automated voice could read the message out loud to him. It was a text message from his good friend, his best friend, Sara and from the sounds of it, she was the only one at the beach house right about now. Quinn grabbed his phone and started to type a reply back towards Sara now.

To: Sara
Almost there, honey bun. lol Surprise that you are the first one there. :P

After he sent the message and the light finally turned green, he made one more turn that was on the road that lead towards the beach house now. His eyes took a quick glance to the clock and he seen that it was just five minutes after three o'clock. Quinn had made it to the beach house now and drove up into the driveway and parked in front of the garage door. With a slight smirk, Quinn honked his horn, just to see what Sara was going to say whenever he entered the house.

He shut his engine off with the push of the button then got out then opened the backdoor behind the driver seat and grabbed his luggage, along with a paper bag that contained a twelve pack of beer. Quinn wheeled his luggage to the front door then dug his hand inside of his front pocket to retrieve the key as he unlocked the door with it and pushed the door forward, opening it. "Honey, I'm home!" Quinn shouted as he closed the door behind him now, forgetting to unlock it.

He left his luggage just a few inches from the door as he walked into the living room, where he heard the television and saw Sara sitting there, watching television. "Girl. I hope you are ready for a fun ass Summer." Quinn remarked as he walked into the kitchen and sat the beer down on the counter then walked back into the living room, sitting down beside Sara now and made it just in time to hear Alexis's remark towards Sara. "Yes, look at what the cat dragged in. You and your brother over there." Quinn said in defense for Sara as he leaned back on the couch now. "Can we at least try to get along for the first night, please? And where the hell is Naomi?!" Quinn spoke then shouted with emphasis about Naomi.

Naomi Padilla - location: summer beach house, outfit
Naomi sat in the back of her uber, humming along to her hype-up playlist. She was so excited for this summer,
especially getting away from her life for a while before her entire freshman year of college was about training for the Olympics. Of course, she would still have to practice this summer, but the idea was that she got to rest one final time for who knows how long.
Naomi blew a little bubble with her minty gum, satisfied with the loud pop that was produced.
The taxi pulled up to the beach house, which was anything but little. Naomi's mouth formed a little o as her uber driver hopped out and went to grab her bag for her. The got out of the car and thanked him, being sure to tip him generously. He had, after all, had to listen to her hum for the half-hour drive from the airport. Naomi wasn't exactly sure why they hadn't all traveled together, but she liked the alone time she got to think before she arrived. She wheeled her bag up to the front door to the beach house, noting that the door was already unlocked and letting herself in. She heard across the room "And where the hell is Naomi?!" coming from what sounded like Quinn's voice. She grinned and called out
"I'm here, bitches!!"
She made her way to the living room, seeing that her friends weren't in their swimsuits and were just sitting there watching tv. She grinned and took off her t-shirt, revealing a simple black bikini top underneath.
"And why the FUCK are we not already walking down to the beach? Let's go people, its SUMMER VACATION! You guys have five minutes before I'm out of here. This skin ain't gonna tan itself.'"

Alexis had started to light her joint when she heard Quinn's remark and Drew came from behind her his backpack still on his shoulder, plucked the joint from between her lips. "Not in public Lex. Stay sober for a while. It may do you good." He kindly said placing it behind his own ear when Naomi had walked in.

Alexis shot a glare over at her brother pointing to her stuff she returned his smirk. "They were all too heavy for me to finish carrying. Plus you know... The Bachelor was on TV... That lovey mush... Live for that stuff." She finger gunned him with a wink, as he rolled his eyes at her, turned around and grabbed her bags bringing them in their room.

She tucked her blonde hair behind her ear before dropping her hand beside her waist. "Fuck changing." She remarked, and before her twin could walk back into the living room and stop her she removed her black tee revealing a red lace bra. "Underwear work just as well." She muttered to herself.

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Drew tossed his bag over in the corner and threw his twins bags over on her side before crashing on his bed taking the joint from behind his ear he stared at it for a long moment. "Thats how you get a free joint." He chuckled to himself. Though he didnt light it, he did put it into his cigarette pack. It was indeed a very nice day, a good day for the beach.

"Guess i can do for a day out at the beach." He said as he threw off his shirt, and shrugged out of his jeans. Walking across the room in his boxers he dug around in his bag humming to himself, before pulling out his grey Trunks.

He took off his boxers and slipped on his trunks quickly, tightening the string around his waist. He turned to leave the room, grabbing his phone and cigarettes, putting them in his pocket and closing the room door. He made his way back to the living room, where Lex had her arms crossed over her chest and she was biting her black painted nails.

He blinked at his sisters choice in swimming garments and eyed Naomi, "Ready when you are." He flashed her a bright smile, as his sister disappeared a moment, then reappearing with an open bottle of wine in her hand.

"Someone left perfectly good wine on the counter in the kitchen... Party foul." She took a few swigs of it and then smiled sweetly at him. "I blame Quinn." She quickly said before taking a few more swigs and walking off with it, back to the kitchen Drew assumed.

"What a piece of work she is today.... Gotta be freedom from our parents..." He shot Naomi an apologetic look and shrugged.

Naomi Padilla - location: summer beach house, outfit
Naomi stood next to the door, rolling her suitcase away. She knew she would deal with it at some point, but it didn't really matter to her right now. She was prepared, with her swimsuit already on and no need for sunscreen. Her latina skin tanned quickly and easily, and it took a lot for her to burn. Her friends were all white ("weak-skinned" as she liked to call them) and seemed to turn the color of a lobster if the so much as stuck a finger into the sunlight. It made her appreciate herself in a strange way, even her skin could hold its own against those damned UV rays.
"The beach is only a five-minute walk from here, but if we really want to waste petrol we can."
As she spoke, Naomi turned and began to walk out the door. The had always been one of the most independent in the group. Her friends seemed to pair off, creating little inter-friendships within the group. She had never really done that, and though sometimes she wished she could have a best friend (or dare she say, lover?) It got lonely sometimes. She didn't really speak to her parents about her personal life, and sometimes she wished she just had someone to confide in. Sure, she could talk to her friends if she really wanted to, but she knew that if she told one of them it would probably make its way around the group before she could blink. Even if she just had someone to talk to about her dad, she would be happy.
She was always worried that maybe she had a condition or something. Possibly depression or borderline personality disorder. She could joke and laugh, and that was the person her friends knew. But she could also crash and burn, and feel true sadness that made her cry herself to sleep for weeks on end. Maybe that was why she loved swimming so much, it was able to wash her tears away (along with any terrible feelings she had) and give her a way to push herself to the limit. People underestimated how difficult swimming really was.
Before she graduated, Naomi would wake up at 4:30 am and train until school, then go immediately back to practice when school was over and train until 9:00 pm. It was rigorous, and sometimes she didn't even touch water. This intense training had given her a beautiful, toned body, and she knew how to use it.