Chapter 8: WES’ POV
Sam doesn’t want to surf. That’s so strange. Sam is the most tom boy girl I have very met and she doesn’t want to surf? Keaton, Drew and I run out to the water to catch some waves and Sam is tanning back on the sand. “’Hey dude, you ok bro?” I look behind me and see Keaton paddling up to me. “Oh yea, I’m good bro. How about you? How are you and Sam going?” I hated to ask that question. “Everything is going great!” Just what I thought he would say. “But I’m curious why she doesn’t want to surf.” So I’m not the only one. “Yea same here dude. She is such a tom boy and she would rather tan then surf.” Drew paddles up beside us. “I’ll fix that.” He winks and paddles back to shore. Keaton and I look at each other than back at Drew. Drew has such an imagination he could do anything now.
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SAM’S POV
“I wish this bed was an island we could stay here inside it ‘till the sun went down. We’d turn these blankets to hammocks and we’d be hand in hand until the stars come out.” I sing along to I Wish by Keaton’s group. I found a whole bunch of their songs on YouTube. “You’re really good.” I look up and see Drew smiling at me. “Oh I didn’t know you where there and thanks.” He sits beside me. “I wrote that song, if you didn’t know that already because you’ve been stalking us. My eyes widen. “What?! No I haven’t!” He starts laughing. “Chill Sam, I was just joking! Oh I have something to show you. Follow me!” We stand up and he takes my hand and guides me to the water. I see Wes and Keaton sitting on their boards talking. I wonder what their talking about. “Here, look at this.” I kneel on the sand and look in the water. “What am I looking at?” Drew starts counting down from five. “5, 4, 3, 2, 1-“ A giant wave hits us both knocking us down onto the sand. We are both soaked. We are both lying down laughing so hard. I also hear Keaton and Wes laughing. I sit up and grab Drew’s board. I paddle out to Wes and Keaton. “Hey, no laughing at me!” I smile and sit on the board. I then realized that I just took Drew’s board. I look back at Drew is running over to a store. “Where is he going this time?” All three of us say at the same time.
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KEATON’S POV
Drew runs into a store and all of us are confused. “He is probably going to get some food or water.” Wes and Sam nod. “Let’s catch this wave!” Sam starts paddling towards the wave. Wes and I look at each other and paddle behind her. Sam stands up and starts riding. She is amazing! She is ripping through the wave like it’s nothing. I smile at her. I stand up and board. I hear a bang and a big splash. I look up to see two boards and not two people. I jump into the water still attached to my boarding band. I open my eyes and see Wes and Sam trying to untangle their bands. Shit their going to drown if they don’t get them untangled. I swim back up to catch my breath and take my band off. I swim back down and over to Sam and Wes. I rip off Sam’s band and swim her up to the surface. I throw her on my board. “I’ll be back. I’m just going to go get Wes.” She nods and I go back down. I don’t see Wes anywhere. I look around and see a line. I swim over to it and it’s a boarding band. I follow it down and see Wes. Shit! His band is tangled around his leg and stuck under a rock. Fuck, we are going to die.
A/N: Oh shit! They can’t die! No I promise they won’t die. Also I said this chapter was going to be drama, well that’s probably going to be the next chapter or the chapter after that. ENJOYING? VOTE>FOLLOW>COMMENT<3

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