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THE LOVE

The water touched his feet as he lied on his stomach, on top of the piece of wood underneath him, shaped almost like a fish's fin. The water was cool, not too warm and not too cold, and he was really enjoying it. His chin rested on his hands that were folded underneath each other, and his back rose as he inhaled and exhaled slowly, almost weakly, as if he felt powerless or tired. Perhaps even both.

He turned his head as he faintly heard a voice snore from somewhere beside he. He could almost make out the dark silhouette of a boy on top of a similar piece of wood. The boy was lying on the side of his face, his arms hanging down, half of them dipping into the water below.

Brady returned to focusing his gaze in front of him; simply staring emptily into the calm water around him. How the waves slowly built up, getting bigger and bigger, only to crash onto a nearby beach and splash its watery content about. Brady smiled.

Surfing was something he had always loved to do, no matter how he felt. Angry, sad, happy, he let his emotions show themselves in the style he surfed. And there were many different styles he had used. Most commonly, it was the normal surfing style: Standing on your two legs, trying to keep your balance and scream in terror as a Kinkowian shark was closing in fast from behind. Okay, maybe not that last part, but still.

-''Hey, Boom!'' Brady called over to his brother, who was floating nearby. Upon hearing his name, Boomer's head jerked upwards, spending a few seconds to look in the direction from which the voice came. He fixated his gaze on his brother, who was about to stand up, fully in the job of directing his surfing board back towards the beach.

-''Do you feel like going back to the castle?'' His voice rung out again, possibly scaring whatever life that lived below them. The board started rolling in rhyme to the small but fast waves, but as the experienced surfer he was, Brady had no trouble with keeping his balance. Eventually, Brady stood in his fullest length, using his own body weight while twisting the board so that it pointed back at the island.

-''I don't know really.'' The dark-skinned twin's voice called right back, the sound travelling over the water as waves of their own. Brady's ear picked up the statement of doubt and his brain immediately started analyzing a proper answer.

-''I think we should.'' Brady's voice came to be. ''It's almost noon, and I think they'll need us back at the castle.'' Boomer looked slightly hesitant, as if he really didn't want to stop this, but eventually he nodded and started using his own body weight to direct the surfing board, in a similar manner his brother had. The two then used the proper techniques they had learned and slowly, albeit surely, got closer and closer to the island.

Stepping ashore, Brady was immediately greeted by his girlfriend, Mikayla. She was a young, attractive girl with hazel brown hair and similarly coloured eyes. She was carrying a sort of red skirt that was also decorated with yellow flowers; along with a matching red garment that Brady could never remember the name of. She hugged Brady even though he was more or less dripping wet, and planted a quick kiss on his lips. Brady returned the favour while Boomer took a posture that exclaimed mock disgust. Brady simply looked at him and smiled.

-''Relax, Boom.'' He said happily, arms still around Mikayla's waist. ''Is it wrong to love somebody?'' Boomer closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to look as if he thought Brady was some kind of idiot, but failed when the inevitable smile crept up on his face. Brady returned his full attention back to the girl in his arms.

-''I love you so much 'Kayla…'' Brady said, mostly because it was the complete truth. But maybe also to give Boomer some laughing as well. Mikayla knew both things.

-''Just don't go and think that your feelings are directed at a stone wall. You're easily the best guy in the entire world to me.'' Mikayla kissed his cheek, and her eyes gleamed with love. Eventually, Brady pulled away from her as she stopped her actions, and the three started walking back to the castle. Everyone was happy, and nothing would change that.