It was always an adventure going to new places. At least, that was what Paul had always assumed.
He had never actually had the chance to try it out for himself. That was all changing now, however. At nineteen years old he felt as though he was finally embarking on a proper adventure.
Summer hadn’t gone the way that he had hoped it would.
He was a popular guy and he’d thought that he’d spend the summer with his friends - and, more importantly - with some of his female friends.
He flirted with a few of them and he’d even fooled around a bit with some of them,
but they never seemed to take him seriously.
They seemed to think that he was just after one thing - which, to be fair, was true to some extent. But it wasn’t the way that they’d thought it was.
They saw him talking to other
