I hopped out of the car, stuffing my i-pod into my pocket as I did so. We had come to watch my mom finish the race, but I figured that we would have to wait quite a while. I grabbed a free soda and bag of chips as I searched the crowd for friends and acquaintances. I found some of my friends, those whose mothers were paddling with mine in their boat. They were all busy, and I didn't feel like butting in, so I walked away. Besides, there was no shade where they were sitting.
I walked back up the street. I found myself looking at them, three of them, two boys, one girl. I knew them all from school, and I knew one of the boys from church. We talked and joked about random things, and eventually decided that we needed to move somewhere else to get a better, less-crowded, view. We took off up the railroad tracks.
Some guard started yelling at us, so we switched to the road. Eventually we came to a break in the trees. Two rocks were on the other side of the tangle of rocks and vines. on the other side of the rocks lay the lake. We crawled through the brush, they more quickly than I. I had left my sneakers home. It was just easier to wear flip-flops.
We sat on the rocks, watching the first few boats go by. Our eyes were drawn to the smaller docks. "Isn't that your mom?" one asked the other.
"Yup," he pulled out his cell phone and called her, "Mom, we're coming to you."
Five minutes later we were heading to the smaller docks.
We watched maybe five boats go past us when they spotted a friend in an escort boat. They waved him over and we hopped in. We followed the boats as they finished the race, blaring Rocky music in the process. We followed one, two, three boats to the finish line, and we didn't stop for a while. Waves rocked the boat, filling it with water. with a shock, I remembered my i-pod. After a quick check, I assured myself that it was dry and safe.
Eventually We pulled up to the main dock and the four of us got off. Almost instantly after I got back to my dad, I saw my mom's boat.
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