I remember the first time I ever went to the beach. I was about five. Mom was having a good day. She drove us to the beach and we had a bunch of snacks and soft drinks. The second my feet touched the sand I felt home. It was like the ocean was telling me;
"I am going to make this place your home".
I never wanted to leave.
My feet touched the water and I gasped in delight.
I looked back at Skye and he was just looking at me. He was always more cautious. He always thought everything things through before he acted.
I looked at the water and I saw a surfer. It was a girl in her teens. I watched as she rode the wave. She disappeared into the tunnel and came out the other end.
I wanted to be her.
If anyone ever asked me what my favorite memory was, I would tell them of that moment. The best day of my entire life.
I have been struggling with something.
Who am I really?
Am I the blonde McKenzie who was a championship Tennis Player, a Semi-Pro Surfer, who dated Brian Montgomery, who had allot of friends; or am I the McKenzie who wears weird clothes, who wears allot of make-up outside of school, whose hair is totally messed up from trying to dye and cut it myself?
Who am I?
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Being McKenzie Prince ✔
Teen FictionMcKenzie Prince has been called many things in her life. Being labelled as a pathological liar and 'trailer trash' were the ones that seemed to stick. She desperately tries to find her place amongst exes, old enemies, new enemies and her own fami...