After my encounter with Nikita, I told Mr. Alton. He sounded really happy to hear this, but worried.
“You can’t mess this up.” He said.
I nodded. “I know.” This was probably the only chance I would ever get to tell her everything. How I felt… how I feel…
When Saturday finally came, I was all over the place. At four thirty, I left for my car in my jeans, an undershirt and a button up shirt that was completely unbuttoned.
The beach wasn’t far, it was just a ten minute drive but I left early anyway.
When I got there, I took my Nikes and socks off and left them in my car. The sand was nice and warm, but not burning hot like it was around noon.
Since I was early, I decided to walk around.
A little while later, I looked at my watch, it was four forty-five. Wow, was time going slow.
But
