Bondi Diaries || Bondi Rescue

Chapter 4: INKY!

Recap:

"Koti, you coming?" He asked, puzzled. I gulped and nodded.

"Uh, yeh. You go on ahead, I need to take this call." I said nervously. He turned away, confused and I stared at my phone that was blaring out a dubstep version of little things by One Direction. Hesitantly, I clicked the accept button and held the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked into the mobile. A familiar slightly high-pitched voice of a man answered my greeting.

"Koti! Is this you?" It asked. I gulped. It was who I thought it was. And it wasn't good.

Entry 4:

I take deep breaths as I try desperately to talk to him. It's been so long, and I miss him so much, but after everything that happened at home, I just couldn't bring myself to go back. I could see Jesse and Maxi chatting and they kept looking back at me. Taco was on a wave.

"Um, yeh, it is me." I replied to him. He laughed.

"I can't believe it! You left so long ago and deleted your number from like all our phones." He told me. I sighed.

"I know Louis. I didn't want contact from you guys." I said, trying to stay composed and look happy.

"But I'm your brother! Koti, you can't just disappear and expect your own twin not to want to talk to you." He said like I was stupid. I groaned.

"Lou, I thought you of all people would understand!" I replied, getting angry now. "I moved away from stupid Doncaster, didn't tell anybody my last name, dyed my hair, deleted my number from all your phones and changed my life story so I could get away from there!" I whisper shouted at him.

"Well, I miss you." Louis replied. "Call me soon. We need to catch up." He added before hanging up. I shut off my phone and threw it into my bag before picking up my board and running into the surf after the boys. I paddled out towards them, thinking. I'm living a lie. I don't tell anybody my surname because of all the bad publicity it will bring me. I just want to stay hidden for a bit longer, before I made it as a pro surfer. I don't make friends. But isn't that what I'm doing now? Making friends? With these lifeguards that are on a pretty much worldwide known television series? Isn't that what I wanted to get away from? I shook my problems to the back of my head and approached Jesse.

"Hey, who was on the phone?" He asked curiously. I groaned.

"Stupid boss. I actually hate the big fat idiot." I lied to him, although half of it was true. Marvin was a dumbass manager. Jesse laughed.

"Wish I could say the same about my own boss, but we're mates!" he replied. I laughed at the stupid comment and Maxi paddled over to us.

"Finally, where were you Koti?" he whined. I laughed and pushed him off his board. When he resurfaced, he gave me an evil glare. I screamed.

"Ahh! Maxi is after me!!!!" I cried before paddling onto a wave and surfing it to get away from the notorious Maximus. Taco and Jesse were laughing their heads off when I got back and Maxi pushed me off my own board to get even.

I really hate being pushed off my board.

"Oh sweet revenge!" Maxi cheered. We all laughed and then got down to business.

Training for this competition.

It was a serious life or death situation.

2 Hours Later

We sat on the beach eating Maccas that Taco went and got whilst Jesse, maxi and I had a sand fight. I know what you're thinking.

Real mature guys. Real mature.

But I swear, I have the sand fight swag that nobody else does, even if I pissed off a few people. But then again, pissing people off is a special talent of mine.

Anyway, we were eating Maccas and I was really enjoying my double cheeseburger meal deal with a frozen coke, when Maxi decided he wanted to find out more about me. Things like family, a sensitive topic for me, true story and fake story.

"Alright, so Koti, tell us about yourself." He said, turning to me. I took a little breath in ready to rehearse my 'all about me' speech I have practised over a million times.

"My names Koti. I grew up around Bells Beach with my auntie after my parents died." I said. The speech was imbedded into my brain.

"So, what's your last name?" Taco piped up. I gulped. Most people just liked the speech and left it to that.

"Um, err..." I stuttered. Maxi laughed.

"Did you forget your last name?" He said laughing at me. I gave him my best 'are you serious' face.

"Of course not. How could I forget it?" I snapped. Long gone was my good mood. Maxi held up his hands in retreat.

"Sorry, just joking. I thought you liked jokes." He said calmly. I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry. I'm just annoyed at my boss." I replied quietly. For some weird reason, I hated lying to these boys. I wanted to tell them, but I didn't know whether I could trust them yet.

"That's ok." Jesse said reassuringly. "We know you wanna win this comp too." He added. Then he pulled off his wetsuit which had been covering most of his chest and I saw the tattoos.

Whoa. He's Inky.

"INKY!" I yelled out. They all looked at me like I was prone to turrets again.

"What?" Jesse asked with a smirk.

"I'm going to call you Inky.' I said simply with a wicked grin. I laughed.

Jesus I am hilarious.

Do you get the joke?

Jesse had lots of awesome tats, so he's Inky?

Ha-ha. Again, I am hilarious.

"That's a cool name." Jesse said a bit confused. Taco, maxi and I laughed. I hugged Jesse and then snatched taco's keys off him.

"I shotgun driving!" I yelled running to the car.

"NOT A CHANCE!" Maxi yelled, stumbling after me. I cackled.

"I wanna drive!" I heard Jesse whine.

"Too bad Inky! I shotgun!" I quickly climbed into the car and started the engine to signal I was driving. They all climbed in grumbling and I drove us back to my place. I pulled up in the drive and saw I was going to have the house to myself. I smiled.

"Bye guys, this was great fun, let's do it again sometime." I said to them.

"Yeh! See you around Koti." Jesse replied. Taco jumped into the driver's seat and pulled out and left me standing in my driveway waving like an idiot. I grabbed my house keys and unlocked the house. Knowing, I was home alone, I grabbed out my computer, some pringles and a blanket and jumped onto the couch. As I waited for the computer to load up, I belted out some lyrics to Timber by Pitbull. I'm awesome at that rap.

"Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, it's just me, ain't a damn thing changed
Live in hotels, swing on planes
Blessed to say, money ain't a thing
Club jumping like LeBron now, Volí
Order me another round, homie
We about to clown. Why? 'Cause it's about to go down!" I sang. My computer finished loading and I logged in and opened up Google.

Hesitantly, I typed in two words.

Louis Tomlinson.

OOOOO! Twist! why is Koti looking up Louis Tomlinson? Put all the facts together. If you're a directioner you should have known since the phone call. If not, DO SOME RESEARCH!