What's the first word that comes to your mind when you think of waves? Calm? Composed? Serene? For Bree Dazzleton, it's "sadistic." A moment, a snap of a finger, a blink of a second is all it takes to turn your life over. Bree's has turned. The question is simple: With a hand of friendship offered, will her outlook on waves change or not? A small try from my part. Hope you enjoy the story! :D NOTE: This is my book. It's called mine for a reason. Steal it and I promise you'll regret it.