Hair waving in Ella's face, Wind whistling past my ear. Sun glistening on the waves as the crash up against the rocks. “Wahoo” I yelled from the top of my lungs.
We were chatting between ourselves, As we released a hand from our life jackets and waved back at our sisters. AS we started on our 1 million mile journey we jumped into the air with excitement.
Dad brung the Jet ski down to 20k and swerved, We swung around the curve and up onto the sand bank. “Oops” Dad shouts. We’d driven the Jet ski up to far. “Who wants to go next” He enthused.
‘I really want to go next I thought to myself’, As I jumped into the waves with fish circling me. “Can I go next” I questioned.
