CHAPTER ONE: Hello Piedmont.

I get out of the back seat of the car and look to the huge mansion in front of me. The thing is so big it looks like a small castle! As I walk up the steps holding my bags Emily goes in first with her things and squeals. "OMG! It's beautiful!" She shouts and runs off to her new room.

I'm not impressed. I've lived in so many different houses that I've grown accustomed to a change in living condition. I personally hate how big it is.

I head to my room and look around. I have black wood floors, black ceiling, gold painted walls, and one of those bay window things with a black cushion and black & yellow triangle shaped pillows on it. My bed is a king size foam mattress with a yellow bead sheet, black blanket with yellow triangles, and black & gold silk pillows. It has a hard wood frame painted black and a gold canopy using silk sheets.

I tie the sheets back and take my book bag into the bathroom. In the bathroom I have three sinks lined up next to each other, a huge garden tub with jets that's the size of a small pool, a huge glass shower, a door hiding the toilet, and a huge empty space.

I take my toothbrush and toothpaste then place them by the middle sink and put my comb to the opposite side. I put my shampoo, conditioner, and body wash in the shower. I then go put my bag on my bed and look to the wall where the door is and look to the right, that whole side of the wall is a built in book case already filled with mystery navels for me.

I grab my two suitcases and go to the closet. My closet is the size of a small classroom. I hang up my clothes and put my underwear and swim trunks in the dresser that's in there. I go out and lay on my back on the bed as a maid comes in and leans my surfboard against the wall for me.

The next morning I grab my trunks, favorite hat (A/N: The hat Dipper wears in Season1:Episode1 before he picks out the pine tree hat), my board, my essentials then head down stairs. "I'm going to the beach!" I yell to no one in particular. "Not like anyone cares." I mutter as I leave. Our place is in a rich gated community and has its own big brick fence.

I walk through town in my usual clothing. A black button up shirt, yellow hoodie, black jeans, and yellow sneakers. I have on sunglasses and when I get to the bus stop I check my watch. 8:30am.

When the bus pulls up I hop on and it takes off. Once to the beach I immediately go to the water and surf.

~Third Person~

As Jonson surfs so does a light brown haired lad named Joshua Pines. A dark brown haired girl their age works at the beach side cafe, another brown haired girl sits in a music hut on the beach practicing on the piano privately.
The four teens have no clue just how connected they are.