Sweet Dreams

Chapter 5 -- Sand

(Cameron's POV)

Tweet by @CameronDallas -- Headed to the beach :o

I stuffed my phone in my pocket as I saw Brian's black convertible riding up to my mailbox. He was straight up loaded, classic rich kid. Brian honked the horn, smiling. I jumped over the car door smoothly.

"Let's go get us some babes," I said coyly. Chris, in the backseat, stood up with his arms in the air. He screeched, "Wooooo!" Brian jerked the car foward, on purpose. Chris tumbled onto me, unbalanced. I cracked up at the expression of surprise on his face.

"Taj is meeting us there," Brian explained as he cruised the car foward. Next to Chris, in the backseat, some shortboard surfboards were stacked up. I pulled my Rayban wayfarers out, as did Brian. He switched on the Sirius satellite radio station. Chris and I shared a look, and burst out laughing. The channel that was on was some Radio disney crap. It was high pitched, squeky voices covering some Jessie J song. I clutched the dashboard in hysteria.

Brian's eyes grew wide and he started muttering, "shit, shit, shit". He impusively switched the station, which now played J. Cole. "What the hell was that?" I choked out between laughs.

Brian resonded, "My cousin had control of the radio, I swear. I'm not a pussy." We were still laughing. "Stop, I swear!" Soon, he was laughing too.

The drive felt short, hanging out with my friends. I stuck my feet up on the dashboard in front of me and leaned my chair back. Scrolling through my twitter feed, I saw a lot of girls asking which beach I was going to. I decided not to answer because I knew it would get chaotic. I didn't want the tournament people or my friends to have to deal with the crowds.

When we swerved into the beach parking lot, still blasting rap music, I recognized someone from behind. She had blonde hair and a longboard.

(Allison's POV)

I was so fired up to see Keeley take on the competition. She was in Heat #3, which didn't go up for 20 minutes or so. She had to prepare with her dad, who acted as her coach. I gave them some space, because I didn't want to distract her or anything. This was her life, surfing, and she needed more sponsorships. I decided to skateboard down to the snack shack out of boredom.

A couple boys that I passed were checking me out. I guessed my outfit was kind of asking for it. I was wearing a triangl bikini top without a shirt and light, distressed jean shorts. And of course, my beloved vintage Vans.

When I reached the shack, I ordered a small cup of french fries. I loved the fries from the snack shack; they were crispy and drowned in salt. Not greasy at all.

When I pulled out a few dollar bills, I realized I didn't have enough. I had left my wallet in my bag near the competition tents. Red color rushed to my cheeks, and I stood there without a clue what to do. The cashier was an older, heavier woman, who looked impatient and sour.

"I got it," a husky, honey-smooth voice said behind me. I whirled around to face Cameron Dallas. He slapped a five dollar bill on the wooden counter. He gave a sly smile and told the saleswoman, "Keep the change."

"Cameron?" I questioned. He was standing close enough that I could smell the coconut from his hair. It was nice.

"Allison?" He replied, mimicking my tone.

I narrowed my eyes, and pushed him playfully with my shoulder. "You didn't have to pay. I had it under control," I lied.

He grinned smugly. "No, you didn't. It was nothing, forget about it." I smiled my thanks. "Why are you here? Are you in the volleyball tournament?" He asked, clearly excited.

"No," I laughed. "Sorry to disappoint you. I'm watching my friend compete in the Honda Supergirl Tournament. The real question is, why are you here?"

Cameron bit his lip. Damn, it was sexy. "I'm sort of here to watch, too. I guess."

I knew exactly why he was here. "You drove 45 minutes to look at girl's butts. Wow, could you be more desperate?" I was smiling though.

He smirked. "No, I actually drove with my friend Brian. We are here to watch his cousin, Keeley, get first place. Well, it hasn't happened yet, but it will."

He knew Brian? This was such a concidence. "Keeley is my best friend, she's who I'm watching!" I said excitedly.

His raised his eyebrows. "Oh yeah?" He grinned, and stole one of my fries. "Come sit with us. Her heat is coming up." I tried to snatch the fry back, but he was quick.

I shrugged. I may as well. Brian and I were kind of close. "Alright, just let me grab my bag."