Kuki's POV
"Yay! The beach!" I squealed, running down the sandy shores. I wore a green bikini with orange straps.
"Yes!" Fanny did a fist pump and splashed into the water, her red hair flying around her face. I dove in and splashed her.
"Hey!" she splashed me back. We had a water war than sat down on the shelf*. I smiled, gazing up at the sun. My stomach growled.
I ran up the dunes, yelling, "I'm gonna go get a sandwich! I'll be right back!" I dashed up to the Snack Shack and ordered a sandwich. I eagerly chomped on it on the way back to the water- and tripped on a rock.
"Gwaaa!" I shrieked. But I didn't feel the rock hitting me. Instead I was… floating? I curiously opened my eyes and found myself being held by a boy with sandy blonde hair and emerald eyes.
"You okay?" he asked, putting me down.
"Huh? Uh…yeah. Thanks for catching me…" I thanked the boy. "What's your name?"
"My name is Sandor. It means the 'helper and defender of mankind' in Hungary. And what is your name?" Sandor asked.
"Um…Kuki. And I have no idea what it means." I admitted sheepishly.
"Aha." He noticed my dropped sandwich.
"Would you like me to buy you another sandwich?" He asked.
"Um, no thanks…" I said.
"Well, okay. Are you participating in the Sand Sculpture Contest?" He asked.
"No…I wasn't planning on it…" I said.
"Well, you should enter. It's tomorrow at noon. I hope to see you there." He said, waving as he walked off. I smiled. Maybe I would enter that contest.
Fanny's POV
I ran down to the beach in my cute red and white polka-dotted one-piece. I jumped into the water after a fist pump and splashed Kuki for a while. Then I decided to explore. I swam down to the deeper part of the water where the seaweed tickled my toes until I got to a rope restricting me from going any farther.
Then I walked across the shore. I saw Kuki chatting with some dude with blonde hair and freckles, then walked on. I came up to a booth selling root beers. I ordered five and carefully balanced them in my arms. I soon dropped one, however.
"Dang it." I whispered.
"Need some help?" A boy asked. I whipped around to see a boy with bright orange hair.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Do you need some help?" He asked again, picking up the bottle I had dropped. It hadn't shattered, it was merely cracked.
"Uh, sure?" I handed him another bottle and we walked in silence to our spot on the beach.
"I can take it from here." I said, taking the other two bottles.
"Goodbye Miss-?" he asked.
"Francine. But call me Fanny." I smiled. "And you are…?"
"Leonard. But call me Leo." He smiled at me and walked off. I smiled to myself as I handed Patton a root beer and stared into space.
Rachel's POV
I hummed to myself as I walked down the beach. I wore a tiger-striped bikini. I took a little detour though and winded up lost.
"Oh great." I muttered. Things were already going great. I was pondering this- and not really paying attention- so I bumped into a guy with light blonde hair.
"Oof!" I said, backing up.
"Oof!" The guy said, backing up.
"Sorry…" I said.
"No, it's my fault. You see, I'm a lifeguard and I'm patrolling here, and well…" he said, grinning at me.
"Oh! You're a lifeguard? Great. I need help. Um, I'm a little lost and… can you help?" I asked.
"Sure!" He said. "Where do ya need to be?"
"At the beach in front of Jamaica Suites." I said.
"Okay, just follow me." He said. As we walked he told me how he was the head of the lifeguards here and how he loved his job. Soon we got back at the beach though.
"Bye!" I said.
"Wait, what's your name?" he asked.
"Oh, Rachel." I said. "And yours?"
"It's-!" he looked off into the distance. "Gwah! I gotta go! Bye Rachel!" he dashed off.
"Wait! I never… learned your name." I said, watching him dash off. "Oh well."
Abby's POV
I had decided to stay at the hotel, but now I was at the pool. I wore a dark blue bikini with white stripes down the sides. I got out of the pool to head to the beach when I bumped into a waiter carrying an empty tray.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" I said, helping him up.
"No, it's okay." He said, dusting himself off. "Are ya lost or something?" he asked.
"No, just heading to the beach. And you?" I immediately felt stupid. He was a waiter! I looked at him. Dark skin, dark brown hair that stuck out in odd directions…
"Hello? Earth to person?" he waved his hand in front of my face.
"Wha-?" I mumbled.
"Ugh. What's your name, girl?" he asked.
"Uh, Abby…and you?" I asked.
"My name's…uh oh." He looked at a customer who looked steaming mad. "Uh, I gotta go…! Bye!" he ran off.
"Bye?" I said. I walked to the beach and fell asleep under the sun.
A/N: CONTEST! A mysterious figure from each characters past's have shown up! If you can correctly guess THREE out of FOUR people, you WILL WIN…
A MINOR CHARACTER! WOOT! Yay, so START GUESSING! FIRST GUESS WINS!
* Shelf- sometimes at the beach, there is a costal shelf that is lower than the coast, but higher than the sea floor.