Leather Jacket part 1

       I crept along an alleyway. If I rounded the corner, I would be at the breadstand. I heard a door slam and I looked at my best friend, Aaron. He signaled to me that the coast was clear. I rounded the corner, grabbed four buns, and ran to Aaron. I handed him two buns and we sprinted down Kawaii beach down to our little shack made of driftwood. My name is Czarina, but Aaron calls me Cezar. I like that. We live in a little shack made of driftwood thats been washed up onto Kawaii Beach, in Hawaii. 7 years ago, when we were 5, our families lived together in a tiny cottage. Aaron and I were best friends and it felt like we were brother and sister. One day, our house caught on fire when a criminal lit several parts of our little cottage with a big lighter. Aaron saw the smoke, and the smart little five year old grabbed me and we ran as fast as our little legs could carry us down to Kawaii beach, not to far from the burning cottage. My parents were asleep and Aaron's parents were reading. They weren't quick enough to escape the burning cottage and all of them died, leaving us alone on Kawaii beach.

          "Cezar, you got FOUR buns? The baker might notice!" Aaron said as we were fixing up some damaged surf boards we found on the beach. "I'd think you'd be grateful!" I told him. "We havent eaten since yesterday morning." Aaron sighed. He knew I had a point. I went back to wacking a bent boards with a random peice of metal. All of the boards we had fixed were leaning on our shack. I really wanted to go surfing right now! I stood on top of the bent board, jumped on it a couple times, and I had a sorta-straight red and orange surf board. "ALL DONE!" I yelled. "Ha! I'm going to get today's first wave!" Aaron looked at his halfway fixed board and started working rapid fire. I ran into the shack, threw on a swimsuit I took from a gift shop and ran outside. My hair is dark brown and I have a purple lightning bolt highlight on the side of my head that Aaron earned enough money to get me for my birthday. I ran to the back of the shack and beamed at my small white board with a purple lightning bolt to match my hair in the middle. I walked over to the board stands where Aaron was still working. "Hey, are you done yet?" I asked him. "Almost," he said and looked up. "Woah." He was staring at me like I was some kind of celebrity. I looked down. I was wearing a white bikini. I looked at him awkwardly. "What?" "Oh nothing." He looked back down and kept on glancing at me as I took some kind of green mushiness off the bottom of my board. When Aaron finished fixing up an orange board I saw why he was taking so long. His favorite color is orange. He told me that he wanted a perfect orange board to surf with and he would use it forever. Aaron had made this board look brand new. I could tell that this was going to be his permanet board, like my white and purple one. Aaron came out of the shack. "Thanks for waiting," he said. "Your welcome. Is this going to be your permanet board?" I asked. "Yeah," Aaron said grinning. "Lets go try it out!"

         I paddled out into the water, Aaron by my side. We had been surfing in competitions since we were four. Some competitions gave money, so thats how we got to buy stuff every once in a while. I looked out over the ocean. The waves were big today. A big wave was coming up. We both caught it and I did a couple tricks while Aaron wiped out. I got off my board laughing. "Good one, Cezar!" He called to me. We paddled back out and caught more waves, bigger each time. Aaron decided to paddle out farther and see if their were any big ones out there. I followed him. When we were sitting on our boards waiting for a wave, I admired my beatiful board. I loved it so much. I found purple spray paint and made the lightning bolt to match me. I looked over at Aaron. He was staring at me, wide eyed. "What?" I asked him. He quickly turned away. "Uhhhhh nothing." We sat in silence. I looked into the water and saw something dart below me. "Aaron..." I screamed. Some kind of shark had rammed my board. It split in half and flew off of it and crashed into the water. "Cezar!" Aaron yelled. He grabbed me and put me on his board. I fainted and he paddled us to a little island thing about 5 hundred yards off the shore. I was twitching and shivering. "My board... my board... I want my board..." I muttered. Aaron looked out to where the shark attacked me. To halfs of a white board lay in the water. "Oh no," He said. Aaron looked at me then at my broken board in the distance and dove into the water.

Thanks for reading! I will have part 2 written.... whenever you see it come out, ok?