Amity // h.s.

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Chief Brody is hiding something. He has that look of worry and uneasiness on his face. The stress is literally radiating off of him, anyone with a pair of eyes and common sense can detect it. A feeling of excitement begins to bubble in the pit of my stomach. Time to do what I do best, meddle.

My best friend, Louis, gives me a skeptical look, "Lenny, your facial expression tells me you're about to place yourself into things you're not supposed to be involved in." I chuckle at this. "Brody is hiding something. Something big. I will find out what it is. Come with me."

Giving him no time to protest, I grab Louis by the collar of his shirt and drag him over to where Chief Brody is standing. "Chief! Hi!" I wave enthusiastically at him. Louis gives an awkward salute. "If you're here to meddle then I am in no mood to hear it right now, Lennon." His face holds a stern look, showing that he means what he says. Yikes.

A frown immediately replaces my wide smile and stomp my foot on the ground as if I were three. Louis chuckles at my failure. "But Brody! You have to tell me what's going on!" I whine, stomping my foot again. Brody only gives me a taunting smile, making me frown even more.

"This is a complete waste of time. Can I get some help around here or am I going to have to wait all day while she acts like a child?" A deep and british voice sneers from behind me. Turning around with my heel, I come face to face with an annoyed looking man.

My breath hitches when I analyze him. His face is perfectly sculpted, with a very defined and sharp jaw. Jade green eyes and plump pink lips. Soft and curly hair swept up into a small quiff. God I just want to run my fingers through his hair. He's wearing a very expensive looking suit. Two suitcases are sitting next to him and a duffle bag hanging from his shoulder.

Chief Brody gives him an apologetic look, "I'm sorry about the inconvenience, sir. How can I help you?" The man exasperatedly pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket and hands it to Brody. "I want to know how to get to this address. I bought a home here for vacationing purposes." He sounds so official and serious. Hot guys like him should be fun and loose.

With a scoff, I begin walk away. Louis jogs over to me. "What a wanker." I let out a loud laugh at his statement, always forgetting that Louis is british as well. "Tell me about, Lou." We continue to walk until I notice one of the other officers. My lips curl up into a mischievous smile. "Oh god." Louis mutters.

"Scott! Can we talk?" I flash the young officer a flirtatious grin, twirling a strand of my hair in the process. He nods furiously and his face becomes red. Louis laughs from behind of me and I elbow him. I stalk over to Scott and place my hand on his bicep, squeezing it slightly. "Would you mind telling me what is going around the island right now? It would really help if you told me."

He gulps. "I don't think Chief Brody would appreciate it if I told him, sorry Lennon." I pout. "Pleaaaase?" I beg, walking my fingers up his arm slowly. "Alright! Alright! I'll tell you." Success. I look at him expectantly, waiting to hear the information.

"Last night a woman went missing. While looking for her this morning around the shore, Brody and I came across her dead body in water. She was torn to shreds. The wounds did not look like a typical boat propellor accident. We believe that there is a big shark patrolling the waters. Though we won't know until the autopsy report comes back." A gasp escapes from my lips.

How can Brody keep this away from everyone? What if there actually is a shark in these waters? A shark attack rarely happens here. The last time there was an attack on Amity was over twenty years ago. "Thank you for telling me, Scott. Louis and I have to go now."

My mind is swimming with the information I have acquired. "So does that mean we should stay out of the water?" Louis questions from beside me. "Unless you want to become shark bait, then hell yes it means that."

**

Mom and dad aren't home, as usual. They're always working trying to make sure we have enough money to keep our home and have the things we need. We obviously have some serious budget issues. The lazy asshole that is my half brother, Cody, doesn't do shit. He sits on his ass all day doing nothing. The house right now is mess thanks to him.

"Oh hey Lenny." Cody greets, not looking away from the t.v. screen. "Cut the crap, Cody. Clean everything up. I am not your fucking maid." I stare at him with an icy glare. "Yeah, ok, whatever." He waves me off with his hands. I roll my eyes and trudge up the wooden stairs. The creaking sound is my favorite part

Finally reaching my room, I let out a small sigh and open my door. "Holy shit!" My heart just fell out of my ass. "Niall! You can't scare me like that! What the hell are you doing on my bed?" There lay one of my other best friends, Niall, lounging comfortably on my bed with an amused smile. "Nice to see ya to Len." I scowl at him. "What are you even doing here?"

Niall sits up, "Well it's night time and we want to do something daring." I raise an eyebrow up, "Who is 'we'?" Niall chuckles. "Louis, Zayn, and I. They sent me to get you." Niall, Louis, Zayn, and I are all close friends. They are all my best friends but Louis and I the closest. I groan in annoyance, "Fine. Lets go." Niall and I venture down stairs and grab our longboards.

**

"I don't know about this, guys. It seems a bit risky." Zayn warns. I wave off his warning, "This'll be great." The boys dared me to go swimming in the big beach condo's pool. I happily accepted the dare. We go through the fence and sneak to the pool. The guys all hide behind something, while i prepare for the swim.

My hands unzip my jean shorts and tug them down. I remove my shirt, leaving me in my black lace underwear and bra set. Being half naked around these boys doesn't faze me, I've known them since we were children. With one final salute, I jump into the pool, creating a splash. They all cheer me on silently.

I swim around playfully. Suddenly, the lights go on. Shit. "Who is out there?!" I recognize the man from earlier today. He is in nothing but sweatpants and might I say how dangerously low they're hanging on him. "Um, Hi." My voice comes out in a squeak. The guy looks straight at me with a disgusted expression. "What the fuck are you doing in my pool? You are nothing, I am superior over you. Get out! The pool was just cleaned! I think I should call the police."

What a dick. "I was taking a bath. What the fuck does it look like I was doing? Obviously I was swimming." I hear the boys snicker. The anger on his face becomes even more evident. He walks towards me and grabs ahold of my arm, dragging me out of the pool. My undergarments are exposed to him, making me blush a deep shade of red. His eyes rake up and down my body. "Get your clothes on, and leave. Don't let this happen again."

I nod and begin to put on my clothes. "What is your name, young girl?" I turn around and face the man. "Lennon, Lennon Sanders." I lift my hand, getting ready to shake his. He stares at my hand with a distasteful look. "Ew. You expect me to shake your hand? I am not going to even touch you. You're just some local island girl and I am a multi-millionaire businessman." Ouch.

"You disgust me. Goodbye." My voice comes out shaky. I don't know why but it really hurt when he said that. Without another word, I walk out of his backyard with my middle finger raised high up in the air. As soon as he closes his door, I hear the boys come running out. All look pretty mad. "That man is a proper douchebag." Zayn huffs. I hum in agreement. We all mount onto our longboards and skate back to our neighborhood.