Chap. 8 Out In The Ocean Blue

~James' sort of POV~

James scowled as he tried to unfold his custom foldout beach chair. "Why am I forced to do this?" James whined, looking at Kendall. Kendall took off his sunglasses and returned the scowl. "Excuse me?" Kendall sounded offended. "This is YOUR $100 chair!" James rolled his eyes and placed his chair in front of the umbrellas so he could tan properly. James started to complain about the spot they had picked, but Logan interrupted like usual. "Well you better cool the attitude James. Now shut up, he's coming!" Logan pointed out towards the sand dunes where Carlos was walking towards them beaming. James subcosciously licked his lips. Oh god. James was thinking. He looks so...so, hot. James observed Carlos' deep smooth tan, and his spiked up hair, and his expensive looking sunglasses. But most importantly, James checked out Carlos' well defined abs. James snapped out of his trance and turned to Kendall and Logan frantically. "Okay, okay..shut up he's coming!" James screamed. Kendall decided to start quarreling again. "Hey, I JUST said that!" Kendall whined. Logan whacked him on the head. "No, I did!" James ignored their intense slapping sissy fight and focused on the approaching Latino. James stood up to greet him and ended up doing some pretty impulsive stuff. James ran his hand down Carlos' bare chest, not knowing what he was doing. Carlos blushed. "I-I kind of...like this." Carlos sputtered out, stuttering adorably again. Before James could ask what "this" meant, Carlos piped up again. Carlos ran his hand through his hair nervously, picking at the black spikes. "I like it. This side of you...this stupid, impulsive, aggressive side of you." Carlos muttered, laughing breathlessly. James felt so touched seeing that Carlos liked his impulsive moves. Just wait til he sees me when we have our first party. James thought, getting a sickening feeling. I'm going to freak him out so much if he's with me...especially if we're going to be drinking...which we probably are. James stopped thinking like that. Carlos wasn't the only one mentally and verbally affected by their new relationship.

Carlos cleared his throat. James smiled at him, not knowing what he said. "I know right." James said, using his default response. Carlos rolled his eyes at James and gave Kendall and Logan a small wave. Carlos turned back to James and tugged at his wrist. "I SAID...can we go surfing now? I wanna hit a good wave while the tide is right!" Carlos exclaimed, pulling James and his surfboard down to the shore. James laughed and followed his boyfriend to the water. Carlos paused suddenly, realizing something. "Wait. You surf, right James?" Carlos asked cautiously, feeling stupid since he hadn't thought about it yet. James laughed. It was his turn to drag Carlos to the water. "Yeah! How can I go to the beach for 10 summers and not surf? That'd be crazy!" James exclaimed. He was getting really impatient, not only because this was his first time surfing this year, but because he had been dying to take a swim with Carlos. Oh, the things he had planned to do in the water... James snapped out of it. He was always constantly getting lost in these Carlos thoughts. Carlos smiled and continued dragging James, this time he actually grasped James' hand instead of his wrist. James could just feel himself melting under Carlos' touch. It felt as if his hand was turning to butter under Carlos' touch. James loved the feeling. It was a familiar feeling since James had felt it when Carlos shook his hand when they met. It took a lot of effort, but James restrained himself from reliving that whole day in detail. That was something to do for when they got home. Right now James tred to focus himself on the Latino boy, who was now bouncing around with excitement. His eagerness made James wonder how Carlos learned to surf. Damn, I knew I was forgetting something. James thought in his head. I haven't really gotten to know where Carlos is from. We need to talk more. James sighed without knowing he did out loud, and stopped Carlos just as they reached the shore. "What, Jamie?" Carlos said, impatient and itching to get into the ocean. "I told you, I wanna get a good first wave. It makes me feel like I'll be lucky this summer...but I'm already lucky, since I found you." James was touched by Carlos' sweet words, but he didn't want to get sidetracked from his question. He stayed focused and ignored Carlos' words, even though it hurt too.
So, Carlos, I never really got to ask you. Where are you from?" Carlos brought a hand up to James' hair and stroked his hair, trying to distract him. And it worked. As James fell into a dreamy trance, Carlos took the opportunity to run free into the salt water. He laughed like an excited child as he ran with his surfboard and called back to the distracted James. "Weston, Florida!"*

A little while later, the 4 boys were so tired they were almost dead. The whole day, they were surfing, swimming, diving, fighting, or anything physical they could do at the beach. But, they spent most of their time surfing. And to their surprise, Carlos was a PRO. He did all kinds of tricks and stunts, and could do all the basic things without even thinking. Carlos' actions just left the 3 other boys stunned, expecially James. Just when he thought Carlos couldn't be more perfect, there he was turning into the God of Perfection with his extremem surfing skills. James was impressed. But he was still confused about how Carlos knew how to surf so well. James plopped himself down on the couch in between Carlos and Logan, and he decided to ask him. "So, how did you learn how to be so good at surfing? I mean, you live in Florida. Isn't it a little hard to practice surfing in the mountains?" And with that statement, the other boys cracked up at James' stupidity. Well, except for Kendall, because Kendall was about as slow as he was. Carlos contained his giggling and sat up from his slouching position to look at James. "Oh, James...stupid, stupid James-no offense." Carlos added, with a teasing tone. "Florida isn't a mountain state...it's on the coast! You never heard of the East Coast? It's beautiful...actually one of the largest, popular beach states..." Before Carlos could continue, James interrupted. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. I'm so stupid for not knowing the most popular, beautiful beach state in the world. You don't have to rub it in." James muttered sarcastically, scowling just to get attention, not out of anger. James felt like such a little kid right now. And as if reading his mind, Carlos snuggled into James' side and laughed, "You're such a kid, James!" Carlos snuggled deeper. "I think it's cute." Carlos added sweetly.

*Weston, Florida is where Carlos Pena was ACTUALLY born

Note: Well? Sorry I won't get to update alot until the weekend/Friday...tomorrow may be possible. Please R&R!

-datsRUSHERiffic