Kook

• Petra Vanderwallen, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2020

As i got out of the car i could feel the salty sea breeze against my face the surf clean and sparkles danced across the intense blue ocean.As i put on my dry wetsuit and grabbed my board from the back of the car, i watched the waves run through, thinking it's only going to get better and better.

I attached my leg rope to my ankle, picked up my board and jumped into the beautiful water, it was cool and refreshing. I paddled out and duck dived a few waves on the way. I was finally out, time to catch some waves, I looked out to sea and spotted the wave I wanted, it had my name on it,as it gained closer and closer I started to paddle I had this wave easy.

I was on the wave, it was beautiful Until…
Some Kook guy dropped in on me! I was so frustrated I felt like running into him, but I didn't want to so I pulled off and waited for another one.

After the surf I ran up to the car, dropped my board off, ate some delicious food and watched that kook drop in on everyone else, I burst out with laughter what a kook.