Finding Us

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Authors: Megan Smith, Sommer Stein, Sarah Jones, Toski Covey
second story is mostly lined with windows. On both corners of the house are French doors that lead out to small balconies.
    I open my side of the car door and step out. The salty air invades my senses. I take a deep breath, hold it in and then release it. The sounds and smells of the ocean are calming.
    “Damn guys,” Summer says when she climbs out from the other side.
    Knox, who has already got out of the car, shrugs his shoulders, “It’s just a house.”
    I snort, Knox turns and smirks at me. Our apartment in the city feels like a shoebox compared to the house we are about to be staying in.
    Summer tilts her chin in the direction of a black Jeep sitting in the driveway in front of where Knox parked. “You didn’t tell me everyone would be here this weekend, asshole. Where are we all going to sleep?” Rex says when he opens the car door.
    Knox shrugs his shoulders again, “When aren’t they here, Rex?”
    Knox reaches back into the car to grab his cell phone then leads us up the front steps. I take a survey of all the other houses around. None are really close which is nice. They all have the same style but all different colors. It seems like the houses across the street are all lightly colored and the oceanfront properties are all brightly colored.
    Knox is unlocking the door when he turns and peers over his shoulder, “Prepare yourselves.”
    I prepared myself but not for what I hear. He pushes open the door and all we hear is music playing from somewhere in the house and a female voice moaning, “Not that hole Cade!”
    Summer elbows me and I lose it. I can’t hold the laughter back. We are crying from laughing so hard and my stomach is aching. Rex and Knox are looking at us like we have completely lost it.
    Finally, catching our breath, we straighten ourselves back up as the guys still gawk at us like we have two heads.
    “What?” I say and start busting out laughing. Damn, it feels good to laugh like this. I’ve decided to temporarily put operation ‘keep away from Knox’ on hold and just enjoy myself. It’s so nice to be out of the city and feel like I can act myself around Knox even if it is only for a little bit.
    Knox walks in the house first and calls out, “Cade!”
    We all hear Cade say, “Fuck.” Followed by a girl asking, “Who’s that?” and then Cade telling her to put her damn clothes back on and get out.
    “Cade!” Knox yells again as we close in on what I believe is the living room. I hope to God this girl is a quick dresser, I’m not really into that sort of thing.
    My eyes roam the foyer. All the walls are white but they are bare, no pictures, no nick nacks, nothing. We walk down a hallway and into a huge open-floor plan which consists of the living room, dining room and kitchen. The walls are all a lightly colored orange. In the living room there is a dark gray sectional couch with orange throw pillows piled on one side as Cade and his disheveled looking girlfriend, or whatever she is, sits on the other end. Glass end tables sit on both ends of the sectional and a glass coffee table sits in the middle of the room. A huge flat screen TV is mounted on the wall above a fireplace. The right side of the room is lined with twenty foot glass windows looking out over the ocean. The view of the ocean is incredible from where I’m standing. I walk over to the windows to get a better look of the beach.
    It’s a magnificent view.
    Someone clears their throat behind me and it startles me. I turn and Knox is giving me a knowing smile. He’s proud of their house and he has every right to be. I return his smile and peer back out towards the ocean. I could stand here and admire this view all weekend long.
    I hear shuffling and mumbling behind me but still don’t turn around. Honestly I hope it’s Cade and his girl leaving. I’ve probably lost Summer somewhere because I don’t hear her and she isn’t next to me.
    “Some view huh?” He asks.
    “Yeah, it’s beautiful.”
    “Just

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