CHAPTER TWO, surfing and guitar lessons

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(alaina's outfit for the first part of the chapter)

As they arrived at the beach Saturday morning, Alaina pulled out two surfboards from the trunk of her purple colored jeep. She had gotten her jeep for her sixteenth birthday and she treated it as if it was her baby. She had kept the jeep in pristine condition and she was very proud of it. It was her favorite color too. Nico looked at the boards with a mix of excitement and nervousness. He could hardly contain his excitement. The idea of surfing with Alaina, the girl he had fallen for, was beyond exciting.

"This is a great day for surfing!" Alaina exclaims as she handed him a board. "The waves are perfect. You'll have no problem learning."

Nico smiles, his heart skipping a beat. Alaina looked so beautiful today, with her long blonde hair in a ponytail and her blue eyes sparkling. She wore a black wetsuit that hugged her curves in all the right places, and Nico couldn't tear his gaze away from her. She looked like she belonged in the water, like she was born to ride the waves.

"Yeah, it looks amazing." He replies, trying to keep his cool despite the butterflies in his stomach. "I can't wait to get out there." He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have Alaina in his life, supporting him and encouraging him every step of the way. He was determined to make the most of this opportunity, to show her how much she meant to him.

Alaina beams at him, her smile lighting up her face. "You're going to do great, Nic. I'll be right there with you every step of the way." She couldn't help but let her stare linger on him. Could you blame her? Her best friend was hot. He was wearing a dark blue rash guard over his muscular torso, the fabric clinging to his skin as he moved. His messy brown hair was tousled from the wind, giving him a rugged charm that Alaina found irresistible.  Her face grew warm after realizing she had been staring at him longer than necessary. 

"Sorry, got lost in thought there for a moment," Alaina says sheepishly, shaking her head slightly and snapping out of her reverie. "Let's hit the waves!" 

Together, they carried the surfboards down to the water, the sand warm beneath their feet. Nico couldn't help but feel a surge of adrenaline as they approached the waves, the sound of the crashing surf filling his ears. Alaina gave him a quick tutorial on how to paddle out, how to catch a wave, and how to stand up on the board. He listened intently, soaking up every word she said.

"Alright, you ready?" Alaina asked, giving him a reassuring smile. She was practically beaming with excitement. She couldn't help it. Teaching others to surf was her favorite thing in the world. And the fact that she got to teach her best friend made it even more exciting.

Nico nods, a small grin forming on his lips. "As ready as I'll ever be." He replied, hoping he didn't sound as nervous as he felt. He trusted Alaina, and knew she would do her best to keep him safe. But still, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you." Alaina reassures him, seeming to sense his anxiety. "I'll be right by your side the whole time."

With that, they paddled out into the water, Alaina keeping a close eye on Nico. She showed him the correct way to paddle, and how to position his body when a wave was coming. She told him to stay relaxed, and that the most important thing was to have fun. Nico did his best to follow her instructions, his heart pounding in his chest. He wanted to impress Alaina, but more than that, he wanted to enjoy the experience.

Finally, a big wave started to form and Alaina grins, her eyes lighting up. "Okay, Nic, here comes a wave! Get ready to paddle!" Alaina called out, her voice filled with excitement.

Nico's heart raced as he followed Alaina's instructions, paddling hard to catch the wave. He could feel the wave propelling him forward, the rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. With Alaina's encouragement, he pushed himself up onto the board, his muscles straining as he tried to maintain his balance. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Nico rode the wave, the thrill of the experience washing over him. He could hear Alaina cheering him on from behind, her voice urging him to keep going. And then, with a surge of triumph, he felt himself standing upright on the board, riding the wave like a pro.

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