Surf Competition

“Thank Goodness.” Tiffany mumbled.

“Roman, Brent.” Brenda smiled.

“What kept you guys so long? Tiffany here has been worried sick about you two. Right Tiffany? ” She said, throwing a glance at Tiffany.

“Bitch!” Tiffany cursed in her mind.

Brenda was right, and it made Tiffany irritated of course she knew what Brenda was doing and what she was getting at. After all, two could play the game.

“Yeah I was, Brent is my cousin. But I think you were more worried than I was, I caught you staring out more often, you were obviously searching for them or rather him, yeah ? She smiled, arching her brows.

Brenda was cut off guard by Tiffany's reply, she wasn't expecting that. She had no idea, Tiffany caught her in the act. Her attitude was too obvious.

She smiled and nodded awkwardly, “We're friends after all.”

“Why do I feel like I'm invisible?” Roman groaned, talking to no one in particular.

“Well guys, it's almost time for the surfing competition. Let's go before it becomes crowded.” Brenda s