I laughed, watching the total wipe-out that happened in front of me. The curly locks of mine that were dyed blonde swayed gently along with the wind — the rest of my dread locs black.

“Wow — and I thought I sucked.” I chuckled before snickering as I floated on my surfboard in the water. “I mean, I’m pretty sure I could’ve topped that.”

Since I was sent to Pen Gu Island, I somehow became friends with Joe — followed by the lost surfer, Big Z. I couldn’t live a better life.