"Help her!" Charlottle shouted.
I paddled frantically to where Mia had gone under.
"Mia!" I shouted, scanning the churning water.
Lucas was already there, diving beneath the surface.
Suddenly, Mia's head broke the surface about twenty feet away from me. She gasped for air, her arms flailing, as another wave threatened to push her under again.
"I've got her!" Lucas shouted, reaching Mia just as she started to go under once more. He grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him and onto his board.
Mia was coughing and sputtering, but she was okay.
"Help me get her to shore!" Lucas called out.
Charlotte and I flanked them as we all paddled back to the beach.
"What happenned?! Is Mia okay?!" Sam's voice carried from the shore, panicked.
We reached the beach, and Alex rushed over. He dropped his board and waded into the shallow water to help.
"Grab her other arm!" Lucas instructed. Together, we lifted Mia off Lucas's board.
