"Did you really sleep with Hayley?"

She sighed tearing her eyes away from Bailey to settle on me. Hurt. Her green eyes glistened and she bit her lip noddingly slowly, unsure, "I was drunk...and Glen just went up stairs with a girl...one thing led to another and..."

"You slept with her,"

"I'm not gay," she snapped her body going tense.

"I know,"

And I did know. She was straight but all straight people have at least a homo thought, take Glen for example...they are so made for each other, I have to get them together some how.

"She's going for it," someone yelled out pointing toward Bailey.

All eyes jumped to her form as she lowered herself and started paddling toward what I think is a large ass wave. She's going to die than I'am.

I knew I should have taken the one before but it just felt wrong, this one was at least three times bigger which meant if I wiped out it would be three times harsher especially with the cold whether. Just as I turned my board rain drops pelted the waters surface, a light drizzle, not enough to soak anyone or dim our barbeque but enough to soak the top of the board and make my feet slippery. I wish I would have asked if they waxed it before hand.

Taking a deep breath I pushed up and landed my mark if not slightly wobbly. Smiling, feeling everything wash away, starting new. Everyone on shore disappeared and it was like I was in a black abyss of rushing water, the sound enveloping every pore, pounding in my ears and making my heart thud dangerously fast inside my chest.

Mouth dry, hands shaking, I pulled some good moves nothing to dangerous, basic junior moves but making sure to beat whatever I saw the others performing earlier. My stomach flopped when I realized I wasn't going to make it, entering the base of the barrel, where a wave becomes hollow as it begins to teeter out. I timed it wrong. Leaning forward I tried to push my board faster to at least be at the end of the barrel so the whole wave didn't crash on me.

"She's off," Hayley squeaked causing the rest of her gang to start chattering away.

"What does that mean?" I asked trying to keep my heart from beating out of my chest. Hayley turned toward me with a cocked brow.

"She's going to wipe out," one of her friends answered for her with a grin, "...this is going to be awsome, first one of the day."

I turned back in time to see the tip of her board appear on the out side of the tunnel wave thing only to have the wave crash down making the board jump slightly and Bailey to tumble off into the ocean. My stomach clenched as I ran to the edge of the water scanning for any sign of her. Seconds ticked by. My heart thumped in time.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

"Where is she?" Ursula cried out with her hand on her mouth.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

I think I'm going to pass out.

Eight.

Nine.