About the Author: Buzz Dixon is a long time writer in TV animation, films, graphic novels, comic books, video games, short stories, and soon in novels for the YA market. His most notable credits are as one of the writers on the original G.I. Joe and Transformers series; the creator and packager of Serenity, the best selling Christian manga (not to be confused with the TV show); and as the writer of the Terminator 3 video game. He has short fiction published in Mike Shayne’s Mystery Magazine and National Lampoon.
“You’re in so much trouble.”
“Let me guess: Your dad is a lawyer.”
“It’s three against one, your word against ours.”
“Only one way to find out, isn’t there? Call the harbor police and let them decide.”
He pulled his cell phone out, thumbed the 9 and the 1 then, with thumb poised, arched his eyebrow at us.
Did I mention we were naked and soaking wet?
Okay, so let me backtrack a bit and explain how we got there.
Point Paradisio is the most boring damn place on the planet.
I know, I know, you’re rolling your eyes here. How can a millionaires’ playground be boring?
’Cause millionaires aren’t teenage girls.
They want their privacy and security, so instead of a bridge we need to take a damn ferry across the marina to the mainland.
That’s like … an hour, y’know?
And the island itself hasn’t got much of anything. No cars except those stupid little electric golf carts.
Oh, yeah, a country club and a nine-hole golf course and tennis courts and wonderful ocean view and so damn boring!
Even as little kids—and by that I mean Shannon and Tiffany and me—Point Paradisio bored us out of our minds.
I guess that’s why we started stealing stuff.