FPE beach

Yeah, keep telling yourselves that. *turns and swims further out*

*Miss Emily huffs* Jerk.

*stops swimming and calls back* At least I'm not a fake.

Miss Circle: *Eating Oreos* Miss Thavel and Miss Bloomie: *Reading under an umbrella* Mister Compass: *Trying to impress Miss Circle, but keeps failing* Mister Demi: *Looking at Miss Sasha, drooling* Miss Sasha: *Walking on the shore* Oliver, Edward, and Zip: *building the tallest sand castle they can make* Chip: *Eating sand* Abbie and Lana: *digging a hole in the sand* Engel and Claire: *splashing each other with water* Alice: *staring at Claire* Miss Grace and Miss Emily: *talking to each other*

bob: *inside the sand* **sand feels nice**

Bob: *Bob feels the sand around him. He feels safe and comfortable in the sand. He is not sure if he wants to come out yet. He is enjoying the feeling of the sand on his skin. He is also enjoying the feeling of the sand on his face. He is thinking about how he should come out of the sand, but he is also thinking about how he should stay in the sand. He is thinking about how he should tell his friends about his experience in the sand, but he is also thinking about how he should keep it a secret. He is thinking about how he should tell his parents about his experience in the sand, but he is also thinking about how he should tell his teachers about his experience in the sand. He is thinking about how he should tell his classmates about his experience in the sand, but he is also thinking about how he should tell his friends about his experience in the sand. He is thinking about how he should tell his girlfriend about his experience in the sand, but he is also thinking about how he should tell his boyfriend about his experience in the sand. He is thinking about how he should tell his parents about his experience in the sand, but he is also thinking about how he should tell his teachers about his experience in the

*Miss Grace sighs* Let's find Chip some real snacks, okay? *Oliver and Edward exchange triumphant glances behind her back*

chip: yeah like poop!

*Everyone freezes* CHIP!

*Miss Grace sighs* Let's find Chip some real snacks, okay? *Oliver and Edward exchange triumphant glances behind her back*

chip: yeah like poop!

*Edward smirks* Maybe we won't tell... for a price.

Zip: (looks at her with a dreamy look on his face) I wonder what she's dreaming about. Edward: (looks at Zip) You think she'll like us? Oliver: (looks at Edward) Of course she will, we're all very charming.

*drops down*

Miss Grace: You know, I think he's really hot when he does that...

*lowers my glasses and looks at her* WHAT

*Miss Thavel and Miss Bloomie are staring at him with a look of disgust on their faces*