Being J.C’s sister had its own complications. This meant that he was destined from a young age to get you into surfing: which overtime, he had accomplished.

You and J.C had always been close as siblings and you would go out with him and his friends almost daily, his friends consisted of: dean, josh and terry. And his girlfriend chloe, she lived with J.C for a long time.

Dean was J.C’s closest friend, you had always fancied him, you felt he was misunderstood a little. You two would smoke weed to your heart’s content, he would offer you his jacket when he saw you were cold. He treats you better than any of the others.

Being the only female in the group felt strange, you got used to being around them, it was a comfort.

Today, your whole group had travelled down to the caravan to visit the boneyard: the most difficult place to surf in england. The adrenaline and excitement rushed through you all.

Terry had gotten drunk beyond belief, as was everyone else. However, you and dean were sat separate from the others, giggling and smoking.

“Bloody ‘ell, that wave was fuckin’ massive!” Dean giggles, passing you his joint, blowing the smoke into the air as he leans into you.

He admires you too, always has done but will never admit his feelings, you were his friend’s sister and favourite in the group: he couldn’t..