From the beach, we slowly waded into the waves. When it's hot enough, you can just jump in the cold water and blow off the initial shock of the cold because the heat was worse. The sun was losing its punch, so we chose to slowly get into the water. We went chest deep and jumped with the waves like the rest of the beach, choosing once in awhile to dive beneath them to cool and wet our heads.
I guess I was used to us holding hands since we would every time we went under. We would go down and up the wave together.
It wasn't as flashy as the slides or the rides, but it still was fun. Some of the people were calling it a day, for whatever reason. What they didn't know was that the fun at this park happened at the night.
"So, what are we doing afterwards?" Silver asked.
"I don't know, this park starts heating the water at sundown and it keeps going until two am."
"We could always find something else to do," She said
"Sounds like that could work," I said beaming.
"Well, what do you think we should do?" she asked.
"I don't know, chill?"
She sighed, "You really are hopeless."
We were too busy talking to notice a bigger than usual wave come and hit us pretty well. Silver was pushed conveniently into my arms.
My heart started to race, and I felt hers pound like a drum as well. She used me to slowly stand on her own, our eyes never darting away from each other. Her mouth was also open in awe. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous myself. It was always the first move that was nerve-racking, though I felt that even if I went for it, she wouldn't say no. But then again there was only one way to find out.
I reached in for the kiss, and she puckered her lips to receive it. I was going really slow about it.
"I'm waiting," She mumbled as her lips were still puckered.
"I know, it's just…"
"You were so nervous the whole day waiting for this moment that when it finally came, you literally shit the bed bed."
"Yes, how did you know?"
"I've been there," She giggled. "Now…"
I reached in again for the kiss, and she had her lips puckered once more. Our lips met, and my heart fluttered. The moment felt endless and unforgettable. We had our arms wrapped around each other, and we held on to each other tightly. It felt like nothing could have ruined the moment
Well, minus the splashing, screaming, and general chaos.
We found ourselves in a middle of a stampede of wave goers running out to the beach, often crashing into their mothers on shore running into the waves to get their children out.
"Shark! Shark!" They cried.
We instinctively jolted to get ready to run, but I stopped
"We have to go!" Silver bellowed.
"No we don't," I said with a smug grin.
"So ‘shark’ doesn't mean run for your fucking life?! You don't need a farmer’s daughter to tell you sharks mean ‘hurt!’"
"Real sharks! Look at the fin!" I pointed.
The fin was shaped like a shark’s, but it was painted aluminum riveted together. It was a bodyless animatronic from one of the shows.
I looked around, trying to find where the shark's commander was posted up, and it didn't take me long.
Above the wave pool was an empty platform that was once used for divers, but after some lawsuits, they made it look like a dock in a town, with plants to the side because fuck you.
Anyway, I saw a figure in the bushes, and I got out of the water and took off after it.
"Where are you going?!" Silver shouted.
From the beach, I went through the concealed gate and ran up the steep path to the top of the wave ride. The figure saw me and took off, the setting sun concealing its identity. By the time I reached the "dock" it was long gone, or so I thought.
The suspect made a mistake with the dirt it tracked into the backstage area. I followed it, the mud slowly fading until it stopped in front of a bathroom.
I had a smug grin when I kicked down the door and went in.
Now, when he, the writer, makes a big reveal, he always uses: "And he was shocked by who he saw."
This time was different because I fucking knew full-well this whole time who I was expecting for the big reveal.
Sunset mother-fucking Shimmer.