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Chapter Seven

Movie Night

I quickly set silverware down at a table, waiting for someone to come and sit there. The DR was pretty empty though; just a few guests, and the Marvin boys. Man I hated them. Is it wrong to hate someone that's so small?

Emma walked over to me, with a weird look on her face. "The Marvin kids just ordered baking soda and vinegar, to put on top of their hotdogs," she told me. "That's nasty, right?" My eyes widened.

"Did you already bring it to them?" I asked.

"Yeah…" she said. "Why does it—" BOOM! Hotdogs went flying everywhere. I had to duck out of the way just to not get a wiener up my nose.

"That's why," I said. Emma had a bun sticking in her hair. I pulled it out for her, and gestured to a table where the kid's parents were sitting. "We should say something." Emma nodded, and we walked over. She tapped the man on the shoulder.

"Hi, I'm Emma," she said. "The server at your son's table. Do you think you could keep a slightly closer eye on them? Mr. Marvin laughed heartily.

"They're just being boys!" he assured us. I sighed.

"Sir," I said. "I'm a boy as well, and uh, we don't all behave like that."

"Oh, let them have their fun," Mrs. Marvin said. "They're enjoying this vacation so much." I exchanged a look with Emma, and we sighed, and walked away.

A bit later, from inside the kitchen, I heard a crash. I came rushing out, and found Emma surrounded by broken glass and plates. I rushed over. "You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said, rubbing a sore spot on her head. "Those kids are really getting on my nerves."

"Yours and everyone else's," I mumbled. "Come on, our shift is almost over. I'll help you clean it up and then we'll get out of here." She smiled her thanks as we began cleaning up broken plates.

"I need to get on the waves today," Emma said. "Coming to The Office with me?"

"You know it!" I said. "I need to get a sesh in. Besides, my bro's still expecting a pick, remember?"

"Oh, right," she said. "Ask Ty to take one. He's got a video camera anyway, he'll probably take a pic with your phone."

"If he's there, I'll ask," I said. "Now come on, let's get these plates cleaned up and hit the beach."

XxXxX

After an excellent session at The Office, Reef, Fin, Johnny, Emma, Broseph, Lo and I were relaxing on the beach. The sun was dipping low and we were all tired from a long day on the waves. We were relaxing, like any normal day, when suddenly Fin brought something up.

"Hey Reef," she said, from her spot in the sand next to him. "Who was that girl we saw you flirting with today at the beach?" Emma had told me about this; she and Fin had noticed Reef flirting with one of his students. But I didn't get what the big deal was.

"Who, Blaire?" Reef asked. "Oh yeah, she's totally into me."

"Hot?" I asked.

"Way," he said. He had to speak up a bit, since we were sitting across from each other. We were all in a sort of V formation, with Johnny next to Fin, who was next to Reef, who was next to Emma. On the other side was me, next to Lo, next to Broseph. I gave Reef a thumbs up.

"Okay, she's into you," Fin said. "But why? Could it be all those perfect things you were saying to her?" Where was she going with this? "You know, all those lines you fed her. Lines from Break Point!"

"That old surf flick where a policeman learns to surf?" I clarified. "The one with Keanu Kole?"

"That's the one!" Fin said, sounding slightly accusatory. "Lover boy here was using a bunch of quotes to flirt with his surf student."

"So I used lines from Break Point," Reef said. "Big deal. I can't help it if Blaire's never seen any quality police surfing flicks."

"See, that's why they should've hired a girl surf instructor," said Fin.

"Oh right, and you wouldn't hit on hot guy students?" pointed out Johnny. Fin crossed her arms.

"Okay, maybe I would," she said. "But I wouldn't be all bad actor about it." Reef suddenly wrapped an arm around Fin's shoulders.

"I think the line that really got her was; Let me… take you… to the edge with me." He said confidently.

Broseph and I exchanged a look, and simultaneously shouted, "Weak!" and then high fived over Lo's head.

"It's like trying to pass off a knock off bag as a designer," Lo said. "I hate it when they do that."

"I didn't hear any complaints from the customer!" Reef said happily.

"Hey hey!" Broseph said, drawing the conversation away from Reef. "We all down with movie night in town tomorrow? The Kahuna shows all surf movies, all the time!"

"Really?" asked Emma excitedly. "That's awesome!"

"He has every one ever made!" Broseph said, taking pride in this.

"I'm down," I said. "Let's do it."

"Sweet!" said Reef. "I'll see if Blaire's in." He walked off to call his lady friend. I turned to Broseph.

"So what's the plan?" I asked. "We get off work, quick surf sesh, and then get to the theater?" Broseph nodded.

"Yeah, but there's something you should all know," he said. "Kahuna doesn't charge cash for tickets."

"Extra sweet!" said Fin.

"Yeah, but he takes random little objects as payment," Broseph said. "So grab something to give him before we head out, 'kay?" We nodded, and Broseph stood. "Alright, cool. Let's head in for the night, dudes. It's getting dark."

XxXxX

The next day dragged on and on. It should've been a pretty chill day, but the Marvin Twins were running amok. Bummer had given us all the OK to ditch our work, but only on the condition that we help deal with them. Currently I was helping Broseph haul luggage out of the pool.

"If it wasn't illegal, and if I wouldn't lose my job, I would put those kids so far underground," I said. "I'm serious brah." Broseph chuckled.

"I get it, dude," he said, as we slowly lifted a large pink suitcase out of the shallow end. "They even make me lose my cool." We placed the suitcase down, and went in for the rest of the bags. "Yo, did you hear what Fin did?"

"No, what?" I asked.

"She asked the Kahuna to play Break Point tonight," he said. My eyes widened.

"No way!" I said. "She knows Reef's bringing Blaire." I suddenly realized what was going on. "Wait, maybe she did that on purpose. She asked Kahuna to screen it because Reef's bringing her. She wants to make him look like an idiot." Broseph whistled in surprise.

"Oh dude," he said. "Do we tell Reef about this?" I shrugged.

"The Bro Code says we do," I said, referencing the unwritten laws of bro-hood that all dudes follow. "So I think yes."

"But Fin's our bro too," Broseph said. "You know, kind of. Plus I kind of want to see what happens with Reef, you know?" I mulled it over.

"True that," I said. "…Alright, we don't tell him." We heaved a huge duffel bag out of the water. "Man, this' going to be one interesting night." Broseph chuckled. Just then, the Marvin kids ran by. I gritted my teeth together. "I hate those kids."

"You know they were beating the mascot like a piñata earlier?" said Broseph. My eyes widened.

"That poor guy," I said, and we spent the next half hour pulling people's luggage out of the pool, and were then instructed to help pick up after the Marvin wave of destruction until our shifts ended. A quick session at The Office was just what I needed after that day, and then we were off to the movies.

XxXxX

The moon was high in the sky as we boarded the Whale Bus. We were all dressed about as fancy as surfers could be, and by that I mean I was wearing khakis instead of boardshorts. I only speak for the guys; the girls, surprisingly, were wearing rather fancy dresses. I assumed they were some of Lo's, because I don't know where else Fin or Emma would get dresses like that.

Boarding the bus, Reef took Blaire to their own seat. Ty came on, and he too was with a girl. Emma saw this, and narrowed her eyes a bit. I noticed, and for some reason felt… jealous? No… maybe… I don't know. But she looked really good in that dress. I mean, uh, all the girls looked good.

I sat down next to Broseph. Johnny sat behind us. Next to him saw Lo and Fin, and in front of her (next to me on the other side of the aisle) was Emma. I leaned over slightly.

"Uh, nice dress," I said.

"Aw, thanks," she said. "I like your pants. Nice change from the boardshorts." I shrugged.

"Feels weird not to be wearing 'em, though," I said. "So, what'd you bring the Kahuna for payment?" She shushed me, and pointed out the fact that Kahuna was driving. I was not aware this was supposed to be a secret. I was also confused as to how he would run the theater and drive the bus, but I didn't ask. I shrugged again, and turned my attention to Broseph. We chatted about surf and Betties for a while, until the bus stopped and we got out at the theater.

Kahuna quickly rushed inside, and locked the door. We were all confused, until he reappeared behind the ticket counter. We gave a collective shrug, and moved forward to offer payment. Before we did, though, a taxi pulled up, and out stepped the Marvin family.

"I cannot believe this," I mumbled to Broseph and Emma, who both nodded in agreement.

"Pay with whatever you've got, compadres," Kahuna said, as we approached the counter. Johnny laid down a computer mouse. "Soon as I get a computer I'll hook this baby up." Said Kahuna. Broseph laid down a small piece of wood with a tiny squirrel glued on.

"Bro, from one soul surfer to another," Broseph said. "Glued the squirrel on myself!" Kahuna nodded and smiled, and Broseph walked in after Johnny.

"Last month's copy of Stoked! Magazine," I said, handing him the copy. "Laird Hamilton made the cover." Kahuna took it quickly.

"Aw dude!" he exclaimed. "I've got seven of these! This collection is getting big!" I raised an eyebrow at Kahuna's happiness at getting the same magazine for the eighth time, but didn't question it as I walked inside.

We walked through the lobby and into the theater. It was pretty big; way too big for such a small amount of people, but no one was complaining. Reef took Blaire to the front row, and behind them were Fin and Lo. In the same row as them, I sat down, next to Emma, next to Broseph, who had an aisle seat. There was a large balcony seating area above our heads, and it was from this that the Marvin boys dumped their entire buckets of popcorn on Lo's hair. She got up in a huff, and stormed to the back of the theater, under the balcony.

The movie opened with one of the most iconic lines of any 90's surf film; "Extreme athletes sometimes pay the extreme price." I smiled, and looked to exchange a fist bump with Broseph, but he had fallen asleep.

"Man, those Marvin kids ruining your day must really tire you out, huh?" I said to Emma, motioning to Broseph's sleeping form. Johnny walked in, and sat next to me. He seemed to be a little upset that I was sitting next to Emma, but not like he was going to go postal or anything. Just then Ty got up from his seat, and walked into the lobby of the theater.

"Be right back!" Emma whispered, and slowly got up to follow him out.

"So we pulled a few scams," came the movie. "Money's a source, but only surfing's worth dying for. I'd rather die surfing, than never take any risks." Suddenly Reef shot straight up.

"Excuse me, usher!" he shouted, gesturing to Fin. "There is someone talking behind me!" In response to this, the Marvin kids dumped yet another tub of popcorn on Reef's head. He crossed his arms over his chest, and angrily sat back down.

Blaire left the theater, probably to go to the bathroom. I took my chance, and moved next to Fin. She was talking with Reef, who suddenly said. "You knew Break Point would be playing tonight, didn't you?" he then gasped aloud. "You got the Kahuna to run it! Oh I am so getting you back for this!"

"So how's it going?" I asked. Fin and Reef nearly jumped, and I chuckled. "So, Reef, I wanted to let you know that Broseph and I knew about this whole setup. We had a tough time deciding if we should tell you or not."

"Well why didn't you?" he whispered fiercely. "Bro Code, dude!" I nodded.

"I know, I know," I said. "But Fin's our bro too. In a way."

"Thank you," said Fin.

"Plus, we thought it'd be really funny," I explained. "And guess what? It is. Alright, good luck with this one pal. I'll be over there if you need backup." Of course I wasn't actually offering backup on this one, it was just the polite thing to say.

As I moved back to my seat, I realized that Johnny had taken it. I shrugged and sat in his seat. I then watched as he slowly tried to put his arm around Emma, and she asked if he "needed more space." I nudged Fin, and whispered, "Johnny just got shut down!" She giggled, then went back to watching Reef squirm.

"This wasn't a date, was it?" asked Johnny, after Emma had gotten up to go spy on Ty (the girl was a little nuts).

"Why'd you think it was?" I asked.

"Because…" he said, trying to come up with the right words. "I was in… the computer… she said… asked if I was going to the movies…" I gave him time to piece together that Emma had just been being polite, not asking him out. He finally got it, and hung his head slightly.

"Aw, come on bro," I said, putting an arm around him. "Being a bachelor's more fun anyway." He smiled, and we watched the movie. I'd just like to note that at this point I took my arm off of Johnny. I mean, I like the dude, but I don't like the dude, you know? Suddenly, from Ty's seat, came;

"No!" We all looked over. It was Emma who'd yelled it, and she was currently smiling sheepishly, with soda all over her chest, as well as the chest of Ty's date. Just then Reef got up, trying to leave.

"No wait, you can't go yet!" Fin said, pinning Reef down in his seat. "My favorite line is coming up." I quickly removed my shoe and tossed it at Broseph, waking him up. I pointed to the screen, then to Reef, as the Keanu Kole's character loudly said;

"Let me… take you… to the edge with me." Blaire gasped. She stood, facing Reef.

"You totally stole all those lines!" she exclaimed. Fin, Broseph and I burst out laughing. Reef was caught, and he wasn't handling it well. Blaire stormed out, and Reef followed quickly.

"Come on, I wanna see what happens!" Fin said excitedly. She, Lo and I quickly ran out of the theater and into the lobby, just in time to see Blaire smash an order of nachos on Reef's hair. "I'm starting to like this girl." Fin said.

I put a hand on Reef's shoulder. "You kind of deserved it, dude," I said. "Learn from this, my brother. Learn from this." Just then, Broseph and Johnny walked out too. The girls had left with Kahuna (something about dresses and Blaire's closet, I don't know) and Ty left with his date.

"Dude, where is everybody?" asked Broseph.

"Who cares?" asked Reef. "Those girls are all giving me a headache!"

"Guess we're on our own for the rest of the night," said Johnny. We sat around for a moment, wondering what to do. Kahuna was gone, so we couldn't get back to the hotel. Well, we could walk, but it was pretty far. Then Reef peered into the theater.

"Best scene's coming up." He said. We thought for a moment, then Broseph snapped his fingers.

"Surf in a storm!" he recalled. Johnny and I smiled excitedly. "Sick footage!" And with that, we walked back into the theater to finish the classic movie.

XxXxX

The next day arrived, and with it another day filled with dodging the destruction of the Marvin boys. Emma, Lo and I were working the DR, not yet having to leave our posts to clean up elsewhere. Kelly had ordered Emma to turn the microwave on.

"I've never heard of preheating a microwave," I said, as we walked over to hit the 'on' button. Emma shrugged.

"Whatever Kelly says goes," she reminded me. She hit the button, and almost immediately there was an explosion. White and grey dust filled the air, and Emma and I were sent flying through the air. When the dust cleared I helped Emma to her feet, and went to investigate. She followed, and grabbed some of the white dust. Pressing it to her lips, she said, "Salt. Someone put salt packets in the microwave."

"And pepper," I said, tasting the grey powder. "Bet you five bucks I know who it was." Emma nodded, and we walked out of the kitchen, still coughing. When we arrived in the restaurant, we found Johnny standing there.

"Someone filled the microwave with salt and pepper packets," Emma informed him. The Marvin boys suddenly rushed in, and exchanged a high five. Oh man, I wanted to strangle them so bad.

"Johnny," I said, coughing up salt. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" He nodded.

"Enough is enough!" he said. We each grabbed a child, and hoisted them into the air. "Where are your parents?" he asked his Marvin kid.

"The beach," the kid responded. "Hurt us and we'll sue."

"That is a risk we're willing to take, right Nate?" Johnny asked.

"A hundred percent," I confirmed. Johnny and I marched down towards the beach, each still carrying a little brat. As we went, the rest of the groms kind of fell in line, and when we arrived at the Marvin parents, they were all present.

"I think these belong to you!" Johnny said, and we dropped the boys on their butts. Mr. Marvin seemed a bit flabbergasted. "I don't want to criticize your parenting skills, but I will: they stink! Your little angels have been running wild, disrupting the guests, and terrorizing the staff for two weeks now!"

"No one can get any work done when they're around," I chimed in. "We've tried, oh believe me, we have. But these two kids are pulling us away from our jobs, and making us work over time. Do you know what they did a few days ago?" They sent me and this girl here," I gestured to Emma, who stood with her hands on her hips. "On a wild goose chase! One of them was climbing in the rafters, and the other stole a bus!"

"Someone has to say it," Johnny picked up. Both of us were fuming now, and what we said was so unanimously agreed upon that we said it—actually, more like shouted it—at the same time.

"Your kids are awful little monsters, and you need to be better parents!" The Marvin family didn't seem too pleased at this rude awakening.

"Well I never!" exclaimed Mrs. Marvin, as the family began to walk away. "This is our third summer here, and we will not be returning." Emma wrapped her arms around Johnny and me.

"Oh, you guys!" she squealed with glee. "Thank you so much!" Just then, Reef, Broseph, Lo and Fin came over, and lifted Johnny and I into the air as a sign of victory. Baumer walked over.

"You know I have to give you both strikes for that, right?" he asked, being loud on purpose so the Marvin family would hear. Then he leaned in and whispered, "Now I have to go kiss some major guest butt." Johnny and I looked at each other and shrugged.

"We're taking one for the team," said Johnny proudly, and I gave Baumer a thumbs up. Our manager gave us a very rare smile, then ran off to console the Marvins.

"So… what now?" I asked. Reef and the others set Johnny and I down as we pondered what to do next.

"Well…" suggested Johnny. "Bummer's off saving face, and it looks like he's actually pretty happy with us right now. You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Office sesh!" exclaimed Broseph and Reef simultaneously.

"To the edge, people!" shouted Fin, referencing Break Point.

"To the edge!"