Miss Independence

'Murica.

I'm sorry my lovelies, I've been neglecting you. I'm really not exactly sure when I started having a life, but it's there now. So. Let's get back into it. Fourth of July (long) weekend. 

That Thursday (July 3), my boss told me to leave early since I'd stayed late earlier that week. Normally that would be exciting. Since Child ditched me (or himself, however you'd like to look at it), I was kind of bummed and feeling like I'd just end up sitting around being lame. A friend of mine was in town (a wonderful, wonderful guy) so I asked what he was up to and we made plans with another couple (of friends...I don't really know how to say that. They're mutual friends of ours, but they're also a couple. Mmhmm. I think I just confused myself more.) We went to a brewery and then the couple (of friends teehee) called it a night (she'd just come back from Europe so that was fair). The friend and I went to another bar and met up with some other friends; we ended up at a beach house that belongs to one of the guy's parents. Oh, I suppose he warrants a name. Waiter. There. Cuz he's a waiter...get it?! Course you do ;)
There was a nice sized group at the beach house until, maybe around 4, people started talking about leaving. It didn't occur to me what time it was, and I wasn't quite ready to end the night, so I declined when my friend asked if I wanted to go. 

After the rush, there were 4 of us left: myself, Waiter, Cook, and Air (I'll explain that one later). Waiter and Air had to go pick something up off the yacht (oh, did I mention that Waiter's parents are loaded and have a 55 foot yacht? Well, yeah.), so for a while it was just Cook and I sitting out by the fire. (Right...this needs explanation. It was on the deck overlooking the beach, with one of those electric fires so everything was nice and cozy). Apparently there was a little too much ambiance, because Cook tried to kiss me. It would have been really smooth if I'd let him, but I was very caught off guard, and not exactly interested.  It was awkward.
When the others returned, Waiter gave me his shirt so we could all go in the hot tub. Well, no, it was really more of an obnoxiously patriotic tank top. It allowed me to lounge around in the warmth, so I wasn't going to complain. After a while we all got out, and I started to get very cold (shocker!). Waiter (I hope I'm remembering this wrong, because it doesn't make any sense at all) didn't believe me, and told me to go down to the water and bring up mud (or wet sand, since it's not really muddish). I finally agreed, with the stipulation that he go with me. (Oh, did I mention that Waiter is also incredibly attractive? And tall? Well, yeah.) 
He agreed and we ran down the beach to the water. It was really kind of a silly trip; we walked a bit, had a 15ish minute discussion on whether we were looking at a heron or a crane, and joked around. When I got cold, Waiter wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, but that was it. 

Before I knew it, the sun was up. We were still running around on the beach, but I was getting really cold again. The two of us got back into the hot tub; the others had gone to sleep. Again, it was innocent, and just fun. I do slightly regret not watching the sunrise on the beach. Oh well, maybe I'll get another chance. 
I finally went to sleep at 7:30 in the morning. 

4th of July was celebrated at my parent's best friend's pool party. I had been looking forward to it because I knew Tee would be there. Tee is the guy who piqued my interest from the previous weekend's birthday party, and I had actually seen him the night before at the brewery. I was having a good time just hanging out and chatting with him. 
Not too long after I had been at the party, I got a message from Waiter. He said his friend Air had been interested in me the night before and invited me to hang out with them at the beach. I said I'd probably come out and meet them a bit later, and I had every intention to. In the evening I asked if they were going to watch the fireworks, and Waiter said they'd go out on the boat and seemed to give an invitation, but I didn't hear anything else. 
I ended up inviting Tee out for the fireworks. We sat on a grassy knoll and watched them. It was kind of a madhouse with all the cars leaving afterwards, so we just sat and hung out...for like 3 hours. It was fun, and at the end of the night he suggested we hang out again. I agreed. 

The next day, I got a message from Air that he was bored and asked if I wanted to come hang out again at the beach house. Not really doing anything, I agreed. It was a beautiful view, after all, and a great day. We hung out; I found out he's a performer for our state's NBA team. It was a fun time. Later on, I hung out with Tee again. And the day after, he and I took a walk on the beach. 
That was the day I got the text from Child, when I let him know that he'd really messed up.

As you can see, the weekend that I thought would consist of me lazing around at home alone turned into something so much better. So I guess Child's douchery was a blessing in disguise.
It's been a non-stop adventure since then.