"How old are you?" Alice asked as she walked with Jasper out to the end of the pier.
"Eighteen." He answered, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Really? Well, I'm only fifteen, but I'll be sixteen at the end of October." She informed him, then began to skip. He stood still, halfway to the end of the long pier, and watched her, awed. He'd never met a girl like her before. She turned to look at him, also stopping, a few feet away.
"Well, come on!" she called back to him, then started skipping again.
Aw, what the hell. He thought, then followed her, laughing as he skipped. They sat down, side kwa side,...
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