|On My Mind
Author: theherondales PM
Kalea Dixon is the best teen surfer of Hawaii. Kaleas parents' decide to make her the best surfer possible. But what is Kaleas dream? What does she really want? What happened when she was younger? One boy, one trip and nothing will be how it used to.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Family - Chapters: 36 - Words: 23,699 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 10-13-12 - Published: 08-01-12 - id: 8381398
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5am. With a rapid move I turn off my alarm. I open the blinds and look at the beautiful morning sun rising. I put on my pink fringe bikini and tiptoe out in the garden. We are living in a little, but big enough for our family, beach house on Honolulu, where I was born and grew up. I enjoyed hearing the sound of the waves smashing against the rocks for some seconds; I got back to basics and went to the garage to take my newest surfboard. My dad called it a Surf-Board-Warehouse, my mom The-Old-Garage and my brothers were calling it the Surf-House. I'm calling it the Hideout. I'm not a big friend with all these spiders and insects in there, but I support without problem to hide myself in there for some hours. After looking under various cases and shelves, I found it next to my brothers' old surfboard he broke years ago. I was taking it as careful as possible as I didn't want to wake up the entire family, when somebody touched my shoulder but hold a hand on my mouth to keep it shut.
"Chris! You scared me so bad!" I tried to not freak out completely, but what my best friend just did was probably the meanest thing ever.
"Sorry, but I was at the beach at 5 already and you didn't show up, so I decided to take a little look in your Spider-Prison-Garage. I was sure you were in here and I wanted my revenge for yesterday" She replied with such an innocent voice, I couldn't stay mad at her.
"Alright alright! First arriving in the water is the winner, but without running and try to make not too much noise" I whispered
"Uh, don't want your parents to see you surfing?"
"Chris, how can you say something like this? I just don't want to wake them up" I lied but Chris knows me just too good.
"Kal, don't lie. You are just sick and tired of them telling you all the time to do this and that" She looked in my eyes, telling me she knew why I didn't want to wake up my parents, when she suddenly whispered very fast "And go, bet I'm the winner!"
She let me stay there, in the Hideout, running to the beach. I didn't want to run. Her words just hit me really bad. Yes, it was true that I don't want my parents to wake up because they will see me surfing. Since I won the regional, they do everything to make me become an even better surfer. The last days, when I went surfing, they wrote down every little mistake and filmed everything just to make me watch the videos later so notice why I fell. This is the reason I don't want my parents to see me. I want to be alone with the sea for one time, I don't care if it's just for some minutes.
I run out of the garage, closing the gate behind me and making my way to the only place I can really call home, the ocean.