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~ CaSarra ~

 I walked alongside the shore.. collecting more sand with every step. The soothing water washed some away but as I walked further... the more my barefeet weren't visible.. too much sand. I came here to escape my reality... my life.. my everything. The beach was like a second home to me... peaceful and inviting. I confided all my pain and anguish to the rocks... let my problems fly away with the seagulls and let the sand balance me in my uneven life.

The nights here in Italy were cold. Chilly winds ruled the territory out here. But I pursued on walking. At times I was always the only one out on the beach at this time of night... so I roamed freely with no hesitation. The sun was setting and I was privileged enough to be one of the ones to view it. I swung my sandals around my fingers and continued walking... humming Jay Z's "Jigga." I am and always was a Rap and R&B kinda gal.

As I walked further I realized that I was reaching closer and closer to the condo complex that my parents owned. I was allowed to come visit their Italian Villa anytime I wanted. Like I said before.. they are very loving parents.

I decided to walk further into the sand and stop walking the shoreline for awhile.... but before I walked any further.. I heard sniffling. As if someone was crying. I knew what that felt like... maybe knew it too well. When I approached the sobbing figure... he lifted his head up in alarm.

"Hey.. it's ok... I'm not dangerous or anything.. haha" I chuckled. The person looked me over carefully.. if not believing what I just told him of my not being dangerous. I looked him over as well...he was striking in everyway. Wild outgrown hair tossled about on top of his head. A leopard hat laid unworn beside him and his attire was stand-outtish.. yet had a classy look on their own. His face features couldn't be seen too clearly but I knew all in all.. he was a very good looking man. He quickly whipped away his tears and stared at me... I didn't know why. But I just assumed he wanted to grief or cry in peace. I shifted my way a little to the side to walk pass him but turned around. By this time.. this strange man was staring out into the ocean.

"You know.. I don't know you... who you are.. or where you come from.. but I guess we have things in common. The beach seems to be a shoulder that we can cry on.." I smiled. He turned slowly to look at me.. this time with more soft eyes.. a more gentle approach. I smiled at him one last time and made my way back home.

The further I walked.. the more chilly it got. Luckily.. I got home before I froze to death. I walked down the hall of the condos and heard loud screaming. Not in fright or fear.. but just in victory and defeat. I stopped slowly and listened for a bit.

"I beat you!! I beat you!!" a voice chanted.

"Yeah.. Yeah.. whatever Frack.. I let you win.." another voice interrupted.

Something was southern about the second voice. I shook off the eerie feeling and turned to unlock my door. Unfortunately I lived in a condo across from where the voices were staying. I walked further into our home and turned on the lights. It was quiet.... the only sound to be heard was the crashing of tha waves outside below the balcony. I set my keys down and headed towards there. Leaning against the rail.. I drew in a deep breath and just stared above me.

"Starry.." I grinned to myself. When I was younger.. my parents used to always tell me that people who passed away and wanted to see their family or friends at all times become stars. That way.. everytime their families look up.. they know exactly where they are. I wondered to myself if that was true and continued staring for a little while longer.

I finally came back to my senses and went back in, closing the balcony door behind me. After showering and changing into more comfy clothes.. I laid in my bed. Thoughts of my parents came to mind. This was like a ritual for me everynight. I can't sleep a wink without thinking about my parents first. Getting bored of just lying there.. I glanced over at the clock and noticed it was only 9:30pm. I hauled myself out of bed and stumbled back outside into the main room.

"Damn.. I can't sleep... again.." I mumbled to myself as I plopped down on the couch. An idea suddenly popped into my head and I headed off to get dressed. Coming out with tight flared leisure pants and an elbow sleeved knit shirt.. I grabbed my car keys and headed out. As I turned my back to lock my door..

"Hi!.." a cheerful voice greeted me. I turned around.

"Hey.. wassup?" I asked in return with a smile. The guy was about my age.. but definitely taller than my 5'9 frame. He had his blonde hair tucked away in a backwards cap and he bared his adorable face and blue eyes to be admired.

"Nothin' much.. Brian just kicked me out of the room cause I kicked his ass in MarioKart" he grinned. "I'm Nick by the way.." he added with a hand stuck out for me to shake.

"CaSarra.. nice to meet you Nick" I smiled back. "Are you guys just visiting or something cause you don't look like your from around here" I asked.

"Yup.. we're vacationing from tour.. I mean.. just vacationing.." he said with a cheesy grin. I chuckled and nodded.

"Well.. I gotta get goin' now.. I guess I'll see you around Nick.." I said and waved to him before I went out the main entrance door.

I spotted my car right next to a nice Prowler.. obviously an American car. I jumped into my Italian car.. a Ferarri and sped off to my destination.. La Cafe' near the end of tha beach. I though it was too cold to walk there so I drove instead. I parked in an empty spot and got out. The cafe' was nearly empty since it was so late. Sitting near the garden of the cafe', I observed my surroundings.

Not much was there except a few empty tables and light poles. I gave the waiter my order of a cappucino and sat around tapping my manicured really dark red on the glass table. As I continued waiting.. I heard someone sipping a drink or whatever refreshment they were consuming.

I turned around behind me and looked around. To the very far back and right I saw.. him. The man who was crying on the beach. I didn't want to stare so I turned back around and my drink was set down in front of me. I held my drink up to the tips of my lips and sipped slowly.. being careful not to spill anything and make an ass out of myself.

When my cup was finally empty, my watch read 10:15pm. I got up and laid my money on the table along with a tip. I wanted to look back and see if he was still there.. but finally decided against it. I saw no use in doing so. I got back into my car and hoped that when I got back home.. sleep would finally come.

~ AJ~

 I watched her every move. She was a fascinating creature that has caught my every attention. She talked to me on the beach.. but I couldn't do anything but stare. We ran into each other again and still I had no guts to go and talk to her.

When she turned around.. I finally caught a lighted glimpse of the masterpiece known as her face. She had features of... I think two cultures. High arched eyebrows that defined her face and eyes really well. Full and pouty lips glimmered in the light. The twinkling of her grey eyes whenever she blinked or moved was hypnotizing. Her layered hair framed her face perfectly... truly a work of art.

I sat and looked at her every once in a while.. but too.. emotional to actually feel lust towards her. As much as I lust for women.. this would be very strange and different from my nature. I guess my break-up with Christina was also a reason. Two years.... can you imagine it? Two years. She finally confessed that she wanted me for the fame and fortune. Not for who I am and the love I offered to her.... mind.. body.. soul.. and all of my heart. Women. I can't figure them out sometimes.

After all my thinking I heard a screeching of a chair against the concrete floor and looked up. She was leaving.. I contemplated time and time again.. whether or not if I should go and talk to her. Instead.. I watched her beautiful body inch farther and farther away from me. When she was finally out of sight and in her car, I got up and paid for my 3 coffees.

As I got back to the condos, Nick and Brian were still at it with each other in MarioKart and Kevin and Howie went clubbing.

"Where ya been Bone? We were gettin' worried man.." Brian said as I walked in the door. I simply grinned.

"Out... thinkin'" I stated.

"It's been 2 months Bone.. let it go.. she told you what she was really after.. you deserve better.." Brian reasoned.

"Yeah.. I know 'Rok.. G'night" I said as I headed off into my room.

As I closed the door I overheard Brian saying, "He hasn't been the same lately.. I'm really worried man.. he has never been like this over a girl."

I guess he's right... my relationships with the girls in the past never lasted into the next month.. but with Christina it was different. I thought she actually loved me. I sighed deeply.. hoping it would make me feel better, but like usual, it never does. I changed and sat down on the edge of my bed..... I thought vacationing was actually going to help me. But the memories flooded back into my mind and I leaned back into the bed and forced my eyes closed. Sleep never comes unless I force it too......

I heard bustling in my room and fluttered my eyes open. I sat up and searched for where the noise was coming from. I looked around and saw Brian in my closet searching through my bag.

"What in the world are you doing in my bag 'Rok?" I asked rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

"Lookin' for my shirt I let you borrow..." he replied under the muffling noise.

"You mean the Gucci grey one?" I asked while watching him continue searching for his beloved shirt. He turned around quickly with a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Yeah.. that one.. where is it Bone?"

"Weeelllll.. ya seee.. I kinda forgot it.." I said trying to avoid his eyes.

"Where did you forget it?" he asked standing completley straight now.

"Rome" I said and tried to smile at him. But all I got in return were yells and hollers about the shirt and my irresponsibility.

He finally stopped fuming and breathed in and out slowly. "Ok.. nevermind about the shirt.. I guess I can get another one today or something.." he trailed off and walked out of my door. I rolled my eyes at his quick change of attitude and got up to get dressed. As I was about to open my door to get out, Nick poked his head in with a grin.

"Move Nickay.." I joked.

"Don't call me that!!" he whined. I laughed at him and pushed my way out the door.

As I walked into the living room, the scene was hilarious. Kevin had bags under his eyes and was slouched down on the couch staring at the muted T.V. Howie, on the other hand, who was next to him was just as tacky but looked like he was trying to get over his hangover from the night before.

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