 Evil Hungry Angst Vampire
Cassadee spit out his finger - gross! It tasted just like her mom's hair gel, only in a stronger concentrate, since she had only licked the bottle quickly for a dare. She got up on her feet, and crossed her arms again. "You're supposed to help me with smooshing my castle. Then making another one." She replied, very s-l-o-w-l-y, as if it should have been obvious. And well, it should have! When you destroyed a sand castle, it was tradition that you smooshed it flat and then made a new one, then smooshed it flat and then - well, you got the idea.
"Well? If you don't help me, I'll bite your hair off." Cassadee threatened, looking over the boy who was sprawled on the sand, spitting out sand from his mouth. He had perfect hair like her mum's, blonde that was styled with too many hair sprays, gels, and so on.
Gasp! Was he a girl?!
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