Tryin' out the beach scene. [O P E N !]

[mew]

is it still me who m a k e s you sweat ?
- - - - - - I'VE GOT MORE WIT , A BETTER KISS, A HOTTER TOUCH, A BETTER FUCK THAN ANY BOY YOU'LL EVER MEET , SWEETIE YOU HAD ME- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

The last few days had been hot. But not regular hot, like seriously burn-your-skin-hot. How the hell did Nick agree to living here? It was the babes, at the time. That had been the only deciding answer, Hawaii should be filled with party girls, walking around in clad bikini's. Why else would he willingly move to such a hot place? The sand that he stood upon burned him, so he decided to quickly walk. He wanted a nice view of the place, his towel in one hand and a small backpack with the essentials in the other. He might as well make the most of the weather, his pale complexion sure could use a tan.

A lot of people were at the beach today, the boy was having difficulty finding a good spot to set up. Eventually though, he found a nice spot against the boardwalk. Far from the water, but with a great sight of everything and everyone. Honestly, the boy stood out from the regulars. They were all tanned, and didn't exactly represent the same style as himself.

It made him a little nervous, but he just pulled out his crazy towel and laid it on the ground anyway. Ripping off his t shirt he laid it next to his backpack. He felt pretty confident wearing his favorite board shorts, it was mainly the pattern they had. Black, and white. He pulled a pair of sunglasses out and placed them on. They were the kind that allowed you to see out; but did a good job of hiding where exactly you were looking.

His ipod was ripped from it's resting place and turned on high, as he stared out at the busy people. Some girls were tanning whilst others were splashing around in the water. He smiled, sighing and flopping down onto his blanket, a day with very few interruptions.
talking talking talking
other person talking

So testosterone b o y s And harlequin girls ,
- - - - - - - - WILL YOU DANCE TO THIS BEAT , AND HOLD A LOVER CLOSE? - - - - - - - - - - -

THIS POST WAS WRITTEN FOR » Open.
THERE ARE THIS MANY WORDS »idk~
THE LYRICS ARE FROM » Lyings the most fun - Panic! at the disco.
THEY ARE WEARING » here
THESE ARE MY LAST WORDS » I'm pretty new to this kinda roleplay, sorry. :S
CREDIT GOES TO » carolyn at caution.