Later that day, Ethan rang Alexa’s doorbell. He heard her golden retriever, Ralph, going crazy inside. Her older sister, Amanda came to the door and told him that she was at the beach, surfing. Ethan ran to the beach and saw her catch a massive wave grind. He saw her go under and she doesn’t come back up for what seems like forever. He ripped off his shirt and dropped his sandals before running full speed toward the water, shouting, “I’m coming, Alexa!” He does an amazing dive into the water and when he came up, he found her already up next to him. She didn’t notice him, so he came up behind her and wrapped his hands around her bare, wet stomach. “Ah!” she screamed. “Hey,” he whispered in her ear. She breathed heavily and turned around. “ Hey Ethan wats up,” she said. “You look hot in that bathing suit,” Ethan said. Alexa had on a blue and green polka-dotted bikini, her dark brown hair was dripping, and her skinny, tan, athletic stomach was adorable. “ Thanks,” she said, blushing. She dove underwater and he dove under after her. He came up under her and she was resting on him, their bodies touching, Alexa was floating on top of Ethan. But, suddenly, she got up from him. “Ethan, I don’t know if this is right. I mean, you haven’t even broken up with Jordan yet--,” but she was cut off by him kissing her lips. She kissed him back, their tongues lolling around together inside of each other’s mouths. “Hey! Get a room!” Some younger boy shouted at them from the shore.