Wave rider - Eddie

[Mason Ackers]

Surfing was never something mason had enjoyed or understood. He didn’t like the way in which the waves were unpredictable, and after trying it when he was younger Mason had decided that in truth? It really wasn’t for him. He proffered the control, and the predictability of wake boarding, dirt boarding, kite boarding. But that didn’t mean that the young twin couldn’t appreciate the fact that his sister not only adored it, but was very, very good.
”GOOOOO EDDIIIEEE!” mason laughed, cheering along with his father as Eddie rode the wave like the pro she was. He couldn’t help the grin on his face, nor could he help it from spreading when she won. Eddie may not think she was smart at school, or any of the academic stuff that Mason excelled at, but she owned the waves and rode them like she belonged out there. If he didn’t know any better, he would say she had a tail beneath those swim shorts, and the pride on his face shone clearly.

Hey, he’d even put down his PSP to watch.

Now Mason, dressed in his swim shorts and a pair of flipflops sent his congratulations to her mentally as he ran down the beach, pushing through the crowds of people waiting to greet the winner. Eh. Screw them. He wasn’t a fan of people he didn’t know, was socially awkward in basically every situation you could ever care to invent, but right then he didn’t care. He wanted to get to his sister.

Pushing his way through, Mason grinned at her and ran the few feet between them, hooking his hands around her waist in a hug before lifting her up onto his shoulders, above the heads and shoulders of the crowd beneath them. ”i’m so proud of you Eddie. Dylan is too. He's helping Dad with the barbecue... should see his face.”

[Eddison Mavis James]

There wasn't a thing like it in the world. The thrill, the exhilaration. There was an excitement in knowing the dangers of going out there, of knowing that one fail move and she'd be putting her life in danger. There was even more exciting for her to know she was good enough that it probably wouldn't happen. Eddie never went into a competition thinking she was the best. Her dad taught her a long long time ago that there was confidence and cockiness - confidence was believing you could do it, cockiness was thinking you were better than everyone else. She was good, she was really really good. She'd won a lot of competitions, some she competed in, in search of the knowledge that she was good enough, others were just fun and practice, yet even when it was just for fun and when everyone she knew was telling her she was going to win, she never went in believing she would win.

Today?? Today she won!!! She could hear the crowds cheering as she moved back towards the land, the sound of her twin invading her brain to congratulate her. The bond the pair shared was incomparable to anything in the world. As she moved onto her feet to run the rest of the way, Eddie moved down quickly to unstrap her ankle from the board tucking it under her arms until she was free of water, throwing it to the ground and running with wide arms towards Mason. Her wet blonde hair dripped water down her back and onto her sibling. She wore a grin that spread from ear to ear as her brother shifted her onto his shoulders, keeping herself up and waving at the crowd of people who still seemed to be cheering for her. The waves may have given her some of the most amazing feelings in the world, but the reaction of the crowd was probably just as amazing.

As one hand continued to wave as the brain invading started again. "Thank you!! Did you see that last wave?? I thought I was going under!!! Wait.... Dylan came??" She quickly shifted her body upwards, looking over the crowd in an attempt to spot her Dad. "I'm starving!" For how often those words came out of the young Aussie's mouth, well okay brain in this case, Mason had to know his sister needed to get to that barbecue STAT!

[Mason Ackers]

To The Food! And that last wave was immense. It should have took you out! But that twist thing you did... you sped up! That WAS AWESOME Mason grinned, cheering in their heads as he started to push his way through the crowd. If he concentrated, and if the tide of people surrounding them ever allowed it, Mason could make out his dad and Dylan hovering over the Barbecue, and now he pushed his way towards them. It was indeed true the a certain Eddie Ackers did not often ask for food or mention that she was starving, and given his own sometimes insatiable appetite, Mason sometimes wondered after his sisters health, her lack of interest in eating. But on days like this, when she won competitions and proved to the twin that worried inside his own head rather than aloud that she was truly okay, and quite possibly consumed the contents of a fridge when he wasn’t looking, Mason was simply happy to do as he was told, and carry the winner on his shoulders towards the aroma of roasting meat.

Of course! When was the last time he missed one of your competitions anyway? Mason asked, finally breaking through the crowd and starting at a jog towards the small area of beach that was ‘reserved’ for the Ackers family... or rather that Dylan had claimed at 4am this morning with a bag full of beach towels and a stern, but polite sign declaring that the space was reserved for the surf competition winners family. Yeah... the tall blonde boy who stood waving at them now had never doubted Eddie would win. He was good like that.

Putting Eddie down once they had left the crowd behind and were safely in the vicinity of their beach towels, Mason took her hand instead... until said tall blonde best friend came hurtling towards them.

EDDIE! Dylan laughed, wrapping his arms around the waist of the slim girl in front of them and picking her up. You did it! I knew you would! I told Mason you would win but he kept going on about statistics and rattling off probabilities... he was teasing of course. Well. Half teasing. Mason indeed had been going over the statistics in the car this morning, but they had pointed to Eddie’s success. She was too good... too apart of the waves themselves to not win. One of these days you’re gonna grow a tail. Come on! I made your favourite burgers... and if i leave your dad he’ll burn them...

[Eddison Mavis James]

Eddie couldn't help but outwardly laugh as the conversation flowed through her head. 'Mas, I think the point is that they're supposed to try and knock you out and you're supposed to outwit them.....' She was obviously being playful with him. 'But thank you.... That was definitely one of my better performances! Dad's been working on getting me to take on the impossible... When we were practicing there were a few waves he said he had no idea how I didn't go under!' Winning was important to Eddie, not for the obvious reasons.... She wasn't generally a competitive person, mainly because she generally knew she was going to lose. Surfing was what she'd always wanted to do. They always joked that Eddison Ackers was already surfing in the womb. She didn't even remember when she first picked up a surf board, it seemed like it was something she'd always been able to do. But the reason for her love of surfing was her dad's love of surfing. More than anything Eddie wanted to make her father proud, show him the hours he put into training her weren't going to go to waste.

Once she was back on land, her twins hand in hers, Eddie practically skipped. There was excitement in everything, including her step! This was one of the biggest things she'd won in a while. Before Eddie could say or do anything, she was embraced by the one they called Dylan. Well that was a lie... She called him Dylby for unknown reasons. Her hand left Mason's only to wrap around their co-best friend. Her left lifted off the ground and she giggled as she was spun. She stopped and glared for a moment at Mason. "That's just because he forgets that statistically, I'm outstanding!" The tail comment forced another burst of giggles from the petite blond. It was something she was told a lot, or it was suggested she already had one, she'd just mastered the ability to turn them back into legs.

"OOOH BURGERS!" And with that Eddie ran, waves of soft sand soaring behind her. She jumped on his back and got smothered with another round of praise, the heat from the near by BBQ reaching her legs as they wrapped around her father. She let her body down only to be handed food, every champion loves food, and apparently burgers are the foods of champions. She tore a small piece off her burger and turned back to her twin. "Have you seen anyone else we know?"

[Mason Ackers]

Mason couldn’t help but grin, his sisters excitement was catching. Watching her dance around with Dylan and her dad, he wondered for a moment just how he had ever been expected to cope without her. But of course, the ring that now sat on her finger was testament to the fact that one day, and one day soon, there was every chance he would have to be doing just that. His parents were getting a divorce, his twin was leaving him to get married... his sister hated the very ground he dared to walk on, and he was starting at college in a few short weeks. For mason Ackers, the world he knew seemed to be crumbling around his feet and there was very little he could do about it.


Bu today wasn’t a day for dwelling in the bad. Today was a day for enjoying the sunshine and his family – after all, he didn’t know how many more of these he was going to have. Soon it would change, and whether or not these changed would be for the better, the eighteen year old didn’t know, so he was going to try and make the most of it.

Mason hadn’t realised he had stopped walking a little way away until eddie’s voices reached him. Shaking his head, Mason ran the rest of the way to his small group of family and plonked himself down on a beach towel, reaching into the bag next to him for a soda, and tossing one in her direction before grabbing one for himself and cracking it open. ”No... i haven’t seen anyone. Where you expecting someone?” he asked, before he sipped his soda and shoved the can into the sand. For a second, he simply smiled at his sister, then reached into his bag and pulled out his psp. He’d promised not to play it whilst she was surfing... he hadn’t said anything about after she had won.

[Eddison Mavis James]

It might have seemed to an outsider that Eddie was fine with the changes in her life and her relationship with her twin, while the world crashed down around him, but nothing was farther from the truth. Eddie was terrified constantly. She'd never known how to be on her own and she always thought it was simply companionship she needed. It was time away from mason that was slowly showing her how much of that need was for her twin. That didn't mean she wasn't happy with the slight changes in her life. She loved her man more than life itself and she truly wanted to be his wife, if she hadn't, she would have never accepted his proposal or move in with him. Her best friend was fantastic, the pair were so alike but then so different! Dylan was practically her gay lover but he'd always held the role in her life, both she and Dyl knew no matter who they fell for, their non sexual love for one another was unbreakable. But when she was laid in bed with Bastian's arms wrapped around her middle, and when she was making Maggie watch yet another chick flick she'd never heard of or shopping for wedding dresses with Dylan, there was that part of Eddie that wished Mason was right there with her.

She'd shaken her head as her twin turned the question around on her, popping the small bite in her mouth and chewing it thoroughly, catching the soda and moving to sit with him. She placed her can beside his and tore off a bit of burger, holding it out towards Mason's mouth. The absence of a gem on a certain finger was making her hand feel weird but in a way she liked the fact it did. It made it feel like it was meant to be there and it settled it in her mind that she didn't make a mistake saying yes to Bastian's proposal. She had this faith in him that sometimes she herself questioned... Her heart trusted him completely when her head wasn't sure. But Eddie was the one that followed her heart. Following your head was Mason's deal.

Her eyes snapped quickly to the PSP as it was pulled out of Mason's bag. "Nu uh. Put it away!" She quickly snapped, turning around. "Dylan... Tell him!? NO PSP!"

[Mason Ackers]

Mason took the piece of burger as it was offered to his mouth, letting it pass into his lips and chewing absently as his fingers moved to switched the PSP on already. Truly, it was no secret that mason Ackers through with his head and considered everything logically, statistically, applied to algorithms and worked out every possible outcome before he did anything, and the statistical chances that each of the millions of possibilities he worked out would ever happen – he did these things so fast that it took less than the amount of time needed to blink his eyes, and surely he knew that pulling out his PSP would indeed provoke a reaction from his twin.

Of course he knew. It didn’t stop him doing it though.

Sometimes even the most logical of things, of people, could have their truly most illogical moments. As of late, Mason had perhaps been having more than normal. He was blaming it on hormones, and a particular chocolate haired girl with a pet dove.

Rolling his eyes, mason dropped the portable distraction back into the dark depths of the bag from which it had barely emerged, and instead leaned over to Eddie, tickled her sides and stole a bite of the burger in her hand, before grinning like a loon. Yes, he thought his sister sometimes didn’t eat enough. Yes, he knew the reasons why she did it. No, that didn’t mean that when she did eat something he wouldn’t attempt to steal every crumb he could. It was the way the twins functioned - it was what they did, and mason would cling to that in every way until life tore it from them.

“Fine okay, no PSP.” He smirked glancing over his shoulder at Dylan who was watching the twins father like a hawk. “I don’t think he heard you anyway!”

[Eddison Mavis James]

Mason knew his twin far too well.. and he knew exactly where she was ticklish!! As his fingers wiggled over her bare flesh, her body flipped straight, legs kicking and flailing slightly. She'd not even realized he was after her burger until he'd taken a huge bite. "HEY!!" She really should have seen it coming. She knew Mason and she knew what he was like... And she honestly found it funny that, even if she finished the rest of this burger now, her twin would probably tell her she needed to eat more, yet he did nothing to help her do so! Little food thief! She honestly didn't know where he kept it all. He was so tiny but he just seemed to be hungry alllll the time!!!!

Day after day, Eddie sat with a hunter, one who sat day after day beating into things, shooting, fighting and driving... He used a lot of energy a lot of the time, and yes, he ate well, but no one ate as much as Mason. You'd expect him to look like fat bastard and have chicken hidden under fat flaps! Apparently God just granted the Ackers family with good genes and a brilliant metabolism. Try telling Eddie that though. She was so weight conscious it was unreal, she was slim and athletic and she knew herself that she had to keep herself at a certain weight for her careers sake, yet while everyone was telling Eddie she was tiny, she still worried she was too big. She looked in the mirror and never saw the person everyone else seemed to see even though she longed to.

With a pout, Eddie tore off another tiny piece to go into her mouth, chewing for a good while and swallowing before even thinking about talking. "What is he even doing? We all know Dylan's not the barbequeing type! He'd get dirt under his nails and he could scorch his new jacket!! Sometimes I wonder if he's fan boying over our dad." That was a scary thought. Eddie loved her dad but the idea of anyone else liking her dad that way was just wrong to her.... That said... Now that he and her mother had split up, it was probably something they'd have to get used to.