Chapter Text
Chapter 1: First Offence (of the day)
“-C’mon man, this is the third time this weekend. It’s not safe.”
Tyler frustratedly whispered under his breath, and pressed the whistle to his lips and blew. The sound sliced through the wind and crowded beach. Along the shoreline he saw him, Joshua, looking up and squinting. His neon pink surfboard was blinding. He didn’t move from where he was, and continued to straddle his board basking in the sunlight.
Tyler gritted his teeth and let out a sigh.
He blew the whistle again, this time longer. The surfer turned and began paddling back to the beach, at a conspicuously slow pace, he knew what he was doing.
Tyler began scribbling on his clipboard to look more official than he actually could be. No one read these reports unless there was a serious injury. Let alone one reckless stoner on the water. Still, he was here to do a job, and that job involved following a set of rules. Time, weather, tide, beach conditions et cetera. and infractions.
This guy? Joshua Dun, has had quite the summer of infractions and write ups.
“Got it out of your system?” Tyler groaned as he climbed down from his lifeguard tower
“You always this uptight, or are you just scared of fun?” Josh smirked and shielded his eyes from the sun while Tyler reached the sand.
Tyler didn’t have any rebuttal, he wasn’t sure what was more irritating about Josh. The lack of concern for his safety or the mockery of the rules meant to be followed.
“You went past the boundary buoys again. This is the third time this weekend, man.”
“I didn’t see a sign out there.” Josh grinned
Tyler pointed out towards the bright red flags “There are flags, red flags. You do know what red means right?”
“Danger?” Josh kicked some sand towards Tyler’s feet playfully
“Yeah, man. That means it’s not safe.” Tyler put his hands on his hips and glared at Joshua
“Not for me, though. I’m an expert.” Josh tucked his board under his arm and put his hands on his hips mocking the lifeguard’s posture.
Tyler laughed
“Dude, you wipe out just like everyone else. The ocean doesn’t care how special you’re convinced you are.”
Josh smirked and began to walk off the beach. He took a piece of saltwater taffy out of his pocket and threw the wrapper in the sand. He waved that same stupid wave over his shoulder, not a care in the world as if rules never applied
“Yeah, maybe not. But you sure care a lot.”
Tyler glared after him, and wrote down on his clipboard.
12:15pm Saturday July 16th 2012, Joshua Dun, Surfer, Out Past Boundaries. Again. Reckless.