"Ready to catch some wave, Mikey? And don't feel bad if I beat you to every wave!" His rusty laugh drowned the zigging pain of the punch he jabbed in my boney shoulder. "You have some guts ,Chase, to say that since yesterday how you completely did a faceplate after jumping on your board," I slowly began to grin to the sight of his blank face, " Hey, but it's your choice." Right when i saw the rage in his eye I made break for the water, slapping my feet against the burning sand. As Chase caught up we both dove into the cold, salty, waters. As I rose my head above the water and slowly turned to Chase with the same thought in our minds. The boards. Chase slowly began to grin, "Rock, paper, scissors?"
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From The Rising Tides
AdventureWhen 17 year old Mikey Hunters leaves to go surf with his friend Chase, things don't turn so well for their not the only ones there... This is my first book and it would awesome if you could give some tip or comment if you like the book so far. Than...
