Surf's Up, Dude! [Open RP]

Shyanne’s Outfit

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It wasn’t often that Shyanne went to little shacks to look for beach going things. Typically, she only bought designer swimsuits and bought the best sunblock and glasses she could find. But unfortunately she was out of sunblock now and had planned to spend the day at the beach. Since the nearest store was this old, dingy shack, she assumed she had no other choice but to go here.

She was wearing a pair of khaki wedges, that elevated her up a few inches, and a long maxi dress that flowed around her legs. Underneath, she wore a swimsuit that was very cute – and not to be revealed until she actually got to the beach, of course. Over one shoulder was a cute bag adequate for beach travel, and her blonde hair was down to her lower waist. She had a sunhat on, as well as sunglasses, which were wide and very obviously expensive.

As she entered the shop, Shyanne took her glasses off and looked around the area. The dresses she saw looked tacky and cheap, as did the swimsuits. She made a face and bit her lower lip, tasting the light scent of her strawberry lip-gloss. Right. She wasn’t here for any of those sad things. Shyanne walked with authority around the store, checking out the cute guys browsing for things more-so than the products themselves. When, after a walk around the store she still couldn’t locate the sunscreen, she rolled her eyes and saw an associate. She paid no mind to the girl already asking a question and walked over, placed a hand on her hip, and cleared her throat.

”Excuse me,” She said, glancing once at Alex’s pinkened shoulder. Ew. She would never let that happen to her skin. God, Shyanne hoped that this place didn’t have crappy sunscreen and this girl was complaining about it! Otherwise, she’d have to postpone her beach day! And that was so not happening. She turned back to Perla. ”Where is the sunscreen? I can’t find any, anywhere.”

Shyanne didn’t like to share attention, so when there was not only one girl there trying to talk to the worker but two people, she bit her lower lip. Great. And of course, to top it off, the new idiot said something. Yeah, of course it was dumb that there was no sunblock around. She turned to agree but saw he was looking at her and made a face. He was trying to make a comment at her expense? Puh-lease. It was idiotic for a surf shack to not sell sunblock, not that she couldn’t find any.

But as she looked at the guy’s curls, she couldn’t help but think he looked familiar. She looked at his face, his outfit, and then his eyes. And then it clicked. This was the goofball idiot who totally turned her down at the mall because he was an idiot! Ugh, her dad always told her to watch out for guys who looked like him. She shouldn’t have been persuaded by his curls, even for the moment of flirting they had exchanged! It was his loss by a longshot, and she supposed she should consider herself lucky.

She flicked her hair – making a point to do so to show her disgust for him – and placed one hand on her hip. ”Literally, duh. Thanks for emphasizing my point, but I don’t need any help.” she said, turning back to Perla.

So apparently the store had kept the sunscreen behind the counter due to thieves? She scoffed at the thought. They could just invest in a better security system, or more employees, but one look around this place let you know just how low maintenance they must be about that thing. The shitty camera outside probably didn’t even work.

She bypassed Alex and grabbed a bottle herself, examining the stuff. She made a face when she saw one of them came with a bronzer – as if she’d use some cheap bronzer when she had her own perfect one at home. She nicked that one and grabbed one of them that had a high rating. This one was the most expensive one, and so Shyanne figured it was the best quality one. Though it was a brand she was unfamiliar with – which did not make her happy. Whatever.

She could so give the remainder to Rylan’s kid sister, who totally needed to get out more and away from Daemon. Maybe sunscreen would convince her to go out? Shyanne could almost imagine the cute bonding time that would be between her and her best friend’s sister – like, of course it would be cute to have a younger person idolizing her! She still didn’t get what Talon saw in Daemon, the guy was such a piece of work, not to mention, completely flamboyant.

When Alex said she was a model, Shyanne looked at her shoulder with a disbelieving expression. ”A model who doesn’t keep sunscreen on them like 24/7 in this weather? You must be a new student. Literally every other model does it. You may want to in the future, just a little FYI,” she said. ”Oh, no thank you on the lessons! I am so not a surfer. I appreciate it though!” she hummed and pulled out some money from her wallet, not yet noticing Tina enter the shack.

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Zak’s outfit

It was uncommon for Zak to visit the beach – in fact, he usually just didn’t. But he had been cornered by his father, asked very passively if he had any plans. Since Fallyn was away for a while, Zak had been given a spare key just to access his guitar – he knew better than to snoop in their house or their family’s things. Unwilling to explain this to his father, Zak just shrugged and said nothing. To his astonishment, his father seemed excited at the prospect and pointed out Nicolette was going to the beach. Nicolette was aghast, not wanting to go out in public with Zak. Yet here they were, walking awkwardly side by side on the boardwalk. Nicolette was the complete opposite of Zak – her style was very preppy, and she wore a miniskirt and heels with a loose fitting crop top and her swimsuit underneath.

Nicolette often enjoyed being stared at, but it was so obvious the stairs weren’t for her but were for her brother, who was fidgeting with his sleeves and how the fuck was he in a long sleeved shirt and those chain-laced pants when it was this hot out?

Much like his twin sister, Zak was equally miserable. He hated the beach, sun, and people, and all three were present here. Some kids stared and pointed at him and he gave them a dark look, one that intimidated some but made others point even longer. Zak pressed his teeth together at the sight. Kids could be so annoying sometimes.

Not too far ahead of them, Zak could see a semi-familiar back. Tina was ahead of them, surrounded by her gaggle of friends. He saw the familiar curls of Elle bounce away from her side, following the other girls to go somewhere else. Nicolette was saying going off, saying something about how her (secret from their parents) boyfriend was going to be there in a few minutes and she had no idea how to explain Zak, but Zak wasn’t listening.

Suddenly, Zak saw something shining on the ground and paused. He bent down and picked it up. It was a credit card. He shined it in the light. Bettina C. Kalivas. Who was that? Zak glanced ahead of them and saw Tina shoving her phone into her pocket. Was this hers?

”Zak! What the hell are you – “ Nicolette turned around, spotting her giraffe of a brother looking quizzically ahead of them. She walked over and rapped him on the arm.

”She dropped this,” Zak said, looking at Nicolette. Nicolette looked ahead of them, at Tina.

”Oh! Wait, I know,” She said, ”Zak, you go after her and then do – whatever the hell you want, yeah? I’ll go on my date with Kevin, and we’ll meet up at the McDonalds over there at like – 7 o’clock?” Nicolette offered no time for Zak to interject, ”Then we can pretend we had lots of fun together, and I’ll tell dad you actually played a round of volleyball. He’ll be so glad he won’t even care that you’re still wearing my eyeliner,” she said. Zak opened his mouth to speak but she held up a finger to silence him. ”We’re doing this. Go give that girl her card – ugh,” She made a face as she turned back towards Tina, ”If she wasn’t so obviously out of your league, I’d tell you to go hit on her.”

”I wouldn’t hit on Tina Kalivas of all people,” Zak growled. Nicolette’s eyes widened. Then she burst into laughter.

”Oh my God, that’s Tina?! You’re joking, no way, holy shit,” She clapped Zak on his back, though since she was so much shorter than him she rapped him on the mid-back. ”Imagine, you and Tina Kalivas as a couple! I would literally die laughing, you are sooooo not man enough for her, you’re basically a girl,” she shook her head and turned, ignoring the glare Zak gave her. Zak glanced at the card, and exhaled. Crap, how was he supposed to approach her alone? He didn’t notice Nicolette look back and sneer in is direction.

”Oh, and Zak? Do me a favor, and don’t come back with any more scars. I don’t want to have to like, explain that to mom and dad. I’m supposed to be babysitting you.” Nicolette called over her shoulder. Zak felt his heart leap for a second – in a bad way – and self-consciously rubbed his right arm with his left hand, the one not holding the card. Right. Just give Tina the card and go find his guitar. He craved a chance to play and, as much as he hated Nicolette, he had to admit this was a good idea. Go their separate ways, and pretend they had fun? Their dad would be happy and, maybe, if he was nice enough to Nicolette and her boyfriend, Nicolette would really help him out.

Zak was alone now, and if possible, he liked walking around alone less than he liked walking around with Nicolette. Finally, he reached the shop that Tina had dived into. A surf shop. Zak blinked at the sign, then walked in.

The atmosphere was a little too bright for Zak, but it was easier being in a store than out on the boardwalk where he stuck out like a sore thumb. He scanned the area for Tina. He saw her, finally, looking at the sunglasses. He began to approach her, but froze a few feet behind her. He had only directly interacted with Tina once before, and it was when she scoffed in his direction while Elle giggled and pointed his way. He was unwelcome to the popular crowd, which included Tina, though he mostly interacted with the boys she associated with, rather than the girls.

When she turned around with a disgusted look, Zak panicked and went behind a display – which barely hid him from view since he was taller than it – and exhaled.

He realized the disgusted look was meant for Shyanne, and since he feared a confrontation would happen soon, Zak figured it was now or never. He reached over and tapped Tina’s shoulder, immediately recoiling as though he’d touched something scalding warm after doing so.

”You, uh.” He cleared his throat and shrunk whenever she looked his way. ”Dropped a, thing.” He held up her card, the material shining in the fluorescents.

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Ooc//: You weren’t around for me to ask if it was OK when I was writing it, Pierce, but I said her full name was on the credit card cause most cards have the full name not any nicknames on it! If you want it changed let me know and I will change it but it could also be an interesting plot point if he finds out her real name since she hates others knowing it! xD Whatever you wanna go with!