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9| Surf
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As she walked down the beach she looked for him but didn't see him anywhere, that was until her eyes found him in the waves.
He was surfing along the ocean a song attached to his surfboard, his movements flawless and perfect. She swore he saw her before she ducked her head and continued walking.
She would stop every now and again to see him rip through the water with his blue surfboard, his hair wet with salt and his fingertips blue with cold.
She stood still for a moment just watching his movements before she walked back the way she came, blushing like a tomatoe. The ocean laughed silently at the two lovestruck kids.
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