If there were two things JJ loved most, it was surfing and breaking the rules, so why not do both? He wanted to go surfing, but John B couldn't go with, so he decided to take a solo trip to the bone yard. While walking, he noticed there was a "No surfing" sign, considering the new rule they had where the surfers and the swimmers were on two different sides to avoid any accidents.

He saw the sign, ignored it, and hopped in the water. He only got a few good waves until he heard the terrible screeching of the lifeguards whistle. Here we go.

"You can't swim there!"

She yelled, rolling her eyes. Damn, were the new lifeguards supposed to be this sassy? She hopped down from her little tower, walking over to JJ with her whistle in hand.

"Didn't you see the sign?"

She huffed, pushing up her sunglasses onto her head.

"Yes, I did. But won't you let a guy like me surf here, sweetheart?"

JJ asked, flashing a smile while he moved his blonde hair out of his face. She sighed. Oh brother.