I close my eyes.
I can feel the cool salt water hit my feet, but than rush back down, repeating the cycle over and over again. The more I stay still the further my feet sink into the sand. Further and further. The next wave comes making a relaxing, smooth sound. Cooling my body, giving me a chill that travels up my spine and gives me a shiver. The taste of the salty air. The feel of the light breeze, but also the sun slightly hitting my shoulders. I know I’m gonna get a tan. I decide to run into the cold, crisp, salty water to wash off all the sand on me. The cold water shocks me to life, making me shoot up from the water.
I open my eyes.
I see a giant thick packet, laying in front of me on a wooden desk. The packet has jumbled up equations and numbers, all over it. I’m back in Austin, taking my test.