Feel Real

Fourteen

Mona and I just landed in California to get her belongings then we continue on with our exploring for three weeks until we go back to Illinois. She's planning on changing her name to Samara Tatja Black when she gets settled here in Illinois. Samara Tatja is her birth name. Her family heavily Americanised their names when they emigrated here. I melted when she told me of her name.
During our three weeks here we're going, snowboarding, hiking, camping. Obviously skating and surfing, too. She's gonna teach me how to surf. We are more into nature and not amusement park bullshit; less people and more experiences to get out of nature. We're starting the journey at the beach in her backyard then ending it at a beach in a small coastal town. It'll be two weeks at a beachside cabin where she and I will have a bonfire snd fully relax. We extended our vacation by a week. I might ask her to be my girlfriend when we're at the beachside cabin. We pulled up to her place and luckily Josh was gone. "Well, welcome to Casa de Samara." Ara scoffed while looking at me with irritation then looking down at her lap over the fact she's back in this area. Tati/Ara/Sam are nicknames for her though I feel Ara suits her so well. "Look at me, Ara," I cooed at first when gently putting my fingers under her chin and moving her head so she was looking at me in the eye, "You're going to be okay. I will defend you in any and every way I can and need to. I got your back." I assured her firmly. Ara's eyes twinkled as she smiled a small smile. We got out of her car and headed inside. Luckily all she needs to pack is clothing and other things she needs/wants to take. I have the room for it. She has enough room in the camper for her belongings. She has a camper to latch onto her SUV. Her camper is a fairly large-sized vintage style camper. It's all simple. It's pretty cute to be honest. "Lets crash here until morning when we start our adventure." Ara says excitedly as she hugged me. She is so tiny that it's so adorable. I hugged her back firmly and felt this wave of happiness, joy, love, and feeling needed and wanted. I kissed her forehead whilst keeping her in my arms. "Wanna go to the beach, Ry?" She asks me with a bright smile. "I'm down, princess." I reply warmly with a smile. We got ready to go to the beach, "If you would like to learn how to surf I'm more than willing to teach you." Ara chirped with joy while smiling. The way she gets excited over small things or her interests is just so cute. I smiled at her and wrapping my arms around her bare waist, "I'm down for that my precious Ara." She smiled whilst blushing before caressing my cheek and kissing my lips softly. Ara is so affectionate which is one of the many things about her that I find to be super attractive. We got changed and grabbed two surf boards. In the peach-coloured sunset I really noticed the scars on her abdomen since she's wearing a bikini. "Ara, come here." I said sadly at the beach as she was about to take off (start a wave ride). She looked back at me with a slight raised eyebrow—looking confused. Through the loose strands of her long black hair blowing in the wind against her face I could see her confusion. I approached her and gave her a firm, protective hug. Ara hugged me back tightly for a bit until we broke the hug, "Ready, handsome?" She asks me with a smile, positioning her board for her to be ready to run and take off. I felt my face turn red when she called me handsome. It's been nine years since I was in love. Nine years! Ara has somehow brought me out of my shell. Have no idea how she did it. She first explained hand cues and verbal cues in case anything goes wrong. She then showed me how to balance on the board with proper footing and stance. After several tries I was ready to attempt my first wave. She monitored me from a safe distance to guide me and worst case scenario to be right there if anything happens. Surfing is a unique feeling. You're gliding on water. Feeling this special feeling of freedom. I feel deeply invigorated. The sensation of the warm wind, the warm mist of the ocean dancing all across my skin and body is touching my soul in a spiritual sense. Now spiritual isn't exactly religious. It's one of those things that it really impacts you in a whole new way. When I got back to shore Ara jumped into my arms giving me a deep kiss. "You did so good Ry!" She retorted with pride and excitement. I gazed into her breathtaking eyes, reciprocating the smile she was flashing. "Thank you Ara! You taught me well, princess. Now you gotta show me what you got." I reply lovingly as I places her down on the sand. Ara gave an adorable cocky look while playfully scoffing "Big bet." Ara grabbed her board and took off. There was a fairly large-sized wave that she went for. The way she goes at it is heart-warming for I know it's a religious experience with her being Pagan. Ara did an aerial then managing to land in time to do a tube ride. The way her damp hair flies in the wind and gliding so elegantly; touching the water as she did the tube ride is incredible. Aerials and tube riding are advanced/pro level tricks though she executed both flawlessly. Ara looks focused all while looking content and at peace while she does this. How can someone keep a seemingly poker-face during an intense sport? It's impressive. She completed the ride, coming to me on shore. When approaching me from the water she flicked her wet hair back, smiling. There is a literal goddess amongst me. "I had no idea you could do any of that." I laughed in amusement. With her left eyebrow raised she playfully replied with "You know I can do more than that." We laughed at her snarkiness before we went on with surfing and her teaching me some more.