Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Fourteen⤛

You ran to the water, board tucked under your arm. The small little waves lapped at your feet and you let out a sigh, staring up at the bright blue sky. You ran out, getting to deeper waters before hopping on your board and paddling out. The currents tried to push you back, wanting to carry you back to shore. But you kept on paddling.
Porco was a little way to your right and Reiner to your left. Colt and Marcel went somewhere where the waves were a bit smaller as Colt still wasn't comfortable with surfing.
Once getting far enough out, the water was still and unmoving like glass. You looked over to Porco and he smiled at you. A genuine one that reached he is eyes. His hair was still slicked back, but very messily. You smiled back at him, loving the warm fuzzy feeling in your chest. You turned to Reiner and he grinned back at you.

The surf was great. You cause waves and rode along them, even riding in the barrel a couple of times. Porco and Reiner got some good waves too. It was about 2pm when you guys decided to catch a wave back in. The three of you walked back to where Marcel and Colt were waiting.
"Hey Colt how'd it go?" You ask, twisting your hair to get the water out of it.
"I did okay. I think I might need someone better than Marcel to teach me." Marcel spluttered and you laughed.
"I'll teach you next time then." He smiled. Everyone sat down to rest for a moment as Marcel took out his phone.
"Here's a video of Colt's best wave."
It showed Colt paddling onto the wave, standing up shakily and almost falling off, but he surprisingly stayed on the whole time. You blabbed and congratulated him while his face was burning up with embarrassment. Reiner and Porco laughed and Marcel showed you another video. This one was of you.
You glided on the wave effortlessly, riding straight into the barrel.
"Wow you're really good (N/n)." Reiner said, slinging an arm around your shoulder. You laughed.
"I've been surfing most of my life, I sure hope I'm good." 

Another half an hour was spent sitting and talking before Porco decided he wanted to go find the ice cream store that was along the beach front as he was hungry.
"Anyone else wanna come?" He asked, standing up and brushing the sand from his body. Colt, Reiner and Marcel looked and each other before looking at you.  You got up and smiled.
"I will. What flavours do you guys want?"
"Rum'n'raisin." Reiner said. "In a cup not a cone thanks."
"Strawberry thanks. Cone." Marcel said. 
"Ooh... can I get like a chocolate with like the hot fudge sauce they do?" Colt asked to which you responded with a thumbs up.

The walk was pleasant, talking about different ice cream flavours.
"No no vanilla isn't just for plain people! It's a good flavour!" You argued. Porco laughed, amused that you were so passionate about something like ice cream flavours.
"Okay fine. But you cannot tell me that people that get coffee flavoured ice cream are not the most dramatic people." He said, making you sigh.
"Yeah okay. But hokey pokey or the rainbow one usually means that you're either dead inside or just a very playful and happy person. There's no in between." He nodded.
"Yeah. Definitely. Wait are we just stereotyping people for what ice cream they like?"
"Yep." You said. You arrived at the shop, stepping up the little veranda to get to the door.
Like most places around the area, it was extremely aesthetically pleasing. Going with a very beach theme of shells and pastel blues and teals. Porco held the door open for you, and you smiled in thanks.
"Ooh!" You almost melted into the cool interior of the shop. Porco looked quite happy to be in the air conditioning as well. You walked up to the glass cabinet , pulling Porco along behind you. Your eyes landed upon your favourite flavour, filling you with anticipation and excitement.
"Hi! Can I get a scoop of that one?" You said pointing to your favourite flavour.
The young man working there looked up at you.
"Of course! Anything for a pretty lady! Cone or-" he abruptly stopped.
His light brown eyes stared at you for a moment. His ash brown hair was longer than you remembered but he was still recognisable.
"Jean!" You squealed, racing over to behind the counter where he stood.
"Oh my lord it's actually you (Y/n)! How are you?" You embraced him and laughed.
"I'm good! What are you doing here?" You said only to be interrupted by another voice.

"(N/n)?" You turned to see a young man with freckles staring at you incredulously.

"Marco!" You laughed before giving him a hug as well. "It's been so long! How are you guys?" The three of you sparked up a friendly conversation, completely forgetting the existence of the other male in the shop.
He stood behind you and cleared his throat.

"Oh right! You guys remember Porco? He went to Marley and was on the Warriors team!" You introduced him. The other two smiled and returned the favour.

"Yeah I remember you! You and Eren had an epic showdown one game. It was awesome." Jean said, shaking his hand. Porco gave a pained smile.
"Yeah that sucked. I broke my jaw and dislocated my arm. It was my fault though." Porco said. The two of them conversed about previous matches they played against each other as you spoke to Marco.

"So working here for the summer?" You asked him. He nodded.
"Yeah saving up to get a little bit of money for the holiday, you know?" You smiled and nodded. "What are you doing here?"
"Vacation! My grandfather left me the beach house so me and a couple of friends are spending summer here." You smiled.

"That means we'll see more of you, right?" Marco asked. You melted at his expression.
"Of course! Here's my number! Let's meet up and hang out!" You said pulling out you phone and he followed suit. You had his and Jeans numbers in your phone and promised and plans to hang out.

"Alright so what did you want?"Marco asked, holding the scooper. You smiled and pointed at the flavour you wanted. He scooped it up and put it on a cone, adding your favourite candy to it. You got the other boys' flavours too and a tray to carry them on. Porco got his; a cookie dough with a cookie to top it. With smiles and goodbyes you left, making your way back to the others.