2d Plastic Beach Novels & Stories

The sky is a beautiful shade of blue, the breeze carrying the salty scent of the sea across the warm golden sand. I put on my lemon 2 piece today made up of high waisted boy shorts and a bikini top with a little frill on the shoulder straps, added my white sarong and sun hat, my stunning gold frame purple lens sun glasses and my cute white strappy sandles decorated with pretty daisy's to top off my perfect beach vibes look. I feel like I've just walked right out of a film, my blonde locks are flowing down my back in loose curls that dance around in the warm breeze.

I did my makeup and added my new dark red lipstick to finish it off and curled and sprayed my hair into beaves waves. We finally headed to the beach that had been partitioned off for the party, there were already loads of people filling the area with music wafting from big black speakers, people were drinking from their red plastic cups and dancing while loads were chatting away It was crowded as far as the eye could see. We looked over to see a large marquee, it was black with all side down except from the front where you could see the makeshift bars where drinks were being served. The black marquee and the beach were lit up brightly with large lanterns and dotted around were tall tiki torc

I turned back to the game. Eventually, I handed the ball off, ignoring the chorus of groans when I said I had to go. One kid gave me a high five. Another offered me a seashell. I pocketed it without thinking. Sadie had drifted down the shore. She was standing near a little booth where an old couple sat under a faded parasol. One was sketching beach scenes in soft pastels. The other shaped handmade sandals from rubber and woven rope. There was something oddly quiet about the setup—no one was pushing sales. Just art, made slowly.

I feel like am top of the world Twen cackled loudly "Hahahaha yes you are at the top of the world' I chuckled along "I can see the beach. I can see the beach" he started moving excitedly on my arme "Twen don't move so much, you'll fall down I said holding him tightly We reached the beach. It had remained same as my memories. The long expanse of bluish green, the white waves hitting the sharp edged rocks and the foamy white water covering the golden sand in the shore. There were several people who were sun bathing, I could ase see kids playing in the water, I saw a small troupe o

True to Caesar's words, the beach house was really only a couple of walks away from where we were, and the plankton can still be clearly seen. The beach house was small, but it was enough for two to three people. It is a single-story beach house that is made of harder wood that seems to be able to withstand any elements. It has two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a dining room. It also has a veranda where Caesar and I decided to stay while we drank our beers and watched the plankton. We sat side by side on a wooden chair. The beers, chips, pizza, and some other foods were set on the wooden table in front of us.

The beach was a dream and I was totally in love and I just knew I would be back again and I totally understood the reason behind the whole world wanting to come there. Soft sand, the gentle sea, warm air brushing along our skin. The kids ran around barefoot, soaking it all in. Amelia was in a pink beach shorts and a cute little top and so was Andrew with white and blue stripped shorts. They looked so happy…I couldn’t help but take pictures for the sake of memories. Elijah laid on a towel, still careful with his position. I sat beside him watching the twins try to build something between a castle and a shapeless pancake.

She was extremely pleased that it was warm and soft, she closed her eyes and started to giggle. Shawn was just staring at her getting amused at her reactions. She was like a little kid. “First time?” He chuckled Pru rolled her eyes at him “Duh! No! I was just appreciating the sand! It’s so fine unlike the sand in other beaches I’ve been to.” “Yep. We made these sand from organic, sustainable and biodegradable material. Thus, it needs to be refilled regularly. Also, if some fell into the ocean, it won’t harm the environment.” Shawn explained.

Ben narrowed his eyes but relaxed as Dana nudged him shaking her head. “There’s fireworks on the beach today at 10pm.” One of the vendors chatted as Dana was looking through his stall. Dana bought 2 pocket mirrors. It was unique as the mirror casing was a clam shell which opened to show a mirror with its outer border decorated with seashells. “Take 3.” Ben suggested, he knew who the two were for…. but Sarah would feel left out. Dana bit her tongue closing her eye and quickly picked another and mouthed a thank you gesture.

“You will survive a few hours longer without knowing. Stop interrogating me and I’ll let you control the music.” And, well, that’s a hell of a selling point. Traffic is decidedly not good, and three hours later they’re driving through a gate and down a very long, private road through some coastal scrub that culminates in... A house. Specifically, a beach house, a two-story that’s been painted ocean blue and white on stilts with wraparound porches and bright windows on all sides. It’s a beach house beach house, with sand dunes and sea oats on each side and a short walk down to the shoreline.

He finished, “Let me give him a call and see what details we have as of now. Can I put on a movie for you?” I nodded, settling in front of a gigantic wide screen television while sinking into the cushy couch as he left the room to use his cellphone. All around me were beach-themed items, such as sparkling shells displayed on marble shelves. Dolphin and shark statues rested on stands, intricately carved from obsidian and other expensive stone.