Blake's POV
"Did you get to paint?" Tyler asks, sitting down next to me as I eat. I nod, taking a bite of food.
"That's good. What did you get to paint?" He asks, leaning forward some in his chair.
"Noah took me to the ocean and let me paint it. It was cool. Have you ever been?" I say excitedly. I can't help it; the beach is so cool.
"Yeah, I've been before." Tyler laughs a little.
"It's so cool. I love the ocean. It's so big and free."
"Yeah, it is big." Tyler sighs, leaning back in his chair. Noah brings his food and walks over to us, sitting down in the chair next to me on my left.
"Did you bring us any food, huh?" Tyler comments. Noah shrugs, taking a bite of his food.
"I'm ordering a pizza," Dylan says from the kitchen, walking towards a girl I've never seen before. I look b
