Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own any of the characters in this story. The only characters I own are Jazz Saunders and her father, and any other characters that I mention who weren't in the movie.

It was a quiet autumn morning in Dogtown as 15-year old Jazz Saunders pulled off her covers and quietly; to prevent waking up her father, changed into a bathing suit. She dug through her closet looking for her wetsuit, and when she found it she put it on up to her waist. Jazz was what you would call a "girly tom boy" Most of the time she hung out with her guy friends, down at her uncle's surf shop right by the beach, half the time they hung out they were skating and/or surfing; the other half of the time they were eating, partying, and ditching school. However Jazz did enjoy spending time with her girlfriends as well, they would hang out at the many shops down by the beach, or chill at home and have slumber parties.

Jazz stood at 5'6, she had an athletic build but was curvy in all the right places; she inherited her curves from her mother, who left when she was 10. She had Auburn colored hair that went a couple inches past her shoulders, it was layered and she always swept her bangs over her left eye. Her eyes were a gray-blue color, with specs of green here and there.

She grabbed her skateboard and quietly climbed down the stairs, the entire living room was covered with empty beer bottles and various other liquor bottles from the night before. 'Figures,' she thought to herself 'Must've had another party last night'. She slipped her black converse on her feet, grabbed her surfboard, and headed down to Venice Beach, or as many like to call it Dogtown.

Jazz' POV

As I skated down the rode that led to the beach I banged on the cars parked on the side of the rode with one hand, and my other hand had a tight grip on my surfboard. It was a cooler day today but supposedly there were supposed to be some 'gnarly waves' today, according to Tony that is. When I finally got to the beach I took in my surroundings, the sun was just starting to rise, the colors in the sky a beautiful mixture of pink and orange. 'This Truly is Heaven on Earth' I thought, smiling to myself.

I was the first one at "The Cove" this morning, out of my friends that wake up early enough to catch some waves that is. My uncle Skip and his friends who helped him run the shop were already out there in the water on their boards, I watched as Chino, possibly one of the scariest men I've ever know took on a wave. I laughed quietly as he lost his footing and fell into the water. I put my board in the sand and found an empty bucket, which I could put beer bottles and other trash into. We had to clean up the beach every morning if we wanted to surf, Skip's rules. Usually he'd let me come out and surf with them while Tony, Jay, and Stacy cleaned up the beach, seeing as how I'm his niece and all. But most of the time I declined and stayed and helped the boys with garbage duty, and car duty.

I had ten bottles in my bucket by the time Jay showed up, we greeted each other with a hug. Jay and I've been friends since day one, well not literally but we've been friends for a really long time. We only lived about two blocks away from each other so we hung out pretty much everyday.

"Hey Jazzy, Did I miss anything interesting this morning?" Jay asked grabbing another bucket helping me clean up all the bottles on the beach.

"Hmm… let's see. Well Jayboy, you certainly missed quite possibly the funniest thing one could ever witness."

"Whoa, big words Jazz, big words. So what is this 'funniest thing one could ever witness' exactly?"

"Chino fell off his board." I said flatly.

"No Way! Seriously?" He said cracking up.

"I'm serious."

We continued to pick up bottles and Tony and Stacy showed up. Next to Jay, Tony and Stacy were two of my best friends. I could go to Stacy with almost anything he's really understanding. Don't get me wrong I can go to Jay and Tony with almost anything to, but it was different with Stacy, he was a less wild than good ol' T.A and Jayboy, which made me trust him more. My relationship with Tony was a brother-sister kind of relationship, we'd tried the dating thing a couple months back, but ended it cause it got too weird. Although I must say, he is just a wee bit overprotective, especially when it comes to boys.

"Jazz, Jayboy!" Skip shouted coming out of the water followed by his surfing buddies. "You two go in the water. Stacy, Tony, you're on car duty."

Jay and I both grabbed our boards and headed out into the water and rode a couple waves; a few minutes later Tony and Stacy joined us.

"I'll take this one." Stacy said as a wave approached.

He swam out towards the wave and stood up on his board riding the wave perfectly.

"Yeah Stacy!" We all cheered.

Tony took the next wave, then Jay.

"Oi T.A! I get this one!" I said just before Tony went again.

I paddled out and stood up just as I met the wave, I rode the wave smoothly and got off at the beach just when two boys in a red Mustang pulled up.

"Vals." I muttered.

Skip and his boys seemed to have noticed cause they headed for the water, I looked over in his direction and met his gaze. He gave me a look that said 'You know the drill'. I nodded back at him, and waited for the two boys to head down to the water before I headed to their car.

"Go back to Valley!" I heard Jay shout at them.

"This is private man-" Skip slurred, "Locals only."

As the boys continued cussing out the Vals, I headed up to the Mustang and quickly took out their carburetor. It was what we always did when Valley Boys showed up at P.O.P expecting to catch some waves, the reactions were always priceless. I then grabbed my board and paddled out to where everyone was with the carburetor in one of my hands.

"Say, do you two boys have a red Mustang?" I said in my best flirty voice.

"Yes we do dollface." The brunette said winking at me.

"Oh, that's too bad then." I said revealing the carburetor.

"Hey that's my carburetor!" He shouted as I dropped it into the water.

"Oops, it slipped." I said shrugging.

"Go back to the valley you kooks!" exclaimed Tony as we all splashed them with water.

Eventually the two boys left, and the boys and I continued to surf until the waves stopped coming, which was around early afternoon.