Follow your Fate?

Chapter 3- The Colorful Drawing

Authors Note: Hey guys what did you think of Chapter 2? Also I’m gonna post what Hailey looks like!

Chapter 3

I woke up the next day seeing it was Sunday I yawned and rolled over wanting to sleep some more. Then I realized that I had a very big dog on my face, I laughed and petted Duke a bit. I sat up on my bed and Duke rolled over and curled up under the blanket. I put my feet over the bed, and got up and went over to my dresser. I got a white shirt with black jeans, with a leather jacket, along with black tennis shoes. I quickly put it on, along with a bikini on the bottom and let Duke out in our semi small back yard. I walked out of the house grabbing my skateboard and keys for the house. I locked the front door and skated off to the beach, once I got there I went to the beach shack.

Seeing Hal’s boyfriend I smiled and said, “Hey Dill pickle, where’s my board?”

He smiled also and said back, “I don’t know, why don’t you keep your own board? Hmm, John?”

I said, “Just give me the stupid board Dylan! I want to get some good waves! Plus it’s JOHNSTON.”

He laughed and gave me my surf board and said, “You owe me Chris!”

I laughed while walking down to the beach saying, “Don’t say that I got you hooked up with Hal!”

It was true I was the one who got Hal and Dylan together. They seemed like they were for each other so I asked each other if they liked each other, they did so Bing bang boom they were hooked. Anyway I better get surfing!

I headed for the water and took off my shirt and jeans. I waded out into the water and saw some good waves. I saw a HUGE wave coming my way and I quickly got on the board, I stood and the wave hit me. I felt like I was flying on the water, I looked around and saw a dolphin next to me. I smiled and put my hands in the air, I put my hands in my hair. I got back to shore and looked around the beach, I saw a BUNCH of people. I groaned and turned back to the waves, after wading out a good bit. I saw three other surfers and one of them was…. JAKE!! No! Not this day!

One of the surfers said to me, “Want to have a surfing competition?”

I yelled back, “Sure, I will see ya at shore?”

Jake yelled to me, “Nice board, I wonder if your surfing is as good as your trash talk?”

I scoffed and said, “Fine be like that.”

I surfed off in a pretty big wave, I skidded it and flipped on my belly. I caught the board perfectly and turned against the wave putting my hand in the soft water. I got to the shore and turned to see Jake just landing, and I saw the other surfers crashed in the salty water. I laughed my butt and turned and walked up to Jake.

I said to Jake, “Yeah, my trash talk is as good as my surfing!”

He scratched the back of his head, and said, “Your kind of cool Chris, and I said KIND OF!”

I scoffed and walked back to the water.

*

It was after surfing, I just got home. I unlocked the door and walked in, I opened the back door letting Duke in. I walked in the kitchen and filled his water bowl. He came over and he lapped up at least half of the water. I went upstairs and looked in my drawing book, it consisted of only black and white drawings showing isolation. I picked up my pencil and colored pencils, I outlined an eye and drew familiar facial features. I colored the eye blue, and made it look like a galaxy in the eye. Outside on the face I colored in a light tan for the skin and dark brown for the locks of hair and eye brows. I sketch a light pink and tan mix for the lighter lips. I lean back and look at my newest creation, my mouth opens in surprise. I drew Jake Hayes, the guy I hate. I look at the eyes and see the universe open up in them.

 I groan loudly and I hear a knock on the downstairs door. I walk downstairs and look in the peep hole; I see the one and only Hal. I unlock the door and let her in, she bardges in and hugs me.

She then yells, “Why didn’t you tell me your mother was going away? We could have had an AWESOME party!!”

I groan and say while walking up the stairs, “I don’t want to have a party! No none nada!”

She follows me upstairs and her jaw drops when she sees my drawing books, “CHRIS YOU DO LIKE HIM!!! JAKE YOU LIKE HIM!!!”

I groan again and watch as Hal studies my drawing, I think, I am about to be dead, dead or alive.