Yo, yo, yo, everybody! I'm in a good mood, so here's chapter 4 of The Dizzy game! Hope you like it! ^_^

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Olette's POV

I decided not to confront Hayner about it. I mean, I'm pretty sure it was him. And I'm really happy about it. But what if it was a hoax? I mean, this is Hayner we're talking about. He's nice, but he's not exactly Mr. Valentine giver-outerer. Plus, why would he like me, anyway?

Beside the point, I'm packing up some things to go to the beach! Pence and Hayner insisted on going, since we didn't make it on summer vacation, and we have plenty of munny for watermelon this time. I'm packing in my sunscreen, towels, sunnies, and the munny into my orange beach bag. I'm wearing my bathers underneath my T-shirt and short shorts and I'm ready to go! We're meeting at the station in 10 minutes, so I get going.

When I arrive at the station I can see Hayner in his boardies and T-shirt, munny in hand. But Pence isn't there yet.

"Hi, Hayner! Where's Pence?"

Hayner shrugs. "I haven't seen him yet. And the trains leaving soon!"

I wonder where he is? Pence isn't one to be late. "Should we go to his house and check on him?"

"Alright, but we gotta run. We've got like, 10 minutes!"

So we start running to Pence's house, which is a pain, because I have flip flops on, and I can hardly keep up with Hayner as it is. By the time we get there we only have 5 minutes left.

Hayner knocks on the door, almost furiously. Pence's mother comes to the door. She's a large, chubby lady with her brown hair in a bun and a sweet smile. She has an apron on. She's always cooking.

"Oh, hello Hayner, hello Olette!" She smiles.

"Hi! Is Pence ready for the beach?" Hayner asks, straight to the point.

"I'm sorry, Pence got the chicken pox this morning. He can't come with you today. Maybe another time?"

"Oh, okay. Thanks anyway." Hayner huffs, and starts running back to the station.

I quickly wave thanks and follow Hayner to the station. Looks like just the two of us. Not that that's a bad thing.

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We're on the train on the way to the beach. We just made it by the skin of our teeth, too. The train clatters around as Hayner and I sit in the seats. The train's quite full today; I'll bet the beach is full too.

The train soon comes to a halt and we arrive at the beach. Piles of people come out with us and we find the beach to be full and hot, the sun belting down.

"How are we possibly going to find a spot?" I ask, looking around for vacancy.

"Look! Over there!" Hayner calls out. There's a spot amongst the vast array of towels and umbrellas, and we both instantly run towards the spot. When we come into reach, Hayner jumps for it, bumping into the hot sand and laughing. I keep running, and I can't seem to slow down. The beach is on a slope and I can't stop! I trip over Hayner's sprawled leg and topple all over him, half covered in sand.

At first we're laughing, then we realise that I'm lying on top of him. I clear my throat and slip off of him, picking up my bag and taking a towel out. I try to pretend nothing happened, but my hearts pounding so fast!

"Ready to go swimming?" I say as I lay the towel down.

"Okay! Then we'll get some watermelon!" Hayner says cheerfully, taking his T-shirt off.

"Race you!"

"Hey, no fair!" I yell out, ripping my T-shirt off and chasing after him. He beats me into the water and stops when the waters up to his knees, and I keep galloping past him and fall into the water. When I remerge I'm laughing so hard I get a stitch. Hayner's laughing too, and he comes up to me and splashes me with water, not that I'm soaked already! I squeal and start running, whooshing him with some water. He splashes me some more so I decide to completely soak him by reaching under the water and grabbing his legs, tripping him up.

"Woah!" He cries, though have of the word god submerged under the water. He comes back up with a gasp and says "Payback time!"

I turn around to try and swim away but he wraps his arms around my stomach and whirls me around. I squeal loudly as he keeps spinning but eventually he gets so dizzy that we both fall into the sea. Somehow he had travelled further out whilst spinning and I couldn't feel the sea floor. Hayner grabbed my arm and pulled me back up to the surface. We're both huffing and puffing and laughing.

Funny, though. We've never done that much before, when Pence came along.

Hayner said "C'mon!" and he started swimming out further. I quickly followed and thought that I'd better get my revenge on his earlier race. I sped up and swam past him, giggling in my mind. I kept on swimming, but then I slowed down. But it didn't feel any slower. I stopped and felt myself still moving.

I was caught in a rip!

Oh no, oh no! Wait, don't panic! You can't panic!

"Hayner!!!" I cry.

Okay, I'm panicking.

Fear strikes my face as I try swimming against the rip, but I'm not moving at all! I keep going further and further and I'm getting tired.

"Olette!" I hear, but the water starts gushing over my head and I'm under the water.

I gotta get back up to the surface! I'm swimming as fast as I can, but I'm getting lower, deeper…

I'm running out of breathe…

Everything's going black…

… Hayner…

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Cough! Cough!

"Ugh…" I moan. W-Where am I? I open my eyes. There's a big crowd of people around me, but there, right in front of me, are Hayner's big brown eyes staring down at me with worry.

"Olette! You're alive!" He exclaims. How long was I unconscious for?

I groan and he helps me sit up. I cough a few more times, and people start murmuring and saying "Oh, thank god!" and "That was a close one!"

"Hayner…" I mumble. I feel like I have water in my lungs. Yuck. Sea water.

"What happened?"

"You got caught in a rip…" he said softly. "I had to go rescue you! Gotta say, you really scared me for a minute there."

I coughed again and said, almost in a whisper, "You… saved me?"

"Well," Hayner said, sounding modest. "It wasn't that hard… but don't do that ever again! I thought I'd lost you…"

I stared at him for a while, zoning out. Hayner had saved my life. It was like one of those cheesy T.V. soaps where they all say "Oh, how can I ever repay you!?" But now it doesn't seem so much of a cliché. He saved my life! How would you repay someone for doing that?

"Hayner…" I whisper, and wrap my arms around his neck for a hug. A few of the crowded people call out "Aww…"

I shut my eyes and squeeze him tight. I could've died today, but Hayner was there to rescue me.

I think Hayner can sense I'm about to cry. He puts his arms around me and rubs my back. "It's okay, Olette, you're okay…"

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We're sitting at the end of the pier at the beach, eating watermelon.

I'm halfway through my watermelon, but then I stop. I've zoned out.

Hayner notices. "You okay?"

I look up from my watermelon and look into those chocolate eyes, those eyes that looked down on me in worry, fearful that I might've died.

"Hayner…I could've died today…" I started, looking out towards the sunset. "But you saved my life."

Hayner smiles and looks back down at his watermelon in embarrassment. "Aw, it was nothing…"

"No, it wasn't." I persist.

"You would've done the same for me."

I look over to him, who's looking at me in adoration. I can't help but smile.

"Heh, I wouldn't have been able to carry you back to shore. I couldn't even swim out of a rip!"

"But you've saved me before." He added.

I remember when I stood in front of Seifer to protect Hayner. That must be what he means.

"Yeah, but I didn't save your life. It's because of you I'm still here."

Hayner blushes slightly, and looks over the horizon. I smile over to him. "Thank you, Hayner."

Hayner chuckles slightly and says "No problem."

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Naww, they're always there for each other! Hope you loved this chappie!

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