Josephina Sanchez drove down the streets of Blue Bay Harbor in her black SUV. She was listening to her radio, singing along and tapping the steering wheel to the music. She was somewhat distracted; she didn't notice two guys walking across the street. She saw them and quickly slammed on the brakes, screeching to a halt.

Blake and Hunter stopped quickly as the black car screeched to a halt, almost hitting them. They looked at the car and saw a dark-ish skin girl behind the wheel. She looked at them, a scowl on her face. She got out of her car. Hunter looked at his brother, who had been closer to the car. "You ok, bro?" He asked. Blake nodded. The girl came up to them.

"Perhaps you should learn to walk before attempting to cross a street." She sneered. Hunter looked at her.

"Hey," he said. "You almost ran into us. Ever heard of a red light?" He snapped.

"Yeah, we had the light." Blake replied. The girl glared at them.

"Whatever." She said lowly, stalking back to her car and getting back in. She saw them still standing there. She poked her head out the window. "Well are you going to move, or should I just run over you?" She barked. The guys stepped away. The girl roared away. Blake looked at Hunter.

"What's up with her?" Hunter shrugged.

"PMS?" Hunter suggested.

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Dustin loaded his bike into the back of the Storm Chargers van. He got ready to drive off when someone tapped his shoulder. He turned around to see a short Hawaiian girl with short brown hair wearing glasses and wearing an orange top and jeans. She held out something to him, a riding glove.

"Uh, I think you dropped this over there." She said softly. Dustin looked back at his stuff and realized one of his gloves had been missing. He sighed at his forgetfulness and turned back to the girl. He took it from her.

"Uh, thanks." He said. The girl smiled politely.

"You looked good out there." She said.

"Thanks. You ride?" He asked. The girl shook her head.

"No.....Don't know much about it, but, hey you didn't fall off your bike and your velocity seemed pretty good, so, that's impressive." The girl said, giving a sideways smile. Dustin chuckled.

"Yeah, that's basically all there is to it, staying on the bike, and speed." He said. "I'm Dustin Brooks by the way." He said, extending his hand to her. The girl took it.

"Larissa Lekika." She said. "I was just by the rock quarry and I saw you drop your glove, so I thought I'd give it to you."

"The rock quarry?" Dustin asked. "What's over there?" He asked.

"Rocks." The girl laughed. "I sometimes like to look at geological rock formations. Its kind of fun."

"Uh, right." Dustin said. "I'll take your word for that." He said. He smiled. "So, you live around here?" He asked.

"Me and my two friends just moved here from Glassington." She said. Dustin knew Glassington; it was a small town not too far from Blue Bay Harbor.

"Oh, cool." Dustin said. "So, what are you guys doing here anyway?" He asked. Larissa shrugged.

"Just needed a change of scenery, I guess." She said with a smile. Dustin grinned.

"Well, if it's scenery you want, you've come to the perfect place. We've got parks, woods, everything." He said, boasting about the town. Larissa laughed.

"Wonderful." She said. Dustin checked his watch.

"Oh, wow, I've got to go." He said. He looked back at Larissa. "It was nice meeting you." He said.

"Same here." She responded.

"You should come by where I work some time, meet some folks, you know? It's a store called Storm Chargers." Dustin said.

"Is that the place where all the extreme sports paraphernalia is? My friend, Summer past by it earlier today. She's more of the extreme sports enthusiast, not me." Larissa smiled.

"Well, bring your friends too. I'd love to meet them." Dustin said.

"Didn't know this town had a welcoming committee." Came a sarcastic voice. Dustin turned to see a dark skinned Hispanic girl with long black hair. Larissa rolled her eyes.

"Don't mind her, she's got social problems." Larissa said. "Dustin, this is my friend, Josephine. Josephine, this is Dustin. We just met." Dustin stuck his hand to Josephine.

"Nice to meet you, Josephine." He said.

"Call me Joey." She said. "What kind of name is Dustin anyway?" She asked. Larissa shot her a look. Dustin blinked. Larissa wasn't kidding, this girl didn't just have social problems, she was down right rude. Joey looked at Larissa. "I thought I told you I'd pick you up at the quarry." She said.

"Yeah." Larissa replied.

"Well, I was at the quarry, and you weren't there." Joey said, crossing her arms. Larissa sighed.

"Sorry, why don't you just put a low jack on me?" Larissa countered. Dustin stood back, not wanting to get in the middle of this. The two were friends, but Joey seemed to be treating Larissa like a little sister. And apparently, Larissa didn't like that.

"Whatever, let's go." Joey said. She went over to Larissa and took her arm. Larissa shot Dustin an apologetic look as the two girls left.

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Tori paddled out into the ocean her stomach pressed flat against her surfboard. Reaching the perfect spot to see the waves, Tori pushed herself into a sitting position and let her legs dangle over the sides, into the water. In the distance, Tori could see a girl wakeboarding, which was similar to surfing, but a little different. It started out by a person being pulled along at a high speed by a boat, and once they had enough momentum, they were sent into the waves to surf back to shore. Tori had tried it a couple times and didn't like it as much as surfing. Shrugging her shoulders Tori turned her board around and lay on her stomach again and paddled hard to catch the wave that was coming in. She didn't see the same girl she'd seen two minutes earlier coming over the rise of the wave and beginning to drop down into the coil of the wave. Tori lifted herself into standing position and let her board slide into the coil, towards the other girl.

"Watch out!" The girl cried. Tori couldn't go anywhere, and she watched in slow motion, as the wake boarder, at the last minute, rocketed past Tori, and into the water, underneath the coil, head first. Her board that had become detached from her feet cracked and broke in two and got swept a lot with the waves. Tori managed to get out of the wave and began searching frantically for the missing girl. The girl got pushed along with the crashing waves and when she tried to surface again, she got rolled even more. She was finally able to reach the surface, and took in a much need breath of air. She began treading water and searching for the girl she had almost hit. Her red-blond hair was literally plastered to her face, and she had a few bruises forming from where she had hit the water. Finally she saw Tori and waved her arms. "Hey! Over here!" She called. Tori paddled over and grabbed the girl's hands and helped her onto the back of the board.

"Oh my gosh. Are you ok?" Tori asked. The girl nodded.

"Ya, just a little worked. I'm really sorry, I didn't even see you. Summer Jones." The girl said thrusting her hand out. Tori smiled.

"Victoria Hanson, but everyone calls me Tori. And you have nothing to be sorry about. I should have waited to see if anyone else wanted that wave." Tori chuckled. Summer grinned. "So you from around here?" Tori asked as they navigated their way back to the shore.

"Uh kinda I guess. I moved here with two friends from Glassington. Before that I lived in New York, with my family." Summer replied, casting her eyes downward.

"Your parents let you move to Glassington all alone?" Tori asked. Summer smiled sadly.

"My parents died in New York, so they really didn't have a say in where I moved." She said quietly.

"Oh.my...Summer I'm so sorry. I had no idea." Tori told her. "Hey it's ok. You had no idea. Heck you just met me." Summer giggled. They smiled and swam back into shore. When they got there, the two girls walked up the sand.

"You OK?" Asked a Hawaiian girl as she and a Hispanic girl walked over.

"Oh yeah, totally. I meant to wipe out." Summer grinned. She looked at Tori. "Tori, these are my buds, Joey and Larissa. Guys, this is Tori." She said, introducing them all.

"Nice to meet you." Larissa said, giving a friendly smile. Joey just stood there.

"Yeah, same here." Tori said. "You guys just move here too?" She asked Joey and Larissa.

"We're roommates." Larissa said.

"Oh." Tori wondered about their parents, but afraid that they were dead, like Summer's, decided to keep her mouth shut.

"Right. Well, we've got to go, lots of unpacking, lots of grocery shopping, and all that to do." Joey said. She turned to walk to the parking lot of the beach. Larissa sighed and followed. Summer looked at Tori.

"Joey's got control issues." She said. Tori smiled. "Hey, why don't you give me your number? I'll call you once we get our phone hooked up. Maybe we can meet up and do some more surf and wake boarding. Only next time, no crashes." Summer smiled. Tori laughed.

"Sounds good." She said. Summer and Tori walked over to where Summer had left her beach bag. She reached in and grabbed a small notepad and pen, handing it to Tori. Tori scribbled in her number and gave it back to her.

"Summer!" Came Joey's voice from the parking lot. Summer sighed. She bent down and picked up her things.

"Got to go." She said. Tori nodded. She waved to Summer as she walked over to Joey and Larissa.