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AAOOOSC! Wheatie Bits!

"A Fanciful Day at the Beach"

June 2017
Seven months later...


It is a magnificent morning with the radiant sun shining down its rays on the beach. The cerulean-coloured waters are washing up on the sandy shore and rocky terra cotta cliffs, which looming over the beach. With the coast’s breeze gliding through with its cool touch, it can be easily concluded that it is the perfect day for the beach!

Strolling down the dunes from the concrete walkway, the entrance to the beach, are Kale Clague, Reid Duke, and Nolan Patrick. Kale is wearing stylish navy blue swimming trunks with sunglasses over his eyes. Next to him, Reid is wearing blue swimming trunks with a bright yellow duck floatie wrapped around his waist. Last, but not least, Nolan is wearing misty rose, an extremely pale pink colour,-coloured swimming trunks with a backward black cap over his head and folded beach towels under his arm.

Kale has a toothy grin at the beautiful, summery scenery. “It’s a decent day to be at the beach!”

“Salt in the air, sand in my hair!” Nolan whips off his cap, letting the coastal breeze flutter through his flawless dirty blond hair.

Reid peers up at him with a horrified gawk. “That sounds terrible!”

The tallest friend puts back his cap and looks down at him. “That’s the beach for you.” He gives him a smirk.

Reid creates a disgusted expression with his eyes squeezed shut. “Blehhh!!!” He flails hands over his face, swatting the apparent sand and wind from his face.

Kale turns his head to gaze at his surrounds with knitted eyebrows over his sunglasses’ lens. “Where are the others?” His vision automatically lands on a group of three teenage guys by a red, white, and blue-coloured beach umbrella. He quickly recognizes them.

“Oh, there they are!” He jabs his index finger toward them. “Follow me!” He begins rushing up toward them as best as possible, kicking sand in all directions.

Reid and Nolan come behind him with the same speed.

From underneath the umbrella, Jake Oettinger spots the one familiar guy out of the three guys hastily approaching him. He is wearing amethyst-coloured, white polka-dotted swimming trunks.

“Kale!” He crawls out from underneath the umbrella and shoots to his feet. He bounds over to him, excitedly waving his hands in the air.

The three stop by the right side of the umbrella in front of the exhilarated goalie.

Jake pulls Kale into a tight hug. He then pulls away, gazing at him happily. “You came! Oh, am I so glad you’re here!” He then spots the other two former Wheat Kings skaters. “You brought buddies!” He jumps away from him, clapping energetically. “This is so great!”

From behind the hopping goalie, Brett Howden strolls up to them. He is wearing scarlet-coloured swimming trunks with his thick, wavy, dirty blond perfectly combed. He places a hand on his partner’s shoulder, quickly calming him down.

“Glad you guys can make it!” he exclaims with a bright grin.

The last teenager pops into view in a zap of blue energy. “Who are the others you’ve brought along?” Kailer Yamamoto asks promptly, his hands clasped behind his back. He is wearing a white T-shirt with its sleeves cut, making it a tank top, along with American-themed swimming trunks and his patriotic bandana.

Kale turns to his left, where Reid is standing next to him. “Well, this is Reid Duke—”

“—first Golden Knight ever!” Reid proclaims proudly with a massive closed smile.

Brett’s thick eyebrows shoot up with realization coming over his face. He points at him. “Oh yeah, I heard of you! Congrats!”

“Thanks!” He gives him a smirk.

“How was it like being the only person on the team?” Jake cocks his head at him with a curious expression.

“Well…” Reid rubs his chin. “... it’s hard to play soccer by yourself.” He drops his hand with a slightly downcasted expression.

Jake gives him massive sad puppy eyes. “Oh, that must be so sad…”

Reid dips his head and whispers sing-songy, “Hello, darkness, my old friend.”

Kailer then turns to the tallest teenager out of the three. “And you are…?”

“Nolan Patrick,” Nolan remarks smoothly.

Jake whirls to him with lit-up eyes. “Oh, you're the second pick in the draft!”

“Yes…,” he forces between his gritted teeth bitterly with his sharp eyes lowered. “I almost had Hischier...”

“Well, you are one of the top three draftees, which is a great accomplishment!” Kailer points out optimistically. “I was the twenty-second pick of the draft.”

Nolan looks at him with an apathetic expression and his minimalistic-tattooed arms crossed. “Yeah, yeah, I guess…”

Jake spots Nolan’s uniquely-coloured swimming trunks. “I like your pink swimming trunks!” He points down at them.

“Misty rose.” Nolan drops his arms, slightly glaring at him. “They're misty rose.”

Reid perks up at him with a taut smile and squinty eyes, attempting to stifle a laugh. “Pink,” he squeaks, cracking a massive grin.

Nolan promptly slaps him across his face with his hand.

Reid instantly spins around to the force. “Oof!” He topples face down onto the sand.

Kale then turns to the other three, peering at them through his sunglasses. “So, what’s the scoop for the day?”

Brett now has a tube of sunscreen in his hands, squeezing the white cream into his palm. “Well…” He tosses the tube onto a towel behind him and rubs his hands together before smearing the cream onto his partner’s back. “We’re first gonna have some time doin’ whatever and then we’ll have lunch—”

“Ooo, ooo, belly rub, belly rub!” Jake twirls around to face him, his eyes lit-up.

Brett continues spreading the sunscreen all over on Jake’s torso. “And after lunch, we’re gonna have a volleyball tournament!”

Kailer jumps in: “I have been practicing with past tournaments to obtain victory in this match!” He adjusts his bandana with a determined expression.

Jake peers down at his bestie. “Is there gonna be ice cream?”

Brett halts his rubbing motions and gazes up at him. “Yeah, we’ll have ice cream after the tournament.”

The tallest teenager gasps happily. “YAY!” He immediately pulls him into a gigantic hug.

Brett’s eyes instantly fly open as he feels the cool, creamy lotion being pressed against his skin. “Your sunscreen,” he croaks.

Jake quickly pulls away. He perks down at him, spotting Brett’s torso also smothered with the white cream.

“Now you got some too!” He happily throws his hands out from his sides. “We both won’t burn together!”

Brett lets out a heavy sigh, his eyes cast away from him. “Yeeeaaah.”

“Okay,” Kale speaks up, “what time should we come back for lunch?”

Kailer replies, “When the sun has crossed the cliffs.” He peers behind him, pointing to the cliffs looming down the coast, parallel to them.

“Noon?” Nolan translates with an annoyed tone.

Kailer whirls to him with a solemn expression. “Yes.”

Instantly, Reid pops back up to his feet. “Alright, see you then!” He spins to the waves, adjusting the duck floatie around him with an intent expression. “Ocean, here I come!” He then zooms off toward the waters.

Kale twirls to face him. “I’m coming with you!” He snatches the sunglasses from his face, revealing his rounded eyes, tosses them under the umbrella, and launches right after him.

Kailer shakes his head as he watched the two friends rush away. “Silly boys.” He then plops himself under the umbrella on his red, white, and blue-coloured beach towel and lies on it on his back. He whips out a thick chemistry textbook, opens it up, and lifts it over his head to read it.

Nolan ambles to the other side of the umbrella pole and drops the towels by his feet. He grabs an black, white, and orange-coloured towel and lays it out in front of him, parallel to the small teenager.

“I’m gonna join you,” Nolan tells him. He then lies on his side, pulls out a Pretty Little Liars book from the other towels, and begins reading it.

By the umbrella, Brett turns to his partner. “Wanna do a sandcastle competition?” He shoots him a cocky smirk.

Jake nods his head vigorously. “Yeah, yeah, yeah!”

“Alright, let’s go!” He scoops up a pail and shovel by Kailer and races off to an empty area of sand nearby. “I’m gonna win...!”

“Ruff!” Jake chases after him with a higher rapidity.

Notes

E.6 "A Fanciful Day At The Beach"
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