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The warm sand squished between Alison's toes as she lazily walked down the beach, searching for the right spot to lay down. The beach was crowded today, and she wanted to find a place free of people where she could just relax. After walking down the beach a few feet away from the crowd, she found a perfect spot close to an emtpy volleyball net.

Ali looked around and smiled, "Perfect." She reached in her bag and lifted out her towel, and spread it across the sand. She streched out on the towel and let the sun tan her skin.

Heather had taken off on her own as soon as Ali parked the blazer. Ali was off to relax, and Heather needed some action. She spotted a jet-ski rental and made a bee line twards the docks.

Business must have been slow, all the jet-skiis were waiting in the calm waters. Heather found the perfect machine, and was quickly out on the water.

"Beaches are cool....Beaches are neat....I wanna be a lifegruard sittin' on that seat...."

JC sighed as he seached for an empty spot in the parking lot. Chris, Justin, and Joey had found out about the road trip, and invited themselves along. Through out the ride, Chris and Justin were annoying JC by making up cheesy songs.

"Beaches are cool....Beaches are neat....I hope we can find a parkin' spot so I can get out of my seat..."

"Chris!! Would you shut up! Your songs annoy me!" JC sighed and turned into an empty spot. "Finally."

"FINALLY! Geez...this place is packed!" Justin cried as he jumped out of the car quickly. "Who's gonna find some ladies with me?"

"I'm IN!" Joey snatched his bag from the back took off with Justin.

"Jet-skiing..." Lance muttered and left in search of the rental area.

"Awe, I wanted to play volleyball!" Chris pouted. "Oh well, JC? Wanna play catch?" Chris threw a football in his direction.

"Okay."

Heather laughed as she sped through the water freely. She left far beyond the beach in search of someplace intresting, only to find more packed beaches and waters full of boats. She could spot another jet-ski out of the corner of her eye traveling rather close to hers. She glanced over noticing the blonde on the watercraft pass her by.

"Oooh no you dont!" She pressed the throttle down farther and took off in pursuit of the jet-ski.

"JC! I FOUND A SPOT!" Chris called out as the threw his towel to the ground waved JC over.

"There's no one here."

"Thats the point. Unless you want to hit some people when you miss a catch." Chris threw the ball over to JC.

"I never drop, or miss the catch." JC caught it and quickly returned to Chris. "I think your lookin' in the mirror." JC laughed.

"Oh really?" JC nodded and laughed harder. "Okay then, Mr. Smarty-Pants. Go long."

JC did as he was told and jogged twards the crowded beach, as Chris threw him a long pass. It whizzed over JC's head and ended up hitting a girl behind him.

"OUCH!!!" Alison rubbed her head after the forgein object bounced off her head. "Awe geez..." "Oh my gosh! Are you Okay? I'm soo sorry about that!" A tall man with dark hair ran twards her. "My friend threw it too far.."

Alison cut him off. "Its okay. I'll survive. I might have a bump, but I'll be alright." She reached over to grab the football next to her towel. "Here, You might want this back." Alison took this chance to look at the man. She looked up and found his eyes...

Her face paled.

The same blue eyes. The same face, the same hair.

JC leaned down and accepted the ball, and his breath was caught in his throat when he finally looked at her face.

The same eyes, The same body, same hair.

It was her.

The girl from his dream that bothered his every sleeping moment.