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Surfing Waves *3*

“What the hell do you mean I won't surf again?” I yelled.

“We've done all we could. Arms don't grow back like hair does, Eve.” The doctor shook his head.

“Well you probably didn't do enough,” I insulted.

I moved a bit but I jerked slighly when the pain shot up my body.

“Eve, it's alright. No need to get pissed,” Michael said.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring the pain for the moment. “Yeah, sure, Mike. As if anything can happen in a blink of an eye.”

My mother looked at me with patience. So did my dad. Well, at least they're the only ones who understand my mind right now.

“Eve, you'll feel better soon. Trust me. Your just feeling crabby because of the pain. I'll give you some antibiotics for it,” the doc said.

I nodded my head. “Sorry, doc. I just- the pain is so-”

“As if blaming the pain gonna fix your damn attitude,” Michael muttered.

I glared at him. “Thanks, doctor.”

He nodded and left the room. My parents chased after him, leaving me and Michael. Alone.

“You have no idea how great the house smells. Lots of friends sent flowers,” Mom said with her hands on the wheel.

“Dr. Williams said I can get back in the water after he takes the stitches out,” I replied, looking out the window.

“Can't we start with something easier?”

I smiled. I was finally going home. Where I belong. I watched as teenagers ran across the cove with their surfboards.

I sighed as Mom pulled into the parking space. “We're here.”

How is it? Thanks for voting, fellow friends!

Eve xx

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