"Why am I going again?" Logan ask yet again. I have no idea why Jane ask me to take him. I thought she wanted to spend some alone time with me but I guess she has other plans. "Who knows just get ready" I shout from the bathroom as I finish getting ready. "Bro I think she finally realizes it's me she wants. I can't blame her I am a better catch than you. Have you seen this eyes? Blue is way better than green" he says from the room. I can't help but laugh at my best friend he is something else. If it was any one else I would be kicking their ass right now but I know he is just messing with me besides everyone knows that green is better than blue. "Keep dreaming my girl is way to smart to fall for you" I spray some cologne on. I look in the mirror there isn't much I can do with my hair so I just finger comb it back. "I don't know about that if she is with you" he shouts back. I walk out the bathroom "Ha ha funny" I punch him on his arm as I walk pass him. "Let's go" I reach for my keys. I haven't seen Jane in a few days and I need my fix. I slide my sun glasses on and walk out at this point I really don't care if Logan is behind me or not. "In a hurry aren't we?" he ask as he climbs into the car. "You have no idea" I drive off.
It only takes me about 20 minutes to get to the beach which isn't bad at all usually it would take about half in hour if there is no traffic. "FYI I'm driving back I actually don't feel like dying today" Logan says from the passenger seat. "Shut up pussy" I throw him the keys while a laugh at him. I don't care if he drives back I was in a hurry to get here. Damn, I should of asked Jane where exactly we were going to meet up . I'm exactly on time which is a miracle considering Logan took for ever to get ready sometimes he can be worst than a girl. Jane should be here by now. "So where is she?" Logan ask as we get out the car. I shrug my shoulders "I have no idea we have to go look for her".
I walk towards the beach with Logan right behind me. It's so fucking hot I don't know how people can live here it's to hot. I'm wearing a white V-neck shirt with cargo shorts and I feel like I'm dying. Maybe it's just the New Yorker in me but I can't deal. "Fuck this" Logan takes off his shirt and wraps it around his neck "it's too fucking hot". I nod my head in agreement it is to fucking hot. "Isn't that her?" he points behind me. I turn my head and spot Jane with all her glory looking like an angel in white.