McFizzy+-+Adam,+JasonP-L

My Ma was Scottish and my Pa... well... he was drunk when he named me. Pop came from Austrailia. He met my mom on holiday in the UK; nature took its course; here I am today. Ever since mum died, Pa has been drinkin' a LOT. I've decided to leave for the States. Not because of my Pa; I'm leavin' for the waves. The surf down under gets boring after 17 years. I'm going to live the rest of my life surfin' the coasts of the U.S. I arrived in America after a crappy boat ride and an illegal plane ride. It'll be a miracle if U.S. Costoms doesn't catch me before I surf the coasts. There was only one question to answer next.Where should I start? I'm not familiar with the area.I've never even been to the States. On one of the TVs at the airport, they mentioned the hottest beaches on the east coast (isn't that lucky). Number one was Siesta Key. It wasn't too far from the airport. I would be there in no time. After what seemed to be no time later, I had arrived in the town of Siesta and just rented my apartment. I got such a great view of the beach for just $40 a month!! The sand was warm, the waves were crisp, and the babes were hot! I've never seen a beach so alive. So many families and couples having oodles of fun. When I managed to look away from what seemed to be the ocean of GOD, i saw a billboard with many flyers and ads on it. Next to the board, I saw a kid peeing on a wall... So i decided to just look from afar... There was a flyer for a SURFING CONTEST! with a grand prize of $5000!!!!! I was soooooo up for this challenge. But, i would have to practice... it's been a whole DAY since I've surfed. Thats way too long without being in water... well... for me at least. It's gunna be EPIC to surf the waves of Siesta. I was on the waves again, thank God. The water felt better than it looked. It's like the spit of the Lord! The waves were getting intense. I would trade the waves down under for these any day! My board was old, but good ole Joey could handle it... at least... I thought he could. I jumped into the water and Joey... well... met his demise on a bouey. R.I.P. I checked the shops on the boardwalk for a new board. I didn't really have any luck finding one... until I found "The Temple of Surf". They had a huge black board, which I think would be perfect for me. I'm pretty sure that Joey would have wanted me to move on, too... I went inside to purchase the board. "Hey, shopkeep." I said to the clerk. "How much for the black one?" "Depends," he said. "How much ya got?" "Uhh... $453.67" I replied unsurely. "Eh... Ok. Take it." He replied glumly. "Happy surfing." "One more thing... I wanna sign up for the contest." "You mean the Wave Tamer XII? Ok. I need your name." "McFizzy. My last name is Confidential." "Why won't you tell me your last name?" "No. I just told you my last name. **//__CONFIDENTIAL.__//** I walked out of the store with the new board that would help me "tame waves". I had to get the feel for this board before the contest, so I decided to go practice. I have to tell you, the new board is AMAZING! I've never had such a smooth ride. But then... I came across the bouey where Joey crashed... It's also the place where **//__I__//** almost met my demise. The board slipped out from under my feet towards the shore. I was pretty far away from the shore. I fell on the bouey and hurt my back. I screamed as loud as a 4-year-old on fire. As I tried to swim away, I noticed that my dreads were caught on a chain. I didnt think I had much longer to live... Pops would be all alone in the world... I would never be able to enter the contest... I'll never have surfing KIDS...