Can't play on broken strings-Part 3
Nothing really to say but I know this took AGES but it's here now!
I slid out of bed not waking Slate up. I threw on my bikini and rash vest(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=38141126) . I grabbed my board from the back & Caught the early morning wave's finaly mastering my 360. When the sun was fully risen I wet back to the house. 'Morning beautiful' Slate said when I walked in. He was sitting up in bed looking out my window. 'Hey' I said jogging into the bathroom. I quickly changed into a different bikini with a top over it & shorts. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=38141333) I put my hair in mini plaits & let my small bangs hang out the front then slip a cowboy hat on. I put a little waterproof mascara on & skipped out of the bathroom.
'You look nice' Slate said as he slipped his board shorts on. 'Where did you get them?' I asked him. 'They were in my bag' He answered. 'What you wanna do today?' I asked. 'Well the carnavle is on so we could meet everyone there?' he offered. 'Yeah sounds good to me' I said & smiled. We texted the crew & we all decided to meet at the beach in 10. I grabbed my board & my spare for Slate. I have a supprise for you' I said & smirked as we walked on the sand towards our friends. 'What?' He asked curiously. 'You'll see' I muttered. 'Race ya'll to the water' I screamed as we stripped off, grabed our boards & ran to the water. I caught the first monster wave and showed off my new 360. 'Sweeeet' James said & high fived me. 'Knarly' Said Slate & kissed my salty lips. The rest just hugged me. After surfing all day we all changed back into our clothes, dropped our boards at my place & went to the pier. 'I think your hair got blonder..' Said James. 'Is that possible?' I asked laughing slightly. 'I have no clue' He said & we all laughed. We all just messed around at the fair, the guys found some girls to hit on too. We walked down to the bomb fire on the beach including the new girls who were awesome. Their names were Sacha, Jesse & Lilly. They all surfed. 'Can I have a shot?' I asked the guy with the guitar. 'Sure' He said & handed it over. I sat down on a log & started to play.
'Robert's got a quick hand. He's looking 'round the room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid. Yeah, he found a six shooter gun. In his dad's closet with a box of fun things, I don't even know what. But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you.
[Chorus x2:]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
Daddy works a long day. He's coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late. And he's bringing me a surprise. His dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice. I've waited for a long time. Yet the slide of my hand is now a quick pulled trigger, I reason with my cigarette, And say your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah.
[Chorus x2:]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
Run, run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, ru- run, run, run, run. [Whistling]
[Chorus x3:]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
I sang as I played. Some people joined in at harmonies. 'Thanks' I said and tryed to hand the guitar back to the guy. 'Keep it' He said, smiled & walked away. Well that was weird... He looked oddly familiar too. I brushed it off & started playing another song.
That night when I was laying in bed it suddenly kicked in who the guy was. IT WAS MY FREAKING BROTHER! I raan into where his room is which hasen't been slept in, in 5years and there he was sitting on his bed waiting there. He ran over to me and gave me a huge hug. 'Why are you back' I gasped through tears. 'Because mom had to leave.. She can't tell us why but she left. She left money & said she would put money in every week..' He said. That made me cry harder. I couldn't tell if I was happy or sad. That night I just cried in my big brothers arms.
'You look nice' Slate said as he slipped his board shorts on. 'Where did you get them?' I asked him. 'They were in my bag' He answered. 'What you wanna do today?' I asked. 'Well the carnavle is on so we could meet everyone there?' he offered. 'Yeah sounds good to me' I said & smiled. We texted the crew & we all decided to meet at the beach in 10. I grabbed my board & my spare for Slate. I have a supprise for you' I said & smirked as we walked on the sand towards our friends. 'What?' He asked curiously. 'You'll see' I muttered. 'Race ya'll to the water' I screamed as we stripped off, grabed our boards & ran to the water. I caught the first monster wave and showed off my new 360. 'Sweeeet' James said & high fived me. 'Knarly' Said Slate & kissed my salty lips. The rest just hugged me. After surfing all day we all changed back into our clothes, dropped our boards at my place & went to the pier. 'I think your hair got blonder..' Said James. 'Is that possible?' I asked laughing slightly. 'I have no clue' He said & we all laughed. We all just messed around at the fair, the guys found some girls to hit on too. We walked down to the bomb fire on the beach including the new girls who were awesome. Their names were Sacha, Jesse & Lilly. They all surfed. 'Can I have a shot?' I asked the guy with the guitar. 'Sure' He said & handed it over. I sat down on a log & started to play.
'Robert's got a quick hand. He's looking 'round the room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid. Yeah, he found a six shooter gun. In his dad's closet with a box of fun things, I don't even know what. But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you.
[Chorus x2:]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
Daddy works a long day. He's coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late. And he's bringing me a surprise. His dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice. I've waited for a long time. Yet the slide of my hand is now a quick pulled trigger, I reason with my cigarette, And say your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah.
[Chorus x2:]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
Run, run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, ru- run, run, run, run. [Whistling]
[Chorus x3:]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
I sang as I played. Some people joined in at harmonies. 'Thanks' I said and tryed to hand the guitar back to the guy. 'Keep it' He said, smiled & walked away. Well that was weird... He looked oddly familiar too. I brushed it off & started playing another song.
That night when I was laying in bed it suddenly kicked in who the guy was. IT WAS MY FREAKING BROTHER! I raan into where his room is which hasen't been slept in, in 5years and there he was sitting on his bed waiting there. He ran over to me and gave me a huge hug. 'Why are you back' I gasped through tears. 'Because mom had to leave.. She can't tell us why but she left. She left money & said she would put money in every week..' He said. That made me cry harder. I couldn't tell if I was happy or sad. That night I just cried in my big brothers arms.
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