West Coast Away

Chapter One- Surfing Lessons

Chapter One
Surfing Lessons

     Leaving home in the heart of 'My Fool Proof Plan On Getting Into Senior Season' was, to say the least, a huge bump in the road. There was the senior class and then there was Senior Season, the elite (more so than seniors already were). The it party group in all of Helotes High School. Wether it was pulling the biggest pranks on our rival high school, driving down to the beach on spring break weekend and getting hammered, or any three day weekend, or hosting the most Brobdingnagian house parties. It was an elite, the want to be of just about every kid within a 100 mile radius of Helotes. Although I was just a would-be-junior next school year, a maximum of 3 juniors were allowed to join each year, said 3 juniors would be the backbone of the next years Senior Season, running initiation and setting up that years group. So as you can see myself being there for summer raves and parties was critical for me to get one of the 3 spots. And that is were my dilemma started, leaving.
   It was short drive from the airport to 'Casa de Wilson' as my aunt called it, basically her overpriced house on a canal that she bought with the divorce money my cheating uncle had to give up after going through court. A bit over the top if you asked me, but I wasn't going to complain about the four bedroom three and a half bath her home offered. I felt a tiny bit bad about coming, I had four cousins that lived with Aunt Sarah, who were either screaming, fighting or on their phones within the high end Range Rover aunt Sarah had driven to the airport. As soon as she parked the vehicle containing my four cousins from hell, I busted my ass out of the car, stumbling onto the ground and hoped my ears weren't bleeding from the noise. I quickly righten myself, noticing the seemingly empty street around me until I hit the house across the street and slightly to the left where a girl and her older brother stood exiting what I would assume to be the boys car as well.

    "Good afternoon Kacey, Angus!" Aunt Sarah called to the neighbors across the street, pressing a key on her key chain to open the trunk of the car for my luggage. I analyzed the duo swiftly before turning around and grabbing one of my suitcases from the car, lugging it out and into the cement of the driveway. "Angus! Dear! Please tell your mother that our dinner date is still on for tonight since we got back early!" The boy, Angus, nodded his head full of blonde hair before yelling out an 'I will' to Aunt Sarah. "Thank you dear!" She called back before ordering my two eldest cousins, Logan and Conley, to help with my suitcases. I was thankfully given a room of my own, their guest room. It was quite small and awkwardly shaped, but a room to myself was better than anything else handed out to me. There was a Full size bed up against the far wall, dark grey sheets, pillows and a plush comforter decorated the bed. A closet door on the entrance wall with a single dark wood dresser and nightstand. Conley and Logan dropped my bags off and wordlessly left the room. Weird. I quickly began unpacking everything I had brought, setting most of my clothes in the dresser since the closet was so small. After I laid out all eighteen thousand of my bathroom products into one of the shared bathrooms with the boys, I went down the stairs into the kitchen, grabbing a banana off the rack.

    "Don't spoil your appetite sweetie," Aunt Sarah went on, beginning to pull some pans out of a cabinet. "The Elliott's are coming over for dinner to help you get aquatinted for the summer." Squealing, Aunt Sarah went back to prepping the food. "You don't know what it's like to deal with four boys sweetie, and to finally have a girl!" Aunt Sarah squealed more and more as I struggled to open my banana. "I'm so excited." She then rushed over and quickly hugged me before going back.

    "Ohh yea, we're the two kids across the street The Elliott's?" I lowly questioned, remembering how the boy who had seen me bust my ass trying to get out of the car. I bit into my banana, peeling back the peel a bit.

    "Yes dearie." Aunt Sarah ran around the kitchen, excitedly pulling items from the fridge and out of cupboards. "They've lived here longer than us, "she began cutting up celery into small pieces, "but I knew Lauren, Mrs Elliott, since Conley was a baby." She discarded the celery into a small pile atop the counter then filled a large pan with water. "We birthed at the same hospital surprisingly and she's just the nicest woman I've ever met." It all made sense, Conley was the second eldest of my cousins and looked to be the same age of neighbor-boy.