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The Journey Callie scuffed up her old Converse trainers along the laminated wooden floor, as she made her way down the steep carpet stairs. "Hurry up Callie

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The Journey Callie scuffed up her old Converse trainers along the laminated wooden floor, as she made her way down the steep carpet stairs. "Hurry up Callie, we won't get there on time" she heart the stern voice of her mother shout from the front. Callie bluntly rolled her eyes as she reached the bottom of the stairs and swung her bag over her shoulder. She walked straight out the door and her family, who were now sat in the car waiting for her. Every single year her parents would drag her and her younger brother , Harry down to her Grandma's house in Bournemouth. She really, really didn't like going. She thought it was just a stupid waste of time! It was the time of year Callie would always dread, the only thing Callie enjoyed there, was the beach. "Thank you Miss Callie, for finally gracing us with your presence." Callies dad smirked sarcastically. Callie simply ignored his comment and carried on clambering into the back of the car, and sat next to Harry. "Okay, can you just drive fast? So we can get this over and done with." ...read more.

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"Err, excuse me" Callie heard a low, husky voice come from behind her. Callie immediately spun hear head around and met eyes with pair of dark brown eyes. "Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you when you are reading" the guy said shyly. "Oh, don't worry, it's not your fault" Callie smiled up at him which indicated that she had forgiven him. She patted her towel as if to tell him to sit down next to her. He immediately did so, and carried on with what he was going to say. "Well, I was just wondering, because you look really familiar. Do you live anywhere near Bristol?" he asked giggling slightly. "Oh right, that's cool. Yeah, I live in Bristol. Do you?" she replied, surprised. "Yeah, that's why you might look so familiar. I'm Doug by the way." he said holding out his hand. "I'm Callie" she shook his hand as they smiled at each other. "So do you come here often?" Doug asked. "Nope, I'm just visiting my Grandma here for the weekend. I find it quite boring, so I always come to the beach. What about you?" "I'm just here for the week as well with my parents. ...read more.

Conclusion

"Hey mum, what? Mum...that's not fair...I know...fine, whatever. Bye" Callie hung the phone up and put it back into her jeans pocket. She looked up at Doug who was looking back at her. "I'm sorry, I have to go. My mums being a pain and saying she has to go back home. Something to do with work" Callie shrugged, saddened by the news she had just received from her mum. "It's okay. I'm sure we'll meet up again in Bristol. If that's okay" Doug replied smiling. "For sure!" she giggled, giving him a friendly hug. Callie walked back to her Grandma's house once again. She arrived back and saw that her parents had already packed up the car. Their car full with suitcases and other random stuff. Callie quickly ran inside to say goodbye to her Grandma. She quickly got into the car and put on her seat belt, and peered out of the now rainy window. She gave a small smile to herself as she was thinking back the whole trip down to Bournemouth. It had to be the best one yet and she was sure she was going to see Doug again. Maybe next year will be the same and won't be so bad as well after all. The End By Sophie Costa ?? ?? ?? ?? ...read more.

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