Apartment B-4

The Surf is Up

THIS IS A CUTE CHAPTER. I NEEDED A FLUFF PIECE BEFORE THE NEXT CHAPTER

DEAN'S POINT OF VIEW

It was late at night, and Elena and I were eating dinner. I looked at her excitedly.

"What's that face for?" she asked me smiling.

"Lena, you have been living here for five months," I started.

"Yes Dean, I have. Thank you for noticing," she said laughing.

"No Lena, five months and you haven't been surfing yet," I told her.

"Surfing? You want me to go surfing? Dean I can barely walk on flat ground!" she yelled.

"Lena, we are going surfing tomorrow morning at six. I'll wake you up,"

"Six! In the morning?! Dean, I am not going surfing," she told me.

"You have to," I said.

"And why is that?" she asked me.

"Because you made me watch The Notebook," I replied.

"Enough with using that against me!" she yelled.

"Come one Lena," I whined.

"You won't let anything happen to me right?" she asked.

"Of course not!" I said.

"Six in the morning?" she asked.

"Six in the morning," I finished before heading off to bed.

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ELENA'S POINT OF VIEW

I was casually in the middle of a pretty awesome dream. Dean was teaching me how to surf. I crashed off a wave, and Dean swam to me. We stared into each other's eyes before leaning in and...

*WHAM*

I woke up freaking out.

"Wake up Lena! We're going surfing!" Dean said throwing another pillow at me.

"Dean! What the hell!" I yelled.

"What?" he asked with a stupid grin on his face.

"I was sleeping!" I yelled.

"Were you having a juicy dream about me?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows.

"What? No! Do you have my wetsuit?" I asked.

"Lena, it's the middle of the summer. We don't need a wetsuit," he said laughing. "Now put on your swimsuit and get in the car!"

I put on the most reliable swimsuit I could count on. Last thing I needed was my swimsuit falling off. The thing about this one was that it made my chest look larger than it really was. I sighed and walked outside wearing something over my swimsuit.

"You ready for awesomeness Lena?" Dean asked me.

"Define ready," I said nervously.

"You'll love it," he said before we drove off.

We got to the beach about twenty minutes later. We unloaded the boards. I had this really pretty blue one. Dean had this awesome looking one.

"Don't worry Lena. You'll get a better board one day," he winked at me.

"What are you talking about? I love it!" I said.

"You ready?" he asked me smiling.

"Yeah," I said.