Wild Times at Surfmont High

Wild Times at Surfmont High

We were all 16 years old and just old enough to drive and get into trouble. There was a little unvegetated island just offshore from our local beach. You could only get there by boat and our friend Mel had a nice boat.

There was about 4 or 5 of us. I think it was John, Billy G, Mark, Mel and Me, and we decided to camp out on the island Saturday night and get really drunk.

I had a fake id and was appointed the beer getter. I looked like I was about 12 but the clerk in the Jiffy checked my fake ID and gave me the beer.

We all met Saturday afternoon at Mel's house. His Dad was a doctor and they lived in a mansion on the channel.

We loaded up Mel's boat with beer, sleeping bags, hotdogs, marshmallows and bread and embarked on our journey. The little island was only about 10 minutes away so it didn't take long.

Within 20 minutes of arriving at our island we were all smashed and running around the island in our underwear and screaming our heads off.

I think it was the most fun I ever had.

It was the first time I had ever been drunk. After we all went insane for about 30 minutes we started to calm down. It was getting close to dark so we built a little campfire and made some hot dogs and toasted some marshmallows and drank some more beer.

Pretty soon we were all laying on our sleeping bags and looking up at the stars.

We talked drunkenly about girls and which ones we'd like to screw. We also talked about which girl did it and with who and which ones had the biggest boobs.

I think we were all virgins so we didn't know what we were talking about but it was fun.

Pretty soon we were getting into deeper conversations about cars and sex in other countries. Mel was really smashed and he kept blurting out nonsense.

Pretty soon we were all telling him to shut up, which we would never have done sober. He was bigger and stronger than any of us.

After a bit Mel disappeared. We were all enjoying his absense and were getting deeper into our talk.

We figured he went to take a leak. We didn't realize how bad we had pissed him off.

We were all laying there when I heard a smack on the sand and something splattered on my leg. It was an egg.

Just when I said "somebodies throwing eggs at us!" Splat! An egg hit Mark right in the forehead.

I got hit with a couple of more eggs and the other guys did too. An unseen egg sniper had blasted us in the middle of the night!

We scouted around the island but could not find anyone. We went back to our campsite and huddled around the campfire. Then we realized that Mel was missing. Could Mel be the egg sniper?

Then we realized we had been kind of mean to him. Just as we came to that conclusion ...KABOOM!!

An m40 went of right behind us. We all jumped up cussing and scared to death.

Then another two or three explosions. We were so scared. We thought somebody was trying to kill us.

We spread out trying to find our tormenters. We finally found Mel. He was soaking wet and told us some guys were trying to steal his boat.

He said He had to swim out to get his boat. They couldn't get it started so they beached it and took off. He finally got the boat and made it back to the island.

At least we were glad the bad guys were gone. Mel was back with the boat so we wouldn't be stranded.

We settled back at our campsite and told Mel we didn't mean to hurt his feelings.

He accepted our apologies and then admitted he was the one who threw the eggs and set off the cherry bombs.

He said he was also gonna pour a circle of gasoline around us and light it but he changed his mind.

We never told Mel to shut up again.