'okay first day of work. you got this Quinn. deep breath and relax. you aced the interview. you got the job.bar tending isn't that hard.' i told myself in the mirror.

"You look great. Quinny." Kalia said. i was nothing compared to her. I looked at my outfit through the mirror.

"all of your piercings look great. stop fretting Quinn. they love you and you have the bar with me." she said with her perfect hawaiian accent. I had one but it wasn't as thick. She was a Native here. but for me I've lived here for about 2 and a half years. I'm 20 now.

"everything is in check. lets skate over there. i don't wanna be late." i sang. She fixed her shoes and i glanced at her.

"woah. you look hot babe." i joked and we walked down the stairs and out the door. we don't even bother locking it up, everyone knows everyone in poipu. (city where this takes place) and everyone is so nice.

we just skated through the neighborhood waving at people who waved back.


"alright bitch. you take boardwalk and i will take street just to see witch way is faster." she said smirking at me. i smiled back and took my headphones out of backpack, witch held our swimsuits and towels and sunscreen.

i shoved them in my ears and turned on pierce the veil, and listened to falling asleep on a stranger. i always listened to music cause its the only activity that takes up all of the brain. so i don't think bad things like i used to. or the voices would come back.

"on your make. get set. goo!!!" i screamed while starting up speed with 3 kicks on the ground. we were just laughing and smiling at each other until we hit the fork.

she went right while i went left.

i looked up and saw a bunch of people in a circle around 2 people. of course i had to slow down or i would run someones child over.

and with curiosity getting the best of me i stopped and saw a guy with a middle lip piercing on the top and bottom. he was covered in tattoos, and looked familiar.

he was beating the living shit out of.... JEFF!! but he looked up at me for a split second and went back to punching him.

i jumped in the circle and pulled the tall dude off of one of my surfing dudes. he wasn't really nice to me but he still let me in his spot.

Before the dude covered in tats hit me with a punch, not even bothering to look, i grabbed his fist right before it hit my face and put it behind his back forcing his wrist in between his shoulder blades.

"keep moving buddy and it will hurt even more. give it up." i said. Jeff got up and was about to punch him.

i turned the dude i had in a arm lock around to if Jeff really swung, it would hit me.

"okay Quinn, let big old dude go and let us finish this fight." he said posting up.

"sorry Jeffery, but it looks like you would lose either way. you're 5'5. and not Muhammed Ali. he's 6'3 and obviously had fights before. now, leave." i said and he backed off and left towards the beach.

I let him go and he turned red from the anger. "what the hell i had that fight!" he screamed at me and i quickly thought. 'you deserved what you got' and got a tickle in my brain. he got even more red.

"Okay dude chill. come to beachside up the road and i will makeup for it okay?" i said scared he was going to do what my dad always did.

his features softened and he nodded and mumbled an okay. i looked him in the eyes and then it hit me.

'its mike fucking Fuentes.' and i was shocked.i felt that tickle again he looked at me with a smirk.





Like he could read my mind.

Notes

Kalia's outfit

Quinn's outfit


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