So sorry for not updating, but I only had the first chapter in my head. I have no idea where this story is supposed to go. Well, I am going to try.
Feel free to read the other story I am currently writing with SurfingStoked13 entitled "Ultimate Game Show!"
Disclaimer: I do not own stoked, but I do own this story.
"GROMS!" shouted an agitated Andrew Baumer from outside the rundown staff house. With tired expressions and sleepy eyes, five young teenagers walked down the tattered staircase outside to where they were being called.
"Today is a special day." Announced Baumer, or as the groms called him, Bummer.
"Why." Fin said in a dull and tired tone, resulting in a glare from her boss.
"Because," he started. "Today is my birthday." He threw is hands in the air to emphasise his excitement, however all the groms stood still with sleepy expressions as the faint sound of crickets could be heard.
Bummer opened his eyes as he notice no one was cheering, so he said. "Anyone who doesn't cheer is fired."
The whole forest was filled with a loud roar of applause, cheer and shouting.
"That's more like it." Bummer said with a smirk.
"So, what does this have to do with us, guy?" Broseph asked.
"So glad you asked Broseph." Bummer smiled evilly, resulting in shivers up and down the spines of the five teens.
"I have a proposition for you." He started, finger pointing upward. "Because I don't want to yell at people all day on my birthday, if you lazy slackers can finish all your work before twelve thirty today, you can have the rest of the day off." The boss announced, closing his eyes and crossing his arms across his chest. Bummer opened his eyes to see that all the groms had disappeared. He could hear them running throughout the staff house to the bathroom and their bedrooms.
"Hmm," Bummer thought. "Should've tried this earlier." he mumbled as he stormed off.
The biggest battle of the groms lives had started. They had to get to work and finish it quickly if they wanted a glorious afternoon of surfing. Emma was the first to emerge wearing her wench's outfit. Johnny stepped out of the boy's room at the same time as Emma, blushing when he saw how beautiful she could look in any costume.
"Morning Johnny." The red-haired beamed. She was always lively and happy, except when she wasn't able to surf for long periods of time.
"Morning" Johnny said happily, if not a little sleepy. Johnny was also wearing his uniform for work, so he decided to explain when he noticed she was staring at it quizzically.
"Oh, Bummer called me a few moments ago to say if I finished work by twelve thirty I could have the day off. He said this deal was only open to groms but he said I am basically a grom." Johnny explained.
"Yeah Johnny. You are one of us." Emma smiled, which made Johnny's heart melt.
"Shall we start to head off." Johnny said as he gestured for Emma to go first down the stairs.
Emma giggled and replied. "Sure."
The next to leave the girls dorm was Lo. She was grasping her hair to try and wring the excess water from her brunette locks, but decided it was taking too much time, so she loosely tied her hair in a bun. This act distracted her from her surroundings and she instantly bumped into something hard. She looked up and noticed that she had bumped into Broseph's hard chest.
"Whoa, you ok girl?" He asked casually as Lo shook her head.
"Yeah sorry. Wasn't paying attention." Lo explained, as she looked into his eyes. They both stood staring at each other until Lo raised an eyebrow.
"Broseph. You ok?" She said as she waved her hand in front of his face, wondering how such a small bump to his chest could have rendered him silent.
"Oh...sorry. Hair looks nice in a bun girl." Broseph said when he managed to get some words to escape his mouth.
"Thanks." Lo blushed slightly, but the action was unnoticed by both of them.
"We better get to work if we want that afternoon surf sesh." Broseph said, shrugging and placing his hands on his hips.
"Yeah, definitely." Lo said as she headed down the steps. "I would do anything to get out of an afternoon of cleaning hotel rooms."
The final person to appear from the girl's room was Fin in her purple and yellow atrocity of a uniform. Across from the hall, Reef came out of the boys dorm, laughing to himself as he closed the door. He was then faced with a glaring Fin.
"What's so funny?" she asked, eyebrow raised and a hand on her hip.
"Oh, nothing. Just glued Johnny's slippers to the ceiling." Reef continued to laugh at his own childish prank. A little smirk left Fin's lips, which definitely went noticed by Reef as he smiled warmly at the blonde.
"Last one down to work does the other's laundry for a week?" Fin bet as she held out her hand to confirm the deal. Reef slowly lifted his hand, but quickly hit Fin's hand and darted to the staircase and down the stairs. Fin stared down at her now stinging hand. It was kind of wet where he had hit her hand.
"Hey." Fin scowled, followed by a smile. She enjoyed the games and time she spent with Reef, although she couldn't quite put her finger on why.
Everyone reached their posts at 8:00, ready to fit as much work in 4 and a half hours as possible. Fortunately for Fin and Reef, they both arrived at the front desk at the same time and decided to call it a tie. Johnny ran to his desk and began frantically answering the phone and checking people into their rooms. Emma ran to the DR or dining room and saw 12 tables eagerly waiting for the Thursday special brunch, which meant she could finish all these tables and not receive any new customers before twelve thirty. Fin grabbed a duster and ran to the third floor, discovering a note from Rosie that stated five rooms were completely totalled and required her services. Lo grabbed a bucket and a pile of towels and headed to the fourth floor, where the same note from Rosie said five rooms were dirty. Reef scanned his schedule, learning that he had to teach 4 people how to surf in four and a half hours. Broseph ran to the door and saw six families with large piles of luggage waiting to be seen to their rooms.
The first hour and a half went quickly, with many broken dishes, screams from the unsightly sights in the bedrooms, wipe outs in the ocean and dropped luggage. Broseph loaded his third family's luggage onto the trolley in front of the front desk, speaking to Johnny as he did as Johnny finally caught his breath by examining the check in progress.
"Hey Johnny." Broseph started as he placed a large leather case onto the pile.
"Yeah." Johnny replied, not taking his eyes off the computer as he frantically smashed at the keyboard.
"Did you know Lo has purple eyes?" Broseph thought as he lifted more bags.
"Yes I did know that." Johnny retorted, still not looking up from the screen.
"And nice highlights." Broseph whispered, almost day dreamingly. At this point, Johnny ceased what he was doing and looked at Broseph with a raised eyebrow. Broseph sighed as he leant against the luggage and stared into space, but quickly got back to work.
"Well, better get back. Three hours left and four families to go. Catch ya later guy." Broseph grinned as he pushed the luggage trolley towards the elevator. Johnny said nothing but stared after the afro haired boy with his mouth ajar. What was that all about?
"Sorry" Emma apologised for the 12th time that day as she bumped into someone sitting down and eating their brunch. Her hands shaking uncontrollably, Emma stared at the pile of plates in her hands in horror as she tried to steady them. When she calmed down, she sighed contently and turned around. The sight that met her next caused her to scream and drop all her dishes, making her the centre of attention in the dining hall.
"Wench." Kelly scowled at the grom.
"You need to take all of these tables. I heard that you will have the afternoon off if you finish your work, so you need to cover my tables as well considering I will have to take your tables this afternoon." The other waitress growled.
Emma sighed as a bit of a complain, but her mind drifted to the fact that later, she might be surfing on gentle waves while Kelly did her work.
"Oh, and clean that up." Kelly smirked as she left Emma crawling on the floor, picking up the pieces of the broken ceramic.
Fin had finally finished cleaning her third room. She closed the door of the room and began pushing the maid's trolley towards the next room, sucking in air in preparation of the next room that scar her for life. Suddenly a small beep came from her phone. A small smile grew from the corners of her mouth as she thought who it could be. Taking her phone out of her pocket, an image of Reef topless on a green background proved it was Reef who had sent her a text message. She opened up the message and read;
Beep
S'up Ugly. Just thought you would like to know that my waves are awesome out here as I teach people how to do my favourite past time and get paid for it at the same time. Have fun scrubbing toilets!
Beep
My last rooms have been pretty clean and I only have to clean two more in three hours. Have fun teaching people how to crash. Oh! I mean how to surf. Stupid auto-correct. : P Also, I thought your favourite past time was picking your nose?
Beep
That is my second favourite past time, betty. And I thought crashing was your favourite past time?
Fin smiled as she read the last message. He was hanging around her too much and becoming better at sass talking through a text message than she was. For the past couple of days Fin and Reef had been sending each other text message conversations and they had been enjoyable, albeit their usual bickering, just now through the cyber world.
Gotta get back to work if I want an afternoon surf sesh. I'll talk to you later, okay?
Fin sent this last text rather reluctantly and held her breath without opening the door to her next room before she felt the vibration of the phone in her hand.
Beep
Yeah, ok. Talk this afternoon when we grab a surf.
"We?"
"WE?"
"What did he mean by that?" Fin thought as she read the text message over and over, and then entered the hotel room that had food stains on the walls and dirt in places people were not meant to find dirt. Fin sighed. This one was going to take some time.
"Urgh. Why did I type 'we'?" Reef thought, face palming himself.
"Excuse me? Are you the surf instructor? I'm here for my first lesson." Reef let his hand run down his face and open his eyes to see an overweight, hairy man waiting eagerly for his appointment. Reef rolled his eyes. So far, all of his clients could have been described according to these features. He was not having a good day.
The final 5 minutes had fallen upon the groms. It was 12:25 and everyone was running around madly to try and finish their shifts in time. Emma was carefully carrying a large tray of food over to her last table. Broseph had just closed the door to the last hotel room he had to deliver bags to and ran downstairs. Lo, despite a few tantrums and calls to her father, managed to clean five hotel rooms in four and a half hours in exchange for her father not cutting up her confiscated credit cards. Fin had cleaned the five rooms on her floor easily and was calmly walking to the elevators to go downstairs. Reef was putting away the last surfboard before he began sprinting across the beach, kicking up sand as he did, in a bid to get to the foyer at 12:30. Johnny had just hung up the phone after talking with a business dealer about cheap sponsorship for the hotel and quickly ran to the middle of the foyer, waiting for everyone and Andrew.
12:28
"Come on everyone." Johnny crossed his fingers.
Emma , Fin and Broseph ran to the middle of the foyer and all stood watching the clock in eager anticipation.
12:29
The small group gasped when they saw Lo and Reef were not there, and that Bummer was on the other side of the lobby, walking over to the group.
12:29:30
Simultaneously, Reef burst through the door just as the elevator doors opened, revealing Lo. Both of them ran to the group and they all cheered when they came together. Bummer reached the group and glanced at the clock
12:30:00 exactly.
"Well," Bummer started. "I guess you have all worked hard to fit your entire schedule in such small time, and as promised, you can have the afternoon off."
The group was about to cheer, when Emma stopped them.
"Guys, hang on a sec." Emma spoke. Everyone turned around and glared at her, hoping the next words to come out of her mouth were not going to cost them their afternoon off.
Emma gave an innocent look, then grabbed a cake she had sitting on a table next to the group and presented it to Bummer.
World's Greatest Boss was sprawled in blue icing on the white frosted cake, and everyone could have sworn they saw Bummer tear up a bit.
"Ok." Bummer said through sad catches in his thoat. "You can have the rest of the week off." He sobbed as he stared down at his present.
The whole group cheered and gave each other hugs, especially Emma, and they all flooded out of the lobby doors towards the staff house to get changed for their session, leaving a 'tears-of-joy' filled Bummer admiring his cake.
Well, at first, this was very hard to type. But by the time it came to the end, I just wanted to keep writing. Everyone in this chapter are pretty clueless, huh? What do you think? R&R.
