Omfg I haven't updated for like a month I feel like an idiot loser. I'm so sorry. I'm gonna try to be better at it.
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Chapter 11 (Boys. Boys. Boys)
It was early Sunday morning when I woke up. I got out of bed and slipped on a bikini and shorts, but skipped a shirt, because it was too hot. I quickly combed through my hair and grabbed a bag and threw a towel, hairbrush, sunscreen, and wax in it.
I went to the garage and grabbed my short board out and my skateboard. I tightened the trucks and by that time, Noah's truck appeared at my driveway. I stood up from where I was sitting and started walking to the car.
Noah got out and came over to me to help me with my surfboard. He wolf whistled on his way to where I was standing. "Hey, babe. You look pretty fine without a shirt."
I laughed. "Stop perving on my sexy body," I said making a model pose.
He laughed. "Don't make this hard for me."
I laughed again. I swear this boy cracks me up. "Whatever you ain't getting any of this."
"You sure?" He asked with a smirk.
"Positive."
"Okay. If I'm not getting that body, I better be getting a surf trip."
"Of course. Let's go." I threw my skateboard and surfboard in the back with his, and sat in the passenger seat. "Where exactly are we going?"
"A little beach I found. It's about 45 minuets north from here."
"Sweet. Let's do this." He started the truck, and at first we started talking and laughing. It was really fun. Then, he handed me his iPhone.
"Pick a song."
"Okay." I grabbed the thing from his hand. "What's the password?"
"1741."
"Any meaning behind that?"
"Na, just has always been my password."
"Sweet." I scrolled through his music list, until I found Sublime. A 90's band that I listened to with the boys back in Huntington, so that brought up memories. I selected the album Sublime and shuffled it.
"Long Beach's Sublime, aye?"
"Yep, always been a favorite."
"Cool." I went on his phone, and went to his Instagram. I saw his profile, and he had 127k followers. "Do you follow random people, or do you actuarially know 127k people with Instagrams?"
He laughed. "Oh I forgot, I'm kinda a famous skater in San Clemente, San Juan Capistrano area."
I laughed. "That's sweet bro. Must be fun. Who do you skate for?"
"Girl and Chocolate."
"No way! That's so sick! You better hook me up with a Girl deck."
"Sure thing." It was silent for a second.
"What if I told you I'm on the X-Factor USA and I'm going to bootcamp later this week?"
"No fuckin way!" He shouted.
"Yeah. No lie."
"Shits crazy, man."
"I know." I picked up his phone again and made him follow me on Instagram. I also took a pic of us. Right before I took it though, he put his hat on my head. "You just messed up the picture."
"No it's better now."
"Whatever." I took a few more silly pics. I ended up posting on with his tongue out and my mouth opened. We looked pretty awesome, and in a few minuets, I had more people following me.
"Wow I'm gaining more followers," i said pulling out my phone.
He laughed. "Welcome."
"Thanks." For the rest of the drive, we talked about California and places there. We talked about New Port, Venice, Long Beach, Oceanside, and Malibu, and other beaches up the coast.
When we got to the beach, it wasn't very crowded, so we got a close parking spot. We took our surf boards and ran into the water. Maybe the swell wasn't as good in Florida, but it was warmer. For the next hour and a half, we straight surfed. It felt good, because I hadn't gone for a while and surfing alone was boring.
When we were done, we skated along the boardwalk. No fancy tricks, just cruising. It was relaxing, and I got to spend time with Noah. He's a really fun guy and we have so much in common. I love spending time with him.
The rest of the day we spent sitting on the sand, playing in the water, and practicing skate board tricks. It was so chill and relaxed. It felt like a mini vacation. After the sun set, I had to get back home, so we took our surf boards in and started driving.
I must have fallen asleep in the car, because the next thing I remember is being laid on my bed and being covered in blankets. I felt someone kiss my forehead and then leave, then I melted into a deep sleep.
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Uh freaking Monday already? I grabbed a pair of shorts and a sublime tank top. I threw my hair into a pong tail and slipped on my glasses and black chucks. I was out the door fast, because I woke up late. I skate boarded to school today, and got there just before the first bell rung.
The whole day went slow until lunch when I was walking to the cafeteria and someone tapped my shoulder. "Hey, Chris," I said turning around.
"Hey, Shay. How was surfing?"
"Amazing. Guess what? Apparently Noah is a famous skater."
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's pretty sweet."
"Yeah. So I haven't seen you for a while."
"I saw you on Saturday."
"Whatever." He grabbed my hand a I followed him to a table where a bunch of other people were. "Guys this is my friend, Shay."
They looked up and waved and went back to whatever they were doing. "Sweet people, aye?" I asked.
"Ignore them." I sat down with him and started eating and talking about our Sundays.
I felt two arms wrap around my waist. "Noah!"
"Shay!" I saw a bunch of people at the table looked at us.
"What's up?"
"Just chillin. What about you?"
"I really don't know."
"Ok then." I turned to Chris and everyone else. "You've met Chris before, right?"
"Yeah. At the wedding. Nice to see ya bro," he said giving Chris the bro handshake thing. It looked awkward, because they made it awkward. Did they not like each other? I know Noah didn't really like kids like Chris, but Chris is the exception. I know Chris was fine with Noah, except when he stole me away at the wedding. The grabbed different hand of mine at the same time, and started walking opposite directions.
"Guys?" I questioned. The looked back and saw that the other boy was holding my hand too. I was hoping someone would come over or something, so I didn't have to pick who to go with. Luckily, right as I was going to speak, the lunch bell rang, telling everyone to start going to class. The boys let go of me, and I grabbed my backpack, and started to go to geometry, leaving the boys behind.
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The next chapter is judges houses, so these boys won't be in it much. Well maybe. Be ready for Emblem3!!!!!
PS: did anyone get #bandlife tickets? I got mine yesterday!! Whoop whoop!
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