I keep my feet planted on the surfboard, knees bent, arms loose, and my eyes looking in the direction I'm going. My dampened hair sticks to the side of my face as the rush of the wind kicks the sea into into a huge wave. I almost lose my balance from the force of the wave but Cory's grip on my arms has me pull myself back to my perfect position. It's a perfect Tuesday afternoon for a surf date with Cory— that's what I call it, sue me— and we both sneaked out of kitchen duties to hang out with dolphins instead. They seem friendlier than actual humans these days. I opted for a wetsuit, and I'm glad I did because it's keeping my body warm in the cold water, preventing chills. Cory's figure becomes distorted as the water separates and comes between us. We connect our hands through the water as he unexpectedly drags me away from my surfboard and lands me on his hands, carrying me bridal style. "I didn't plan for this!" I yell over the lo

Simone and I are currently laid out on the beach chairs, having a beautiful view of the crystal clear ocean.We're both laying out in the sun, my eyes closed and headphones tucked in, working on my tan, and Simone's beside me solving a crossword puzzle— something Mabel's very fond of doing too. We don't talk anymore after our mini argument which is weird. She's not the type to go on a no talking spree for this long. I don't even get daily memes from her anymore, and that means one thing; either she's still mad at me, or got hit by a bus.Simone went ahead to give me this pep talk about how I should've handled the situation differently, and I've searched high, I've searched low, but no matter how hard I look, I can't find where I asked for her opinion.Someone's presence blocks my view from the sun as I tear my eyes open to see who had the nerve to obstruct my tan process. Lacey stands there, looking displeased as ever. "What do yo

"A young boy is sleeping in his bed on a usual night. He hears footsteps outside his door, and peeks open an eye to see what is happening," Everyone is dead silent, making Simone's voice audible enough to the little crowd that forms a circle. We're all sitting on chunks of wood. "His door swings open quietly to reveal a murderer carrying the corpses of his parents. After silently propping them on a chair, he writes something on the wall in the blood of the dead bodies. He then hides under the child's bed." My fingers digs in tightly to whoever's arms I'm gripping on in fear. "The child is scared beyond belief. He can't read the writing on the wall and he knows the man is under his bed. Like any child, he pretends that he slept through the whole thing and hasn't awoken yet. He lays still as the bodies, quietly hearing the breaths from under his bed.""An hour passes, and his eyes are adjusting more to the darkness. He tries to make out the words, but

It's the Statehood Day soon. And it's all everyone can talk about. The hotel walls are alive with squeals and chatter. Everyone's trying out their colorful Aloha shirts; They're usually collared and button dress shirts, mainly short sleeved and cut from printed fabric.In order to commemorate the day Hawaii joined the U.S of A as state fifty, the hotel is hosting a concert in it's premises, mainly for their customers. We the 'workers' aren't allowed. But that's not stopping us from sneaking in, though.Lacey's sitting Indian style on her bed, making a phone call when I step out of the bathroom in my robe. It's five hours till midnight. Also eight hours from now to Cory's and I little adventure by 3am, and it's all I've been thinking about since he brought it up. My stomach instantly forms a tight knot as I remember what I have in mind for tonight. There's only two things that can happen. Acceptance or Rejection. And even if I get rejected, it'

"Is she dead?" A low voice whispers. "I don't know. What should a corpse look like?""I think it's...""Shhhhhh, she's waking up."I open my eyes slowly. My sight is blurred for a few seconds before they fully adjust to my surroundings. Simone and Lacey are sitting by my bedside, their faces bent down so that they are so close to mine, their eyes huge with wonder. "Why are you guys so close to my face?" "Do you remember us?" Lacey slowly asks, choosing her words carefully. "I'm Lacey." She points to Simone. "And this is Simone." She points to herself."I know who you guys are." With a hand, I push their faces away from me and sit upright on my bed, my blue bed sheets falling down to my waists as I notice I'm no longer in the clothes I wore last night. "Who brought me here?" I ask. "We don't know. We came in this morning and saw you looking like you were dead." Simone explains."The pa