Chapter 50: Chapter Fifty

"Remind me why we are here again?" Dimitri Collins scoffed as he got out of the passenger side of the car and slammed the door shut.

"You really gotta ask again?" David replied, stepping out of the car with Spencer, "We are here, my friend, because it's my birthday. I get to have whatever I want, and this is what want"

Dimitri slapped his left hand on his face and groaned. Sometimes he just didn't understand David's way of thinking, and this was one of those times.

It was a cool and breezy evening. A strong gust of wind blew against Dimitri's face, teased his hair and ruffled it. Dimitri smoothed his hair back in place with his fingers and gave David a bored look.

The salty breeze had begun to drain away. The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky, and the trees swayed in the gentle breeze.