(A/N: I do not own Snowboard Kids. Atlus does. Thank you for reading :) )

(A/N 2: In this story, everybody is 18, except Linda, who is 19.)

Chapter Four

"Turtle Island…Wow, I haven't been here in a long time!" I said as I slipped my sunglasses from the top of my head to over my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the sun against my skin. I was wearing a black and red bikini top and matching shorts, with red boots that started at my knees. In my right hand, I gripped my new Rich Board, painted black and blue.

"The sun feels amazing," Jam said with a cheesy thumbs-up.

We began to walk to the track. When the time came to cross the water before us, a couple of turtles swam closer to the shore, letting us ride on their backs. Slash and I shared a turtle, as did Nancy and Jam. I glanced over and saw Nancy wrap her arms around Jam's waist, and rest her cheek on his back. My glance then turned to him, and I saw a small smile form and his dark cheeks gain a red color. Slash turned to look at the couple as well, then turned his head to glance back at me.

"When did that happen?" he asked with a sly grin in a quiet voice, so Nancy and Jam didn't overhear.

"Last night," I answered with my own devilish smile. Slash knew what I meant, and he showed it by nodding once, then turned his attention back to the island we were swimming toward, the beginning of the track.

The view from the top of the tropical island was always breathtaking. Even though we had ridden on this track for years, I still couldn't get over the sights of the bright palm trees and flowers. Quietly, I tried to slip my hand into Slash's, to lace our fingers together, but he started to strap on his boots to the board, causing my pinky finger to graze his palm. He didn't seem to notice the contact.

Nancy came over to me and smiled sweetly. She was watching Jam quietly, and I could tell she was thinking.

"What did you two talk about on the ride up here?" I asked softly, wrapping my left arm around her right.

"Nothing…Well, I tried talking, but he just ignored me. When I tried talking to him on the shore, he just said he couldn't hear me because of the waves in the water," she confessed with a small frown.

"Maybe he needs to talk to somebody else, first," I suggested. "Like, maybe he needs to talk to Slash or Tommy. Hell, maybe even Damien! Maybe it's just a stupid boy thing." Nancy looked at me and smiled, then giggled softly, causing Jam to look at her.

"What's so funny, yo? Let's ride!" he demanded with his Jamaican accent. Nancy stopped giggling and sat on the ground, strapping her boots to her board. I soon followed suit, and after a few minutes of adjusting equipment, we were ready.

We lined up behind the starting point, each quietly following our silly superstitious traditions to help us win the race.

"Alright, is everybody ready?" Slash asked. We all nodded our answer. "Okay, since Nancy is the most honest of us all—" Jam's gaze went to the ground quickly, then back to the coarse, as if he was guilty—"Then she can start the count."

"3…2…" And with that, Nancy was sliding down the hill. "…1, GO!" She shouted to us, causing us to be distracted for a moment before jumping down and sliding behind her.

"Nancy! That was priceless!" I shouted to her when we caught up, still laughing.

"Priceless, but stupid!" Jam shouted as he fired an umbrella at Nancy's back. She was lifted off the ground, and floated slowly back down, angry.

"JAM! I'm going to get you for that!!" we heard her shout as we raced ahead.

Slash was in the lead, followed by me, then Jam when we approached the first hill. We crouched low, and then each performed a trick as we fell back to the course. After a few minutes, Nancy passed Jam to come up to me.

"How come you're not winning?" she asked teasingly. I grinned and focused my attention to Slash, who was already crouched at the next hill. With quick timing, I fired a snowman missile in his direction, hitting him in the middle of his back. He glided off the hill and dropped safely back to the ground, not able to do a trick for more coins. I laughed and almost doubled over, unable to stop.

I suddenly felt a heavy hand slap my back, causing me to tumble forward, off the hill Slash had just gone over. When I stopped, I saw Jam fly over me, grabbing his board in a trick and laughing. My face was beet red with anger. If only there was a way to send flames to a rider!

Nancy couldn't help but laugh as she did a trick over my head. "Sorry, Lin!" She shouted as she raced ahead. I saw another hand reach down in front of me, causing me to turn my attention from her to the sky. Slash was standing over me, reaching down to help me up.

"You know this isn't how races work," I said as I grabbed his hand and stood.

"Maybe not when we were 10," he said with a grin as he began hopping a bit, to gain speed. I followed, and caught up with him.

As we rode side-by-side, I slid over and bumped my shoulder into his playfully. "I'd prefer your shoulder, instead of that snowman you fired at me."

"Oh, you knew it was me, huh?" I said with a giggle. He nodded, and couldn't keep his eyes off me. For some reason, I began to blush and get nervous. Then I started thinking about earlier that morning, when he pushed me gently back onto my bed. "U…Um, don't we have a race to finish?" I started hopping a bit again, trying to gain speed.

"Think you can be faster than me by hopping like a rabbit, Maltinie?" Slash hopped up once and was instantly racing ahead. I could feel my face grow hot again.

We finished the race just as the sun was setting behind the palm trees. Jam had come in first and was celebrating loudly, jumping up and down and hugging everybody. He even hugged me! We all laughed and began to take off our boards, sitting on the lush grass.

Placing our boards to the side, we watched the sun set, the sky turning a vivid pink and purple, with a bit of yellow dashed across. Nancy and I sat together, and Jam and Slash were going over their strategies for the next race, and the highlights of today's.

"You should definitely help Jam celebrate more tonight," I said with a playful, devilish grin. Nancy blushed deeply, looking as shy and innocent as the first day I met her. She laid her head on my shoulder, and I turned toward her and kissed the top of her blonde hair.

After the sun was down, and the stars and moon were high in the sky, I looked down at Nancy. Things had been quiet for a long time, and she had fallen asleep. I kept stroking her arm and smiled, laughing softly to myself.

"Hey, Lin," Jam's voice called softly. I turned in his direction. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" I looked past him to Slash, who had also fallen asleep.

"Yeah, what's up?" I asked, turning my attention back to him.

"I need to talk to you about something that happened last night," he continued in a whisper. I already knew what he was going to say. "See, something happened, and I don't know how to feel or anything."

"Well, what happened?" I asked, hiding the fact that I already knew.

"It was about one in the morning and Slash was going to sleep in his room. I wasn't tired yet, and when I was leaving the theater, I started thinking about Nancy. For whatever reason, I asked one of the butlers or somebody where she was, and they told me, so I went into her room. She was still awake, reading a book or doodling or something, and we started talking. Then…one thing lead to another, and we had sex," he confessed his story to me.

I felt Nancy stir a bit, and moved my body so her head was lying in my lap. Jam's dark brown eyes turned to her, then back to me. The moon's light shimmered off his mocha-colored skin.

"So, what seems to be the problem?" I asked, still trying to figure that out.

"I don't know, man. We've known each other for years now, we grew up together. I've always thought of her as a sister. But a few months ago, I started having different feelings. I don't know what happened, yo, but it was like, one look at her and I felt totally different."

"So, you regret having sex because you've known her for so long?" I thought aloud.

"No, no, I don't regret it at all! But at the same time, I kind of do. Like, what if I wasn't romantic enough? And what if she didn't like it or something?" Jam was kind of cute when he worried.

"Jam, trust me, she liked he. I think she's been kind of hurt, though, because you haven't talked to her about it. Maybe you should when we get back to the mansion," I suggested. He nodded quietly.

"Thanks, Lin," was all he said.

"So, let's get back. I definitely need a shower," I said as I shook Nancy gently to wake her up. Jam stood and walked to Slash and nudged him with his foot. I rolled my eyes.

"What…are we still doing here?" Nancy asked as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"We were just going back to the mansion. We decided to stay and watch the sun set, but you passed out not too long after," I said with a playful smile as I stood and helped her up.

We all walked back to the Maltinie private jet together. Nancy looked at me and I smiled, winking to her. I saw her face light up with a bright grin. I nudged her playfully with my shoulder and wrapped my arm around her waist. I turned my attention to Jam and winked in his direction, which caused him to smile.

"So, Kuehnemund, you won. How are you going to celebrate?" Slash asked.

"I'm going to…" Jam began. It was obvious he didn't have an idea in mind. "…Maybe play some video games!" We all sighed and shook our heads, then laughed at the "typical Jam" moment.