*The first day of summer*

Dylan POV

The alarm on my desk blared as my eyes snapped open. As I turned it off, about seven texts in Diamond, Claire and I's group chat were displayed on my phone screen.

Claire: We should go to the beach! It's so pretty today.
Diamond: But it's gonna be hot...
Diamond: REALLY hot
Claire: Well, maybe we can tan and stuff!
Diamond: I don't tan, Claire.
Diamond: I burn. AND I can't swim.
Claire: You can build sand castles and eat ice cream!
Me: Yeah! And you can hit stuff with balls!
Diamond: CAN I SET STUFF ON FIRE?
Claire: Diamond, go drink some decaf tea.. you need to relax...
Me: I'm gonna get ready! See you at the beach <3

I knelt on the floor beside my dresser, grabbing my favorite swimsuit and ponytail holders, and padded softly to the bathroom to change.

~SMOL SKIP~

I could see Claire and Diamond sitting on a blanket chatting. I walked up to them, and as I sat down, Claire waved happily.
"Oh, hey," Diamond said. "I was just about to tell Claire about my new... *COUGH* uh..."
"C'mon, you can tell!" I said.
"Yeah, come on. You can trust us," Claire smiled warmly.
"I- uh- Forget it.." She muttered.
"No, come on!"
"I... have... a.... g-gi-girlfriend..."
Claire and I squealed after she finished her sentence.
"What's her name?"
"Jennifer Riddle, and she lives in Florida. Now could you to bury me in the sand and never dig me back up... please..."
We laughed, and forced her to go into the water.

~SKIP~

"Ughgghghgh I need food..." Claire groaned.
"MacDonalds?" Diamond chirped.
"Don't you mean McDonalds?" I giggled.
"That's what I said," she muttered.

We had walked to the McDonalds, and as we were ordering, my vision faded.

Diamond POV

"Claire! Dylan McFainted!"
"What?"
"CALL MC911 SHE FREAKIN MCFAINTED!"
I had grabbed Dylan in the bridal style, and began running to the door.
"McMove! She McFainted!"
"DIAMOND!" Claire scolded, panic attacking her voice.
"I'm McSorry- I mean, sorry!"
We raced to the hospital, and I was shaking. Hard.
"H-Hey, my b-best friend f-fainted, p-please help!"
"Miss, calm dow-"
"I HAVE PROBLEMS I CAN'T SIMPLY CALM DOWN- WHAT IS THIS CALMING DOWN YOU SPEAK OF?"
Claire carefully pushed me out of the way and spoke to the receptionist.
"I'm sorry about her, she's never dealt with this before. Our friend, who seemed perfectly healthy for nearly the entire day, passed out in a McDonalds. Could you please get someone to see her, preferably soon?"
The lady nodded, took Dylan, and told us to stay in the waiting room. This too much...

WOAH CLIFFHANGER!!!!111!11!1!!!!