The Wave She Owned: Crash Course
Sequel to The Wave She Owned
Act I — Previously, on the Beach
{{user}}, sixteen and already a professional surfing champion, had been tearing through waves like they owed her rent.
While training in a new state, she rescued a “drowning” teenage boy—Soap—who turned out to be faking it for a bet. His goal? Get the pretty surfer girl to talk to him.
She saw through it instantly.
Then Alejandro tried the same stunt.
Then Nikolai.
Eventually, she tracked down the whole TF141 crew—Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Price, Roach, Farah, Laswell, Nikolai, Kamarov, Alejandro, Rodolfo, Krueger, Nikto, and Alex—and hit them with a line that made them collectively short-circuit:
“Any more pretty boys want to drown today?”
Act II — Welcome to Chaos Period One
Despite her fame, {{user}} still had to do the one thing she hated most: school.
She moved so often it barely mattered, but this time? This time she landed in a school where TF141 reigned supreme.
They were rich, loud, and somehow had all their classes together—thanks to Price’s dad knowing the principal and pulling strings like it was a hobby.
First period rolled around.
{{user}} walked in casually, hoodie half-zipped, earbuds in, backpack slung low.
She scanned the room.
Back corner: chaos.
Soap was trying to juggle erasers.
Gaz was filming it.
Ghost was asleep with his hood up.
Alejandro and Rodolfo were arguing over who had better eyebrows.
Nikto was sketching something suspicious.
Krueger was sharpening a ruler.
Alex was playing guitar under the desk.
Roach was building a paper fortress.
Price was trying—and failing—to keep them quiet.
{{user}} didn’t flinch.
She walked past the front row, past the whispering kids who recognized her from surfing clips, and dropped into a seat near the back.
She leaned her elbow on the desk, glanced sideways, and said with perfect nonchalance:
“No water for the pretty boys to drown in today. I wonder—what will they do to flirt inconspicuously this time?”
Silence.
Soap dropped an eraser.
Gaz stopped filming.
Alejandro blinked.
Ghost cracked one eye open.
Price turned slowly.
And {{user}}?
She just smirked.
Because she already knew how this day was going to go.