The bright sun of mid-July shining above the houses and making the surface of the sea glint. Leaves dancing with the summer breeze. I feel the warm sun on my skin on a sunny morning. I absolutely love these kinds of days. But that's not it, I also like to swim and fortunately we live very close to the beach.

We've been living near the beach since I was born. I haven't been to a lot of places since my younger sister was born. The last time I visited another place with my family was when I was four years old, so I don't remember that much. My sister is thirteen years old, four years younger than me. She turned thirteen last May and since that day she became really bossy and snob, she's always ordering mum to buy her things she doesn't even need. That is one difference between me and my sister: I never order mum to buy me anything. If I want something, I save money and buy it myself; it's what I did for my car.

Our dad works as a doctor at the 'Sharp Coronado Community Pharmacy' from the early morning and he gets back home in the evening. I work from Monday to Thursday at 'Yummy Sushi' from 4pm till 9:30pm. Usually in the early morning I go for a walk at the beach, then, I go to the 'Family Gym and Spa' with my sister Jennis and mum from 8:30am till 9:30am, and then, I go to swim at the beach. Sometimes I also spend some free time at the Star Park and listen to my iPod or read a book. My sister would go shopping when she finds some free time, which is almost every time she's not at home or at the beach. I also go shopping but not as much as my sister of course.

It was Friday and almost every Friday I meet my two best friends at Kayla's house – one of my two best friends. I've known Kayla since we were six years old. We practically grew up together and we know everything about each other. Kayla has long, blonde, wavy hair and her eyes are light blue. She is very thin and about a year ago she had to take medical treatment for bulimia after she collapsed at school. Kayla has an older brother who works as a police officer and has a girlfriend who works as a banker. Kayla lives with her mum who works as a secretary. Kayla's parents divorced when she was ten years old. I remember her telling me how horrible she felt.

My other best friend is Victoria. She moved to town three years ago with her adoptive parents. Her biological parents died when she was five. Victoria is copper-skinned, unlike her adoptive parents. Her hair is black, and it's usually braided and tied up. Her eyes are dark brown.

My other best friend is Victoria. She moved to town three years ago with her adoptive parents. Her biological parents died when she was five. Victoria is copper-skinned, unlike her adoptive parents. Her hair is black, and it's usually braided and tied up. Her eyes are dark brown.

Kayla and I met Victoria at school; we all had English class together. The three of us became close friends during the first summer after Victoria moved to town. From that time, we always kept each other's back.

On that Friday morning we made some popcorn and watched a comedy movie called "Life as We Know It". When we watch a movie at home we always talk about something even if it's not about the movie.

"So Lana," Kayla began. "Have you seen Cody this week?" Cody is a guy who I have had a crush on since we were eleven but I've never had the courage to talk to him. He had three girlfriends as far as I've known him and I never had a boyfriend. During the summer he's most likely to be found surfing at the beach. I could spend the whole time watch him surf and I'll never get bored. When we are around people we use the name 'Marvin' – which means "Friend of the Sea" – as a code name between us.

"I saw him surfing yesterday and Tuesday," I said smiling.

"Wooooohoooo, what was he wearing yesterday?" Victoria asked.

"Well, you know, the usual blue boxer swimwear that matches his eyes," I said. "I love it when he runs his hand through his blonde hair."

"You should talk to him," Kayla said. "After all these years you have to do something."

"What if he doesn't like me?"

"Stop worrying about that. We could give you a make-over if you want." Victoria said.

"I can't talk to him."

"Fine, than I will." said Kayla.

"What?" I asked stunned.

"In the afternoon we're going to the beach and I will talk to Cody if you don't," said Kayla.

"I agree," Victoria said. "If you don't talk to him today you never will."