Reality Check Chapter 1: Prologue, a teen beach movie fanfic

Hello! I wasn't gone for long!

So here's my new story! I hope you like the concept and the title and everything because I've got a lot of ideas for this story and I'm really excited for it!

But, like always, how are you?

I've actually had a really good week but I didn't get much writing done. So, I'm going to post this prologue now and wait for about a week to post the first proper chapter, just so I can get a little bit further ahead. I hope that's ok! But I didn't want to go too long without posting anything because I've really missed it!

So, without further a do, here's the prologue!

The sky was a beautiful mix of pale pink and orange, a signal that the day was coming to a close. A gentle, warm breeze carried the scent of salt from the ocean towards three surfers stood on the porch of Big Momma's, their hair slightly whipping to the side in the wind.

"Do you think it's too late to go and catch some more waves?" Rascal asked, staring out at the sea that was gradually becoming calmer and calmer.

"Yeah," Seacat replied, slightly disappointed by his answer, although it was true.

"Hey, don't get bummed out, guys. How about we go and grab a bite to eat in Big Momma's?" Coral suggested, trying to stay positive.

"Sure," Rascal replied.

"Sounds good to me," Seacat agreed.

"Kowabunga!" the three shouted after performing the surfer's handshake. A room of smiling faces met the three surfers, with about half of the beach's surfers scattered around tables in the restaurant. Coral went to go and grab a table, Rascal went to go and order and Seacat went over to the juke box to pick a song. The surfers were having a blast, laughing, talking and singing along to the music that filled their beloved beach shack as they ate. Everything seemed pretty perfect.

After everything that happened when Coral first turned up at the beach, things relaxed again. There was no more tension and pressure and everyone just seemed to be a lot happier. Everything had turned around and life at the beach was better than ever. At least it was for some people…

Axel and Coral were never the best of friends. In fact, they pretty much hated each other from the second they met. Normally they tried to stay away from each other, but recently Axel and his crew had found a new hobby: teasing the surfers, especially Coral.

By now the surfers were on the dance floor, having a blast, but the peace was shattered when a bike engine roared from outside.

"Are you kidding me?" Rascal said.

"I guess you forgot to put the rat traps out, Seacat," Coral sighed sarcastically, mentally preparing herself for the onslaught of insults that were about to come her way.

"Don't let them get you, everyone just ignore them," Seacat instructed to the surfers in the building.

"That may be easier said than done," Coral said, sharing a glance with Seacat before the surfers all slumped down into their seats.

The doors swung open with a bang, leaving Axel, Jett and their other friends stood behind them.

"What a surprise," Axel sneered. "And here I was thinking that we were going to have the place to ourselves."

"No, I could smell the sea water coming in, I knew we were in for a treat," Jett chuckled, sending a sly grin to his boss.

The surfers sat there in silence, avoiding eye contact and keeping straight faces, some people coping more than others.

"So what have you been doing today? Surfing pathetic waves and playing stupid games of volleyball?" Axel asked, a patronising edge to his voice and a smug smile on his face.

"You know that's true, Axel. What else are they capable of?" Jett sniggered, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Nothing. They're as pathetic as the waves they surf," Axel scoffed, slamming his hands down on the table Coral was sat at and taking his face close to hers. "Did you hear that?" he shouted in her ear, staring at the side of her face as Coral tried to keep her eyes focused forwards. But as Seacat's eyes flicked in her direction, he saw that she was losing her patience. He tried to catch her attention but she was so focused on trying to keep a straight face that she didn't notice.

"Don't bother, they can barely understand plain English, let alone hear you," Jett snapped, grinning menacingly at the tables of surfers.

"We just can't understand your stupid biker accents," Coral muttered, just quiet enough for Axel not to fully hear.

"What did you say?" Axel asked, leaning in closer to Coral, his eyes burning into the side of her head. But Coral didn't say a word, biting her bottom lip to stop herself from calling out again. "That's what I thought," Axel smiled, a satisfied and smug grin working its way onto his face again.

"Don't waste your time on these idiots, Axel. They're not worth your time," Jett sighed, getting slightly bored with the teasing and just wanting to get something to eat.

"You're right, they're worthless," Axel chuckled, slightly moving away from Coral's face. "Worthless, brainless, water-logged weirdoes led by a worthless, brainless, water-logged leader," Axel added, knowing he was catching one of Coral's nerves by bringing her brother into it. Most of the surfers seemed to be coping ok, but the few with fiery tempers looked like they were going to explode. "Speaking of your leader, where is he? Did your brother get lost and forget his way back here? Sounds like something he'd do," Axel sneered, gently applying pressure to Coral's weak nerve: insults about her brother. "I mean he always has his head shoved too far-" But Axel never got the chance to finish his sentence, because no matter how much Coral was trying to keep quiet, she couldn't take it anymore. And Axel's latest comment was the last straw. The Rats had been picking on the surfers for almost two weeks now and Coral had been biting her tongue for the majority of the time, along with the other surfers. So her way of releasing her anger was grabbing an empty serving tray out of a passing waitress' hands, jumping to her feet and smacking Axel across the face with it, using so much force that he stumbled backwards and fell onto the juke box, setting a song off to play. "I'm so sick of your attitude towards us and your ridiculous insults, Axel. If anyone's pathetic around here it's you!" Coral shouted as Axel collapsed onto the juke box, her eyebrows creased together and a disgusted look on her face.

Everyone stood or sat there in stunned silence, but a few seconds later the surfers all let out a cheer, just as fed up with The Rats' behaviour as Coral appeared to be. So this little release was a way of telling them that they'd all had enough and they were backing each other up with everything.

"Hey, I love this song," Finn piped up, recognising the song that had started to play on impact from Axel. The surfer's mossy green eyes sparkling as he ran a hand through his perfectly quiffed, chocolate brown hair.

The surfers were now all on their feet, standing in a group around Coral and chattering to one another as The Rats nervously inched towards Axel.

"Yeah, nice choice, Rascal," Shelley said, remembering that Rascal went to choose a song before The Rats came in, obviously not having had the chance to press play. She tucked a loose strand of her toffee brown hair over her ear, sending a smile towards the song chooser.

"And I feel like we could use a song at the moment," Seacat said slyly, turning towards Coral and giving her a nudge. The pair looked at each other, Coral eventually catching on and taking a step forwards.

Coral: "Everybody says that I'm a mess 'cause you left, I should be moving on, on, on"

"That song has nothing to do with this," Jett scoffed as Coral sang. The surfer girl with golden hair sending sly smiles in The Rats' direction.

"Who cares?" Rascal shot back, shutting the bikers up.

Coral: "Can't get out of bed and get dressed, crazy obsessed, still can't believe you're gone, gone, gone"

Seacat stepped forwards next, taking his place next to Coral once more.

Seacat: "You left me high and dry, wasting time

Got to pick myself up and stay out all night singing"

As Seacat sang, the surfers in the building all started taking steps towards The Rats, each side with about ten members that were all equally as annoyed. By now Axel was back on his feet and was scowling at the surfers, along with the rest of his crew. Both sides challenging the other, not breaking eye contact.

Surfers: "Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

Get up and get over it"

The surfers all looked at each other, all thinking the same. Each surfer targeted a member of The Rats and grabbed them, all shoving them over towards the door that led to the storage cupboard corridor at the back of Big Momma's. Despite the bikers' struggles to get away from them, the surfers managed to keep them all under control and forced them into the narrow space, slamming the door behind them and blocking it with a chair. And yet they still managed to sing perfectly along with the music as they went.

Surfers: "Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

When you're down, down, down, down, down

Get up and get over it"

Once The Rats were trapped and out of their way, the surfers felt a sort of pride, all happy that they'd actually done something about the constant teasing and that hopefully it would now come to an end. High-fives were shared all around before they descended to the dance floor, Rascal taking up the next part of the song.

Rascal: "Everybody says that you're doing just fine and that's so hard to take, take, take

So I guess that it's my fault that you left 'cause you're telling my friends I was just a big mistake, just a big mistake"

But as the surfers partied, they realised that something wasn't right in Big Momma's. It was really, really hot. Normally the surfers went to hang out in Big Momma's for a break from the sun since it was usually quite cool in there, but this wasn't right, they were all starting to break out into a sweat and some had even left the dance floor because they were so hot. They were fanning themselves with menus in a weak attempt to cool themselves down when they figured out what had happened, The Rats had found the switch in the hallway for the heating and had turned it up to full, they were trying to drive the surfers out.

Seacat: "You left me high and dry, wasting time

Got to pick myself up and stay out all night singing"

The only solution the surfers could think of, without having to release The Rats, was to try and wear the least possible. So they all stripped down to just their bikinis or swim shorts, but they were still absolutely boiling and the heat was starting to get to them. Their only way to stay positive being to keep singing.

Surfers: "Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

When you're down, down, down, down, down

Get up and get over it"

As the surfers danced in their swimwear, a loud thumping noise came from the door that led to the corridor where The Rats were trapped.

"Are they trying to get out?" Shelley asked.

"It looks like it," Finn replied.

"What are we gonna do when they do get out?" Rascal asked, turning to Coral for an answer. But Coral didn't know what to do, so she just turned to Seacat.

"They want to fight, so we're gonna give them a fight," Seacat said, a huge cheer rising up from the surfers stood around him.

Finn: "It's been so long since we broke up

You told me that you'd never want that"

Shelley: "I get that, it's clear that

You're better on your own"

The thumps from the doorway were getting louder and the chair was starting to slip, the surfers all assembled themselves, not caring how much they felt like melting from the heat, and waited for The Rats to burst through the door, ready for the fight.

Coral: "It's been so long since we broke up

Now it's about time I woke up

We broke up, we broke up"

The chair legs slipped from under itself and the doors burst up, The Rats all standing their with faces like thunder before they each charged at a member from the surfers.

Coral: "I guess I've gotta let you go"

The groups ran towards each other, the music continuing to ring out through the room whilst the fight took place. Each member of The Rats squared up with a member from the surfers but the first move was made when Axel, who had been at the back of The Rats shouting orders, sprinted towards Coral and punched her in the side of the head as hard as he could. The two sides were on each other now, shouting insults, punching, kicking, scratching, screaming, pulling hair and at one point people even started throwing shoes.

Surfers & Bikers: "Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

Get up and get over it"

*Outside of Big Momma's*

"Can you hear that?" Giggles asked as she walked along the beach with the rest of the surfers that weren't already in Big Momma's.

"Is it coming from Big Momma's?" Kiki continued to asked, the thumping music drifting down the beach towards them.

"Should we go and investigate, Tanner?" Giggles asked, stepping up beside the head of the surfers and giving him an expectant look.

"Yeah, something doesn't seem right," Tanner replied, not taking his eyes off the building in the distance. The surfers picked up their pace a little and as they approached their beloved beach shack, they started to hear shouts coming from inside as well.

"What's going on?" a squeaky voice asked, startling the surfers outside. It turned out that the voice belonged to CheeChee, who had just arrived along with The Rodents.

"We don't know, but something doesn't seem right with Big Momma's," Giggles answered, a slightly worried look on her face as she bit her lip.

"What doesn't seem right?" Butchy asked, setting his bike helmet down on the bike's seat before walking over to where Giggles, Tanner, Kiki and the rest of the surfers stood.

"Can't you hear that?" Tanner asked, motioning to Big Momma's as another loud shout echoed above the music pouring out of the building.

"Do you think we should go and investigate?" Struts asked, popping a bubble with her gum after she spoke, repeating what Giggles had previously said to Tanner. Everyone nodded in agreement and the two groups hurried up the steps to Big Momma's before flinging the doors open. But none of them were prepared for the scene before them.

The fighting bikers and surfers hadn't noticed the others come in and continued to sing and fight, oblivious to how shocked their friends were.

Surfers & Bikers: "Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

Get up, get up, get up, get over it

Get up and get over it

I was down, down, down, down, down"

"Guys, stop!" Tanner and Butchy shouted at the top of their voices, their previous attempts at getting their fighting friends failing and being drowned out by the noise the arguing sides were creating. Everyone stopped, mid-fight with their mouths hanging open in shock.

Seacat: "But I'm up and I'm over it"

"What…what happened in here?" Lela asked, speaking for the first time since she'd stepped into the building and slightly choking on her words. But the shouts of response from the arguing bikers and surfers carried over everyone else's talking until it looked like Axel was going to throw another punch at Coral.

"Axel!" Butchy bellowed, causing everyone to stop dead again. "Get over there," Butchy ordered, motioning to one side of the restaurant, his voice keeping calm but with so much rage in it that even Axel was sort of nervous. When Axel made no attempt to move, still grabbing onto Coral's leg that was at his side, ready to kick him, Butchy shouted again, this time to all of The Rats, "Now!" Axel dropped Coral's leg, but shoved her down onto a table just a few inches behind her. So when Coral's leg was released she fell straight down onto the edge of the table, which slipped from under her and sent her crashing to the floor, the table then bumped into a chair, which toppled over, making the chair leg hit Coral as well. As a defence mechanism, Coral stretched out her leg to kick Axel again, causing Axel to turn back to face her and start to throw another punch. "Axel!" Butchy barked, not about to watch Axel fight anymore. Axel reluctantly left the scene, the rest of his crew trailing behind him as they trudged over to one side of the restaurant. The Rodents all nervously scuttled behind Butchy, who was already starting to follow The Rats.

Tanner and the surfers then walked over to their friends, leading them over to the opposite side of Big Momma's and helping Coral off the floor.

"What happened with you guys?" Giggles asked, fussing over her friends from worry. There had been fights at the beach before, but they were mainly just arguments that didn't really turn into anything. This was the first one that had turned ugly. Not a single person came out of that fight without at least getting one scratch, so since Axel, Jett, Seacat and Coral were at the heart of it, they came out the worst.

"You guys are hurt," Kiki said, sitting her injured friends down in the booths and ordering a blonde surfer girl to go and get a first aid kit.

"No, we're fine," Seacat huffed, glaring across the room at Jett, who was getting a huge telling off from Butchy.

"If you think that you're fine then we should probably get your head checked out," Tanner replied, taking authority of the situation and stepping in front of Seacat, blocking his view.

"I think Coral's the one who needs her head checking out, she went down with quite a thump," Giggles fussed, grabbing a bag of ice from an approaching surfer and holding against Coral's head.

"I'm alright," Coral sighed, before letting out a tiny moan of pain as Giggles applied more pressure, the ice from the bag digging into her head.

"Ok, now you're the one being delusional," Tanner said, swapping places with Giggles so that he was standing with Coral and Giggles was stood with Seacat.

"What did you guys even do?" Giggles asked, grabbing a medical wipe from the first aid kit.

"Do you mean what did Axel do?" Seacat huffed, rolling his eyes as Giggles lifted his arm up.

"Oh, so Axel's at the bottom of this? Somehow this tells me that you're going to play at least some part in this, Coral," Tanner sighed, giving his sister an unimpressed look.

"It wasn't all my fault, he just got on my nerves," Coral said, trying to defend her actions.

But she was interrupted by Seacat yelping in pain when Giggles applied the tissue covered in disinfectant onto a rather large scratch on his arm. "Ow, Giggles!" Seacat protested, swiping his arm out of the blonde girl's grip before hugging it to his chest.

"What?" Giggles replied, putting her hands on her hips.

"That hurt," Seacat replied simply.

"What do you expect?" Giggles scoffed, grabbing Seacat's wrist again before wiping the cut with the tissue, ignoring her friend's complaints.

"Tanner, it wasn't all my fault," Coral repeated, trying to get her conversation back on track. "He was targeting me because he knew I'd lose my temper and get in trouble."

"Well he's right about one thing," Tanner sighed, adjusting the bag of ice on Coral's head.

"Tanner, just hear me out," Coral pleaded.

"Coral," Tanner started, a slightly sterner tone in his voice.

"He started saying bad things about you, Tanner," Coral cut in, looking up at her brother with sad eyes. "I wasn't gonna just let him stand there and say them, you know I don't like it."

Tanner paused for a second, lightening his grip on the bag of ice as he looked down at Coral, feeling even more sympathetic for her. "Oh, Coral," Tanner sighed, wiping away a smear of blood from the swelling corner of her mouth, a result of another of Axel's punches. "I appreciate that you were standing up for me but I don't want you getting hurt because of it."

"But," Coral started.

"No buts," Tanner interrupted, trying to hide the smile on his face.

"You said butt," Coral chuckled, making Tanner break his serious expression and for a laugh to escape his mouth.

"You're such a child," Tanner laughed.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Coral shot back, trying to stifle her own laugh.

About twenty minutes later things had calmed down a bit. Butchy had taken the bikers outside a few minutes ago and it didn't look like anyone was too pleased about it. The surfers were a lot more relaxed though, they were all still smiling and joking around despite the situation they were in. Lela had gotten permission from her brother to join the surfers so she was helping them get cleaned up because she didn't like all the shouting from the bikers.

"I think you're gonna have a black eye, Rascal," Kiki fussed, trying to place a pack of ice over Rascal's eye without hurting him too much.

"Great, that's just what I needed," Rascal said sarcastically.

"Seacat, please tilt your head back," Giggles ordered.

"Why?" Seacat asked, letting out a sigh of frustration.

"Because your nose is gonna start bleeding again if you don't," Giggles retorted, tipping Seacat's head back for him and stuffing a piece of cotton wool underneath his nose.

"Lela, please stop pressing so hard on my head," Coral snapped, wincing as Lela's hand jerked and the ice bag dug into the side of her head again.

"Sorry, I keep forgetting and my arm's getting tired," Lela apologised, lifting up the bag of ice again.

"It's alright," Coral replied, easily forgiving the innocent biker girl.

"I'll take over again," Tanner said, taking the ice bag out of Lela's grasp, their hands brushing for a second as they looked into each other's eyes. But as Lela began to walk away, she noticed something on her thumb, a faint smear of red.

"Coral, are you sure your head's ok?" Lela asked, turning back around and examining the red smudge on her finger from where she'd been pressing it against the side of Coral's head.

"I think so," Coral replied, looking at Lela with a confused expression.

"Why do you ask?" Tanner continued, looking just as puzzled as Coral.

"Look," Lela answered, scuttling back over to Tanner and holding out her thumb. Tanner examined it for a second before tipping Coral's head to the side.

"I can't see anything," Tanner said, but as he pulled a bit of hair away from Coral's face, he found a circular cut on the side of Coral's temple surrounded by a big bruise. "Never mind," Tanner continued, tilting Coral's head so that he could see the cut more clearly.

"What?" Coral questioned, obviously not knowing about the injury to her head.

"Oh, Coral. How did you get this?" Tanner asked, grabbing a medical wipe from the first aid kit on the table behind him.

"How did I get what?" Coral asked. So Lela got her pocket mirror out and angled it so that Coral could see the cut and the bruise. "Oh…that."

"How did you get this?" Tanner repeated.

"The bruise is probably from one of the times that Axel punched me and the cut is from when I made fun of Axel's biker accent and Jazz overheard, which made her throw her high heel at me," Coral explained, huffing at the thought of it.

"Yeah, Jazz can be pretty vicious," Seacat agreed, examining the scratch on his arm, from Jazz, again before Giggles covered it up with a huge plaster.

"She threw a high heel at you?" Tanner checked, prompting Coral to nod.

And with that, The Rodents trudged back in, but The Rats were no where to be seen.

"I've had it with Axel," Butchy muttered, walking over to where Lela was stood with Tanner and the injured surfers, the rest of his crew hot on his heels.

"Ow, Tanner!" Coral whined as her brother applied the medical wipe to the cut. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Stop, Tanner! Ow!" Coral jerked her head away and held her hand up against the stinging cut. "What part of 'ow' don't you get?" Coral asked before Tanner rolled his eyes and continued to clean the wound.

"I'm guessing that Axel told you what happened?" Seacat asked the bikers as they approached their area.

"Yeah, he did," CheeChee said, rushing over to where Giggles was stood so she could help.

"So you think it's all out fault? Because I presume he made it sound that way," Seacat huffed.

"Yeah, he did," Struts said, repeating what CheeChee had said as she walked towards Rascal and Kiki, popping a bubble with her gum in the process.

"Great, so now we've been insulted, injured and lied about," Coral sighed sarcastically. "Today's going well."

"But we didn't believe Axel, so we went and asked Big Momma to give us an answer, so we know you're not completely to blame," Butchy explained.

"You did lock them in a cupboard though, and you hit Axel with a tray," Lugnut said.

"And he insulted my brother and my friends for two weeks straight," Coral shot back, wincing as Tanner pressed against the cut on her head with the wipe.

"Like I said before, I've had it with all this arguing. The bikers and the surfers made up. Sure we can have a few harmless disagreements but physical fights are not happening anymore," Butchy announced.

"But it wasn't even our fault," Rascal piped up from the next table.

"I don't care whose fault it was, Butchy cut in. "Everyone's gotta know that things are gonna change around here. And they'd better change sooner rather than later 'cause I can't take this anymore. I'm making a stand. Things are gonna change."

But little did the teens on the Wet Side beach know, things were going to change a lot sooner than they thought.

So…what did you think? I really hope you enjoyed it!

I know it was quite long but it is a prologue and I thought that it would make up for the fact that I haven't posted anything in a week. And I'm trying to make the chapters longer for this story, which is another reason why the chapters are taking longer to write.

The song I used is called Get Over It by McBusted. I absolutely love this song and I know that the lyrics aren't really relevant but the fight scene was inspired by the music video for the song, so that's why I used it. :)

I also wanted to let you know that if you have any requests or suggestions of what you'd like to see me include in this story then please let me know because I'll definitely try my best to fit it in somewhere! I want to know what you like to read about so I can put it in my story so it has something for everyone. For example: someone requested for me to write more Lela and Tanner stuff and someone else wanted me to include some more sibling things with Lela and Butchy. It can be as simple as a request to see more of something or it could be as big as a plot point, I just want to know what you all want to read about! :)

I know I say this all the time (if you're reading this then let me know what your favourite part of the prologue was) but I want to say thank you to everyone who sends me PMs, leaves reviews and is just generally supportive of my stories because you all mean so much to me!

Thank you for reading!

-cherrygorilla