Surf.

Chapter 6

(photo of Benny)

"Where's my sandwich, Rory?" I heard Will shout at me from the living room.

I was majorly regretting this bet I made up because these boys were getting everything they could out of Caroline and I.

"Can you rub my feet?" Charlie asked.

"What do I look like to you? A massager?"

"I believe the correct term is a masseuse" Liam chimed in.

He's so annoying.

"Rory, my sandwich!" Will yelled.

"Geez, you freakish ogres, it's coming!" Caroline yelled back.

They were being really impatient, but I couldn't blame them because Caroline and I were taking very long to make their sandwiches. They requested the crust to be cut off, the sandwich to be sliced into four sections, and for the cheese to be above the meat, but below the tomato and the lettuce and tomato not to touch.

So picky, I tell you.

"Rory-" Liam began.

"Stop!" I screamed before stomping into the living room. "Can't I just give you all like 20 bucks so all of you can shut your yaps?" I offered. I was desperate at this point. Where was I going to get this money from? Who knows, but I just didn't want to keep being their servant.

"Good idea!" Will said. "But I still want my sandwich,"

"Fine, you little fart," I said through my clenched teeth and stomped out.

Caroline and I went back into the kitchen and sighed at the same time.

"Why don't we get out of here?" I whispered.

"Can we please? They're making my stomach hurt and I don't even know how!" Caroline yelled out in a whisper.

"Yeah, let's go to the beach," I told her.

"L - E - T - S - G - O" Caroline spelled out.

"...What?" I asked her.

"Oh my god, you've been hanging out with your brothers for too long," Caroline gasped.

My eyes widened in horror while I grabbed her hand and ran past the guys to get to the front door.

"Where are you-"

"Bye!" Caroline yelled, cutting Liam off.

I ran towards the garage as soon as we heard the door slam while Caroline went and grabbed my back that was around back by the pool. We stocked up on waters and a couple snacks to take down to the beach and then went and grabbed two surfboards.

"Last one to the beach is a butt face!" I yelled at Caroline as I took off towards the beach, which was quite hard with the surfboard.

"You suck, Rory!" Caroline screamed.

"At least I'm not a butt face," I rubbed in Caroline's face when she finally caught up with me.

"Let's see who's a butt face when we get out on those waves," Caroline challenged. She held her glare for a minute before her face softened. "Who am I kidding? I could never beat you out there," Caroline admitted.

"Sure you can. Just when I'm dead," I teased and then turned around and dove into the crystal blue water.

Man I love the ocean. I love having it in my backyard. I love to hear the roar of the waves crashing on the beach as I wake up every morning. Most of all, I love the rush I get as I ride a wave.