My life as a surfer

My name is Bondi. Our beach house sits on a island near Florida called St. George. The beach is only a two minute walk from our house. I remember as a little girl knowing I was different from all the girls with blond pig tails and beautiful silky dresses. I only wore raggedy pants and a dirty shirt which confused all girls in thinking I was a boy. My hair was always long, honey brown and beautiful. I stared at the world in a different perspective, with one light hazel eye and one ocean blue eye. I was born with heterochromia. The world seemed to big and I was to small to live in it. It's not only till I found my place in this world when I started surfing.

I just turned 18, and I was starting my senior year. It wasn't until 9th grade I began to grow breast and form four pack abs from surfing and working out a lot that I became attractive enough to be consider a girl. My hair lightened up from the sun and was now blond, people also accepted my eyes as different and often found it cool.

"Wake the fuck up!" My door bust open and a young women who looked old from all the smoke and drugs inhaled and shot into her body every day. It was my mom. 32 years old who had me at 15 blames me for everything because she feels I fucked her life up. "Wake up Bondi what the fuck you think I have to wake and shit, clean the house before you fucking leave, you ugly ass bitch." The door slammed behind her as she stomped away to her room. I slowly wake up and walk to my closet. It's not like she never talks to me like this, it happens so often i learned to ignore it. I grab a pink shirt that read "surfing for the fame" and slipped in on over my blue bra. I put blue jeans on and slip my flip flops on. I walk out of my room while reaching for my badge book bag.

After brushing my teeth and combing my hair I step out to the living room. There sat Kone, my mothers boyfriend because she can't afford to get married. Kone isn't my father, he has been waiting for me to call him "daddy" for years now. Kone always wore black short and a wife beater tank top, with his fat dirty toes sticking out of brown slippers.

"See ya Kone." I said walking past him as he exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"Bye baby doll." I step outside and light hits me, the suh ahh I love the sun.

The walk to school is only twenty minutes and there is no surprise my mother is never worried if I make it to school or not.

"Hey bitch!" A high pitch voice said behind me, I turn around to see Sage, my best friend.

"Sage!" I through my hands in the air looking at her tall body, she had to be at least 5'10 and short blond hair, cut to her jaw bone.

"You almost left me!" She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me.

"I'm sorry." We walked all they way to school together as she talked about all the boys she likes. Sage claims I am a lesbian because I never talk about guys...which I am not I love male surfers!

"Okay have fun today alright ill catch you later." She kissed me on my cheek and disappeared. I walk up cement stairs to reach the double doors to the main hallway.

"Aye Bondi right?" Halfway up the stairs a tall boy was walking down.

"That's right?" I stopped walking letting him walk to where I was.

"I'm Dax, I was in your history class last year." I looked at the sky trying to remember.

"Right yah I remember." I smiled showing my white teeth. "What can I do you for?" I asked.

"Nothing just checking if you remembered." He smiled showing his shiny, white, straight teeth.

"Oh okay." I began to walk up the stairs again but stopping to look down at him. I noticed his dirty blond hair cut sort of short and how it look perfectly fake, to good of a haircut or to good for him.

School passed by painless. It's just lunch that always hurts. Sage and I walk through the cafeteria door to see tons of people talking, people doing hand signals, many people in line, and no empty table.

"Shit this school is to damn small for all these people!" Sage laughed, as I followed her to the lunch line.

"You know we are allowed to eat out of school, why do we always come here." I grabbed her shoulder and talked close to her so she can hear me over everyone else.

"They are serving chicken nuggets my favorite!" she put her hands together in excitement, I rolled my eyes.

After getting crispy chicken nuggets that looked more on the burnt side we walked outside to sit on the stairs.

"You know Bondi, Lagoon keeps pressuring me to have sex with him an its quite annoying!" Sage said starting a conversation as we sat on the cold cement stairs.

"Well do you wanna have sex with him Sage?" I asked popping a chicken nugget in my mouth.

"Yes of course!" I was completely confused. "But the trick is you gonna make him work for it." Sage explained as I sipped half empty apple juice.

"Right? why not just fuck the guy an make him work for it again?" I asked laughing at her.

"You know Bondi that might be a good idea!" she began to laugh with me.

I looked out, straight from where I was siting I saw the ocean. I could see myself riding those big waves. I felt the cold water on my finger tips and legs as I paddled forward out towards the horizon. Feeling the Velcro around my ankle as the string attached to my surf board dangled in the water with ever movement. I wasn't scared of what's in the water, my only fear is someone taking away the only thing I love.

"Bondi!!! bitch." I felt a poke on my shoulder I look up at Sage standing above me. "The bell rang c'mon!" she yelled running up the stairs I followed, but I really don't care if I'm late to construction class I was assigned to because I have all my classes done and they don't want me leaving early which I do no understand.

"Hello class I'm Mr. Burg and I will be your construction teacher this year." I snuck into the class room tip toeing to the back Of the class and sat next to some kid.

"Well I'm guessing you are Bondi?" he turned around from the board to face me.

"Uhh yep that's me." I said giving him a tight smile.

"Would you like to tell the class why you are late?"

"Umm well let's see, I don't really care for this class so I walked here instead of run like freshman do." I said flashing a cheesy smile, he responded with a smile and began writing notes on he board.

"Hey." the kid next to me whispered I turned my head to face him. "Bondi remember me I am Dax." He smiled at me, I had no clue I sat with him... great.

"Oh hey Dax." I turned to face the front and began writing notes.

After a hour and thirty agonizing minutes class was over, he yelled over the bell to don't forget to do the research about the history of construction... blah.

"Hey Bondi may I see you in my office." He said, I let out a sign and followed him to his office. "Bondi I notice you don't really want to take this class do you." He led me into a small office with a desk and two chairs, the table was to big to fit straight so it's diagonal.

"No not really." I said hugging my book bag to my chest.

"Look I understand I didn't like this subject once, but it will grow on you." Mr.Burg began to walk closer to me, I noticed his short black hair a wedding band tightly on his ring finger, and his sharp grey eyes.

"Yah sure okay." I said turning for the door but he grabbed my arm and whirled me around.

"Bondi, you will enjoy this class, maybe even love it more than your favorite class I promise beautiful." I wanted to gag why the fuck was he so close and what teacher calls their students beautiful. I snatched my arm back and left.

"Creep" I said out loud to myself.