The S.T.F. Files, Book 1: S.T.F.

A Beach Day For All

Dimitri's P.O.V.

"I want go to the beach tomorrow so we can just stay for the rest of the week," Aly says.

"Beach day, huh?" Riza thinks about it.

"Cleo's gonna have on a shwiney bathing suit!" Cleo's eyes get wide.

"And Cleo is gonna take a break from shwiney stuff tomorrow," Damien takes the spoon out of her hand.

"Over Cleo's dead body!" she uses the light again and Riza throws a fire ball at the spoon. The spoon starts smoking in Cleo's hand.

"Owee owee owee!" Cleo dances around the room, the light disappeared. Damien sighs in relief.

"No using your powers on a whim!" Riza orders. "And no doing stupid stuff." Riza looks at Damien.

"I got it!" Damien throws his hands up in surrender.

"About the beach thing, let's all go to the beach. A day of fun in the sun, all day tomorrow," Riza announces.

"Awesome!" Aly says.

"I'm not going," I say slowly.

"Well, I am!" Alagretto says.

"Count me in," Damien replies.

"Cleo is going," Cleo smiles.

"Why aren't you going?" Riza says.

"It's a public beach. The cruise hasn't left yet; the one my parents are on. I'm not gonna get caught," I say.

"No one said we were going to a public beach? My step-dad owned one. We are going there," Riza says.

"Oh," I say. "Are you sure I won't get caught?"

"Have I ever been wrong?" Riza looks me in the eyes.

"No," I answer quietly.

"So you will be fine," Riza says. She looks at everyone. "So what do you want to eat while we are there?"

"You mean what are we going to eat now, cause I'm starved," Alagretto says. Riza clenches her fist.

"I still haven't decided whether I should kill you slowly or instantly," Riza says darkly. Alagretto backs off.

"I'll make the stuff," Aly volunteers.

"I'll help," Damien says.

"Cleo wanna help too!" Cleo snaps out of La La Shwiney.

"Ok, we will need sandwiches, deviled eggs, chips, water, lemonade, vege..." Aly goes down a list from her head. I wasn't so sure about the beach thing.

The Next Morning...

"Yeah! Woo hoo!" Damien calls from the water. He was surfing, and I have to admit...he was pretty good. His green swimming trunks flapped around him. Then he walks back to the beach.

Riza was right. We were all on a private beach. The sun was beautiful, the sand was gleaming, and the water was just refreshing. Riza was lying on a blanket with sunglasses on getting a sun tan. She was talking to Aly, who was covered up in a towel and sitting under an umbrella. Cleo was out by the ocean, making a sandcastle. Alagretto was trying to catch up with Damien, who has already back to riding the waves. Every time Alagretto would wipe-out in the middle and stay underwater for several minutes (not like it was really a shocking moment or something. I sat on a towel and let the sand get in between my towel. Riza told me that I was to play lifeguard... I sigh.

"Come on! Into the water we go!" Riza says, standing up and pulling on Aly's arms. Aly was shaking her head violently. When Riza pulled her up, the towel fell off. She was wearing a bikini that was barely a bikini. Cleo runs up.

"Cleo told you that it looked good!" Cleo said. Never trust Cleo to pick out clothes for others again, I make the mental note. Damien wiped out looking at Aly and Alagretto just stayed under water. Wow...

The rest of the day was average. We ate, talked, played, and hoped Riza wouldn't drown Alagretto when she got mad. When we got back to the hotel, everyone was exhausted and went to sleep. I looked out the balcony. The cruise ship had left, so my parents were gone. I sighed with relief. I had a new family, so I wouldn't have to worry about them anymore.