Endless Summer (emison)

11

"Strike!"

Emily turned around, hands in the air to celebrate her victory. Alison's face scrunched up as Emily skipped back to where Alison was. Alison was leaning up against the table, waiting for her turn. She decided to not wear the wig, opting to just be herself since they were at a bowling alley out of town.

"You're acting like that was your first one." Alison said cooly, crossing her arms. Emily had already gotten five strikes and they were on their 8th frame. Alison wasn't doing as well as Emily, and she was quick to point that out.

"You're just jealous that you aren't getting all the strikes." Emily joked, laughing over the constant sound of bowling balls hitting pins. It sounded a bit like thunder to Ali.

"I'm not getting the strikes only because I'm still sore from whipping those girls' asses at the surfing competition." Alison smirked, pushing off from the table to get her yellow ball.

"Ah, how could I forget?" Emily asked. "Number one in her age group. You blew all those girls away."

"I did didn't I?" Alison smirked as she approached their lane and held the ball up to her face to bowl. She could still see the shocked look on that girl that was talking about Emily, her large lips parted and her eyes wide with disbelief.

Island Bowl in Wildwood New Jersey seemed to be the best thing on Earth for Alison, it was as if nothing could dampen her spirits. She sighed, preparing to throw the shiny yellow ball onto the lane. The pins in front of her were perfectly in line, waiting for her to knock them all down.

She went into position, and bowled the ball down the shiny lane. It rolled down the lane quickly, and Alison's muscles ached from bowling it. The ball curved at the end, hitting the left pins and knocking down some.

"Nice one." Emily said when Alison turned back around.

"Oh come on. I only got six." Alison said, rolling her eyes at the compliment.

"Yeah which is more than I would expect from a girl who is sore all over." Emily smiled.

"Yeah you're probably right. My back really hurts, you'll have to give me a back massage later tonight." Alison smirked.

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Emily asked, as Alison's placed her hands on Emily's stomach. Alison could feel her muscles tense under her fingers.

"Mhmmm." Alison smiled. "Word on the street says you're good at them."

"And who says that?" Emily asked, rolling her eyes while trying to keep a cool demeanor under Alison's touch.

"No one. But I wanted to see if you'd play along." Alison smiled.

They continued to bowl until the end of the 10th frame, laughing at meaningless things in between. Emily won with 143, beating Alison by 30.

"You hungry?" Emily asked, picking up her ball to put away.

Alison nodded, "I hear they have really good wings and beer here."

"Yes and because we're both underage, we will only be having the wings." Emily said.

"I brought my fake." Alison suggested.

"Yeah but I didn't. And I don't feel like getting arrested again for consumption of alcohol underage. I was lucky I got off with a warning." Emily said.

Alison sighed, "Fine. Do you want me to go get them?"

"I can if you want." Emily offered.

"No I got it. You just sit there and be hot." Alison said, reaching into her bag for her wallet.