She was …
home.
She breathed a huge sigh of relief and flopped back against her pillow.
Just a dream.
one
“My lungs are going to collapse!” Holly Silva gasped as she melted into a human puddle on the park grass. “I can’t believe you talked me into this!”
“You’re welcome,” Bethany panted as she landed next to Holly with a grin. She never got tired of running at Hanalei Bay. Surrounded by towering green cliffs and waterfalls that seemed to go on forever, it was like having a running trail in the middle of Jurassic Park. Minus the man-eating dinosaurs, of course.
The run had been good for her, she thought, glancing up at the wide blue bowl of sky. Good enough to shake off the cloud that had been looming over her ever since waking from that crazy dream.
“How many miles was that?”
Bethany glanced over as Holly threw her arms wide across the grass. Bethany smiled. The cool thing about hanging with Holly was you couldn’t stay in a weird mood for long.
“Miles? More like one mile,” Bethany said, and then laughed as Holly’s green eyes widened in disbelief. “It’s running in the sand that gets you.”
“It’s running in the sand
after
surfing all morning. No wonder Malia and Jenna bailed on us!”
“Malia and Jenna aren’t as gullible as you,” Bethany teased. Bethany had to bite her lip to keep from giggling as her friend sat up. Holly’s short brown hair was dark with sweat and sticking up all over the place.
“It’s winter training, Holly,” Bethany continued when she was able to talk without laughing. “You’ll be glad you did it with me when you survive Hanalei Bay when it’s fifteen feet.”
“News flash, Bethany; I don’t like to surf when it’s fifteen feet—
you
like to surf when it’s fifteen feet!” Holly narrowed her eyes. “And why do you keep looking at my hair?”
“Well …” Bethany burst out laughing. “It’s a little scary.”
“Ugh,” Holly groaned, running her hands through her hair as her eyes darted toward the cute surfers tossing a Frisbee on the beach. “That’s what I get for following you around the bay twice!”
Bethany smiled as she turned her gaze towards the rocky shoreline on the other side of the bay. Suddenly, her smile faded a little and she felt a shiver go up her back. Why couldn’t she shake that dream?
There was something about those rocks—
“So, tell me why you like torturing yourself like this.” Holly said, interrupting Bethany’s thoughts.
Bethany leaned back in the grass and thought for a moment. “Remember last January at the Big Surf?”
“I remember you were the only girl crazy enough to go out.”
“Well, I got caught by flat rock in a cleanup set. I was pinned to the bottom for the first wave, rolled around by the second, and finally broke surface for a breath after the third wave—”
“Exactly
why
I don’t surf the bay when it’s fifteen feet!”
“No, you don’t get it! What I’m saying is, I was a little freaked out—but not like I would’ve been if I hadn’t trained. If you
know
you can handle a couple of wave hold downs, then it isn’t as scary …” Bethany’s voice trailed off as she thought about the dream again, and she wondered if it meant that she needed to train harder — be better prepared.
She glanced over at Holly who was quiet for once, with a thoughtful look on her face as she studied the sky. Bethany wished Holly would say something—anything — to lighten the mood.
“Hello?”
“I was just trying to figure out what’s worse,” Holly said finally, her grin reappearing. “Training with you or being wiped out by a massive wave.”
“Very funny.”
“I gotta get up and find something to drink,” Holly said with a laugh, then groaned as she slowly rose to her feet. “My body hates me, and we still have the car wash to do!”
“Let’s head into town. I’ll buy you a bottle of water for being such a good sport,” Bethany offered.
Holly arched a brow at
home.
She breathed a huge sigh of relief and flopped back against her pillow.
Just a dream.
one
“My lungs are going to collapse!” Holly Silva gasped as she melted into a human puddle on the park grass. “I can’t believe you talked me into this!”
“You’re welcome,” Bethany panted as she landed next to Holly with a grin. She never got tired of running at Hanalei Bay. Surrounded by towering green cliffs and waterfalls that seemed to go on forever, it was like having a running trail in the middle of Jurassic Park. Minus the man-eating dinosaurs, of course.
The run had been good for her, she thought, glancing up at the wide blue bowl of sky. Good enough to shake off the cloud that had been looming over her ever since waking from that crazy dream.
“How many miles was that?”
Bethany glanced over as Holly threw her arms wide across the grass. Bethany smiled. The cool thing about hanging with Holly was you couldn’t stay in a weird mood for long.
“Miles? More like one mile,” Bethany said, and then laughed as Holly’s green eyes widened in disbelief. “It’s running in the sand that gets you.”
“It’s running in the sand
after
surfing all morning. No wonder Malia and Jenna bailed on us!”
“Malia and Jenna aren’t as gullible as you,” Bethany teased. Bethany had to bite her lip to keep from giggling as her friend sat up. Holly’s short brown hair was dark with sweat and sticking up all over the place.
“It’s winter training, Holly,” Bethany continued when she was able to talk without laughing. “You’ll be glad you did it with me when you survive Hanalei Bay when it’s fifteen feet.”
“News flash, Bethany; I don’t like to surf when it’s fifteen feet—
you
like to surf when it’s fifteen feet!” Holly narrowed her eyes. “And why do you keep looking at my hair?”
“Well …” Bethany burst out laughing. “It’s a little scary.”
“Ugh,” Holly groaned, running her hands through her hair as her eyes darted toward the cute surfers tossing a Frisbee on the beach. “That’s what I get for following you around the bay twice!”
Bethany smiled as she turned her gaze towards the rocky shoreline on the other side of the bay. Suddenly, her smile faded a little and she felt a shiver go up her back. Why couldn’t she shake that dream?
There was something about those rocks—
“So, tell me why you like torturing yourself like this.” Holly said, interrupting Bethany’s thoughts.
Bethany leaned back in the grass and thought for a moment. “Remember last January at the Big Surf?”
“I remember you were the only girl crazy enough to go out.”
“Well, I got caught by flat rock in a cleanup set. I was pinned to the bottom for the first wave, rolled around by the second, and finally broke surface for a breath after the third wave—”
“Exactly
why
I don’t surf the bay when it’s fifteen feet!”
“No, you don’t get it! What I’m saying is, I was a little freaked out—but not like I would’ve been if I hadn’t trained. If you
know
you can handle a couple of wave hold downs, then it isn’t as scary …” Bethany’s voice trailed off as she thought about the dream again, and she wondered if it meant that she needed to train harder — be better prepared.
She glanced over at Holly who was quiet for once, with a thoughtful look on her face as she studied the sky. Bethany wished Holly would say something—anything — to lighten the mood.
“Hello?”
“I was just trying to figure out what’s worse,” Holly said finally, her grin reappearing. “Training with you or being wiped out by a massive wave.”
“Very funny.”
“I gotta get up and find something to drink,” Holly said with a laugh, then groaned as she slowly rose to her feet. “My body hates me, and we still have the car wash to do!”
“Let’s head into town. I’ll buy you a bottle of water for being such a good sport,” Bethany offered.
Holly arched a brow at
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