After surfing all morning, Sammy started complaining about being hungry around noon so they went to she Shore Shack to grab a bite to eat. They carried their boards into the restaurant and plopped down at the counter.
"What's up Tito?" Twister asked the large Hawaiian man behind the grill.
"Same ole thing little cuzzes. What will it be today?"
"Make it the usual" the four said in unison.
"Don't you want to try my new whipped cream and chocolate chip cookie dough pizza?" Tito asked.
The all look at each other and wrinkled their noses. Tito took that as a "no." "Four Shack Burgers, fries and strawberry shakes coming right up."
Otto looked over his shoulder to check on his board propped up by the wall and saw to guys about his age admiring it. He'd noticed them when they came it, but didn't give them a second thought.
The taller one was around sixteen. He was good looking and muscular with shoulder-length dark brown hair and green eyes. The other one was probably about fourteen. He was shorter and less muscular with short blondish hair. He had the same green eyes as his brother.
"Hey dude! Hands off the board!" Otto got up from his seat and walked over to them. Reggie, Sam and Twister followed him.
"Sorry man, we just thought that it's really awesome," the younger guy said.
"Well it is the latest model from Hurley. I just got it two weeks ago" Otto said, bragging.
"It's sweet!" The older guy said.
"Thanks." Otto said weakly, then turned to Twister and muttered "Shoobie" under his breath.
"By the way, I'm Alex and this is my little brother Will. We're on vacation with our parents from Arizona."
"Nice to meet you." Reggie spoke up. "I'm Reggie, this is my brother Otto and our friends Twister and Sammy."
"So when you're done eating, do you think that maybe you guys could show us how to surf." Alex asked.
"Not likely." Otto snorted.
Alex was startled by Otto's smart remark. "Why?"
"It's just that we don't usually hang out with shoobies." Otto said. Reggie glared at him for being so obnoxious.
"What's a shoobie?" Will asked.
"A non-local, tourist, or in other words…lame-o" Otto said.
Alex narrowed his eyes. He was clearly offended. "Well I guess it is true what they say about you Californians."
"And what's that?" Otto asked.
"You really are a bunch of stuck-up, snotty assholes."
"Hey! No one calls my bro stuck-up and snotty" Twister said defensively, moving to Otto's side.
"Oh really. I think that I just did. What are you going to do about it?" Alex asked..
"I'll show you what I'm going to do about it" Otto said through clenched teeth. He was just about to throw a punch when Raymundo came out of the kitchen and noticed the commotion.
"Otto! What's going on? Are you being rude to the customers again?"
Otto took a step back and put on his best 'I'm completely innocent' smile. "I was just talking to the guys from Arizona. Nothing's going on Raymundo. You are way too stressed, dude!"
Knowing that Otto was backed into a corner, Reggie took the opportunity to make-up for his behavior. "I think that what Otto was about to say is that we'd love to show you how to surf."
"Yeah, that's right, we'd love to!" Otto flashed a huge smile at Raymundo.
"Burgers are up!" Tito called from the counter.
"We'll meet you outside in thirty minutes." Reggie said.
"Great!" Alex smiled at her.
"This is going to be a blast." Otto muttered sarcastically to Twister on their way back to the counter.
"I know. I can't wait." Twister muttered back. He had a really bad feeling about the way Alex had been looking at Reggie.
A/N: Sorry about Alex's remark about Californians—I hope it didn't offend anyone! It's not true or anything. :-)