Chapter 18 (My story has returned!!!)
"No. Is it fun?" She asked Collin as he showed her surfing photos. "Surfing? Absolutely." She tilted her head in curiosity. "How so?" He smiled, and sighed. She went into his mind. He was an excellent surfer, but he didn't show off because he wasn't in it for the competition. Only the fun, and the adrenaline. "Maybe I could teach you sometime." He said. Her eyes widened. "How?" He shrugged.
"There's a beach party coming up, courtesy of Venice beach and Jimena's brain. So, maybe I could teach you." She nodded, then grinned. Observing the smile, he asked suspiciously, "What?" She took his hand, and said, "I think I know something that would be just as fun." He raised a brow, and she changed into shadow. The way he was so attentive made all the pain well worth it.
She flew him to the beach, and took off her sandals. "What are you doing?" She smiled, then rolled up her jeans. She took off her jacket, and straightened out her black tank top. "Take off your jacket." He shifted his eyes. "I gather I'm about to get wet?" She nodded. "You gather correctly." He shrugged, then took of his jacket, rolled up his pants, and being cautionary, he took off his shirt.
She turned her head prudishly, but when she turned back, he was smiling. "Don't be embarrassed if you plan on me teaching you someday." She nodded, then bent down to check her jacket. She grinned, then tossed him a pair of goggles. "I'm used to being in salt water." "Just in case." She said as she adjusted the goggles. He shrugged, and put them on. "Ready?" She asked. He nodded, and she went up to him, and took his hand.
She closed her eyes, and focused her powers to her feet. They rose into the air, and he whispered, "Awesome." She whispered back, "Hold on." Suddenly, she sped out to the ocean, still holding his hand. The waves were a brilliant blue, high and glassy. Just what she needed. While she concentrated on flying and the movement of the waves, she couldn't help but overhear his fascinated breathing. "Don't let go!" She shouted.
She turned to the edge of the wave, and in flew in between the tall wave and the crest. The water sprayed into her face, as she flew with rapid speed through the wave, the water collapsing behind them. She was racing with the waves, hoping she could get out before the peak broke over them. Luckily, she made it out just in time, then unknowingly let go of Collins hand, and spun around in mid air, her skin glistening with water in the magnificent light of the sun. SPLASH!
She looked down, and shouted, "Sorry!" And dove into the water. She looked around, and found him swimming up. She followed, and when they reached the surface, he shouted, "Woo!" Rachel grinned, the adrenaline still pumping. He gave her an open mouthed grin, and shouted, "Incredible." Laughing, she said, "Suddenly, I don't think there's such a big difference between surfing and wave-racing." He laughed. "I guess not." He said excitedly.
She smiled, and through the goggles, she found the look of awareness in his eyes, making her shiver in delight. No! Could it be? "You wanna go again?" She asked, to keep herself from thinking the unthinkable. He nodded, and she reached out her hand. He took it with complete trust, and no hesitation. She smiled to herself. It could be. She flew up, and they raced four more times before she took him home.
"No. Is it fun?" She asked Collin as he showed her surfing photos. "Surfing? Absolutely." She tilted her head in curiosity. "How so?" He smiled, and sighed. She went into his mind. He was an excellent surfer, but he didn't show off because he wasn't in it for the competition. Only the fun, and the adrenaline. "Maybe I could teach you sometime." He said. Her eyes widened. "How?" He shrugged.
"There's a beach party coming up, courtesy of Venice beach and Jimena's brain. So, maybe I could teach you." She nodded, then grinned. Observing the smile, he asked suspiciously, "What?" She took his hand, and said, "I think I know something that would be just as fun." He raised a brow, and she changed into shadow. The way he was so attentive made all the pain well worth it.
She flew him to the beach, and took off her sandals. "What are you doing?" She smiled, then rolled up her jeans. She took off her jacket, and straightened out her black tank top. "Take off your jacket." He shifted his eyes. "I gather I'm about to get wet?" She nodded. "You gather correctly." He shrugged, then took of his jacket, rolled up his pants, and being cautionary, he took off his shirt.
She turned her head prudishly, but when she turned back, he was smiling. "Don't be embarrassed if you plan on me teaching you someday." She nodded, then bent down to check her jacket. She grinned, then tossed him a pair of goggles. "I'm used to being in salt water." "Just in case." She said as she adjusted the goggles. He shrugged, and put them on. "Ready?" She asked. He nodded, and she went up to him, and took his hand.
She closed her eyes, and focused her powers to her feet. They rose into the air, and he whispered, "Awesome." She whispered back, "Hold on." Suddenly, she sped out to the ocean, still holding his hand. The waves were a brilliant blue, high and glassy. Just what she needed. While she concentrated on flying and the movement of the waves, she couldn't help but overhear his fascinated breathing. "Don't let go!" She shouted.
She turned to the edge of the wave, and in flew in between the tall wave and the crest. The water sprayed into her face, as she flew with rapid speed through the wave, the water collapsing behind them. She was racing with the waves, hoping she could get out before the peak broke over them. Luckily, she made it out just in time, then unknowingly let go of Collins hand, and spun around in mid air, her skin glistening with water in the magnificent light of the sun. SPLASH!
She looked down, and shouted, "Sorry!" And dove into the water. She looked around, and found him swimming up. She followed, and when they reached the surface, he shouted, "Woo!" Rachel grinned, the adrenaline still pumping. He gave her an open mouthed grin, and shouted, "Incredible." Laughing, she said, "Suddenly, I don't think there's such a big difference between surfing and wave-racing." He laughed. "I guess not." He said excitedly.
She smiled, and through the goggles, she found the look of awareness in his eyes, making her shiver in delight. No! Could it be? "You wanna go again?" She asked, to keep herself from thinking the unthinkable. He nodded, and she reached out her hand. He took it with complete trust, and no hesitation. She smiled to herself. It could be. She flew up, and they raced four more times before she took him home.