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    “ Hey, it’s Miranda.” Abigail stated. We headed over and took a seat in the sand next to her and a couple of our other friends. It was Mitchell, his sister Miranda and her girlfriend Audrey.
    “ Glad you two could make it.” Mitchell said. “Where’s that knucklehead brother of yours?”
    “ He’s up at the house with Dave.” I replied.
    “ Haha, Daaave!” Mitchell was clearly wasted. “I just watched him get beat down by some nine year old. He’s talking all this crap over the mic and this little kid is like, POW, headshot, respawn. POW, headshot, respawn. POW, headshot. It was awesome!”
    I took a sip of my beer. “Yeah, he told us. How long have you been here?”
    “ Not long.” Miranda said. “We brought in some wood pallets for them to burn. Our contribution to the cause.”
    “ So who are all these people?” Audrey asked. “I only know about half of them.”
    I just shrugged.
    “ They had flyers all over Flagler beach this morning.” Abigail stated.
    “ I wanted to go swimming all day!” Audrey exclaimed. “And it sucks because I sit by the window in most of my classes and it was so nice out.”
    “ Did I miss anything at school today?” My beer was done already and I wanted another.
    “ Nope. Most exciting thing was a fire alarm, but that’s about it.” Mitchell got up. “Beer run. Who wants what?”
    “ Heineken.” I said.
    “ Corona.” Said Abigail.
    “ Me too.” Miranda added.
    “ I wanna Bud light.” Audrey stated.
    Mitchell paused. “Really? A Bud light?”
    “ What’s wrong with that?” She asked.
    “ What are you on, a diet? Forget it. Bud Light. I’ll be back.”
    I scanned the crowd searching for Ethan, but he wasn’t here. Well I knew he was here, especially after the way Dave described him, but he wasn’t here . I hope he hasn’t left already. That would totally suck.
    Besides, Abigail, Miranda, Audrey and Mitchell were the only people I really kicked it with. There weren’t a whole lot of things I had in common with the people of Palm Coast, yet the few that I did click with made my life extremely easier.
    “ Hey, have you seen this kinda tall guy...” I made a motion with my hand to demonstrate height.
    “ Girl, you got to give us more to go on then that.” Laughed Miranda.
    “ Well if you would just let me finish.” I rolled my eyes. “Kinda tall, dark hair, really cute...”
    “ Really cute, or really cute to you, there’s a difference.” Audrey asked.
    “ What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “ Cause, you thought that one guy was cute, what’s his face.” Continued Audrey. “The one who looks like Conan O’Brien?”
    “ Jimmy!” Abigail cried out.
    “ Yeah, that’s him, Jimmy.”
    “ What are you talking about?” I demanded. “Jimmy was cute.”
    “ Jimmy peeled and ate his on scabs.” Audrey made a barf face.
    “ What? No he didn’t.” I refused to believe that.
    “ Yes he did. I was there. In Chem class.”
    “ Yeah, I saw him. I was there to.” Abigail sadly agreed.
    “ Why would he, why would anyone do something like that?” I asked.
    “ Because they dared him to do it.” Audrey exclaimed.
    “ Well that’s different then, that’s a dare.” I conceded.
    “ Are you really making excuses for him?” She asked
    Mitchell returned with an arm full of alcohol. “Ladies.” He started passing out orders, then sat back down. From his pocket, he pulled out a bunch of shot glasses and a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka. “Curtsey of Dave. He just said don’t drink it all and don’t share it with nobody but us.”
    Miranda took the bottle “I’ll pour the shots!”
    “ That still doesn’t mean he wasn’t cute though.” I whispered under my breath.”
    Miranda placed the shot glasses all in one line and began pouring, moving the bottle from one glass to the next, in rapid succession until they were all filled.
    “ Cheers!” We said in unison, then slammed it down.
    Rinse. Repeat. Rinse. Repeat. Rinse.