The sun blinds me as my dad drives down the highway. I always looked forward to our summer vacation at the beach house. It was good release for me since my jerk boyfriend broke up with me. The reason was I wasn't as cute as the new girl he decided to date. A real class act, I know. My brother was busy playing video games on his portable console. He wasn't much younger than me, but he hasn't had a girlfriend yet. I guess there was no rush. I should realize how relationships go south in a second. "Are you excited for the beach?" My mother chirped. "Yeah." I tried to sound as neutral as I could. The excitement couldn't be contained even with my best efforts. I couldn't help but smile. I was really looking forward to this. If my mom didn't have too many preplanned activities that is. I really just enjoyed staying on the beach and visiting the nearby town. All while scoping out the cute boys. I didn't have a boyfriend anymore so why not find someone down here. Long distance probably wouldn't work to be honest. 

Scratch that idea. I pictured a line going through the word boys. I scrunched up my face as the thought of my ex flashed through my mind.  "You okay?" My brother asked. He actually sounded concerned. "Yeah. I am." I replied as quick as I could. "Good, you don't want your face stuck like that. He said in his iconic mocking tone. I stick my tongue out at him. His favorite thing was to annoy me. I swear, it had to be. "Don't fight you two." My mom chimed in. I sighed and turned to look out the car window. The sun was beginning to set on the horizon. It was beautiful. I wish we had gotten here earlier so I could enjoy more of the day. At least we were going to stay a full month. With college coming up next semester my family wanted to spend as much time together as possible. I applied to plenty of different colleges and I got into every single one.

I was pretty proud of myself for that. We were finally nearing the beachside town. Pulling up into the driveway I was intoixcated with the smell of ocean air. "Alright everyone, we're here." My dad announced like we haven't been here a million times. Well maybe not that many, but still. I pulled my hair out of my ponytail I had set in, and let it hang down my back. The auburn color of it glistening in the sun. I was sometimes made fun of for being a red head when I was younger, but it didn't bother me anymore. My dad was already unloading things out of the back. He set my pink suitcase on the ground. Then my brother got out his banged up one with the scuff marks on it. I always wondered why he didn't get a new one. He always shrugged it off when I mentioned it. It didn't matter anyways. His choice.