Endless Summer

The crack of dawn and that crew is already rippin’ waves, still stoked from last night’s party.Half passed out of the beach are some of last night’s croanies, while the rest of the Atlantic coast was hazed over by the morning sunrise and early bird cocktails. A new summer sun will shine for 3 months, it will shine in the midst of hour long beach days, red cups filled with excitement, sporadic hookups, and best friends. Despite the bubble that encased this small beach town off the coast of Florida, the surf crew had one of their own. To Steeg, Ponce, Lauren, and Mercel there was no such thing as plastic surgery and million dollar oceanfront property: there was only the waves. Custom boards and Rusty baggies became the new Channel. There was never a moment where there wasn't a whirlwind of drama brewing in the sea. You’ve got nothing to lose, nothing to lose but bikinis and misplaced flip flops for some this is true as for others will lose their stomachs to true loves and unforgettable moments. The crew was unbreakable: no one was let in and their pride was on a pedastool. There friendship was everlasting and the salt water made them bond as one, but summer would put them through a rip current of hell.
May the next 107 nights tipsy or straight embrace memories, anticipation, and happiness. Keep your bikinis on hand and tan in the bottle and we'll see how endless this summer really is.

*Endless Summer would more than likely be filmed on MTV*