love & surfing

This dream is different... So in this dream I am living with a group of people I had never met before in a house and we all work and live with one another. It is kind of a real world situation but not a reality tv show just a job. And the house we live in is sort of multiple houses joined together. There are showers that we all used like dorm style almost, but they are outside. This place is somewhere tropical for some reason it was like an island somewhere around south AMerica I think, real or made up i dont know. Anyway weather was great and it was in a kind of small town and the locals spoke spanish. I lived with all these people and I remember that we weren;t all super close but one girl and I really got along. All of these people were dream people and did not exist in my real life. So my dream bestie and I hung out a lot in the house. This house was kind of close to the surfing tribe house that I visited when I was in Peru. So there were two other girls besides me and my friend and two guys so 6 of us in all. One of the guys hung out with the other two girls and the other guy hung out with the locals and was a big surfer. He was kinda tall tan and had dark/ dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a columbian or australian boy look to him. He was scruffy and always a bit of a mess in true surf boy form. No one was really friends with him. But then I was at the grocery store trying to buy some food and stuff for myself but I didn't have the right amount of money and I was trying to explain that I didn't want everything I had but I couldn't speak with the cashier. (weird because I speak spanish but whatever) So turns out this roommate of mine is there in the parking lot and walks in a sees my struggle and helps me out. Then drives me home in the beat up red mustang like car. From then we got close and hung out a lto and he ended up teaching me how to surf. It was like romance movie montage status. We hid it from the rest of the roommates for a while and I especially didn't want the other two girls to know, because one of them happened to have a big crush on him and I knew she was an absolute bitch. She was a vengeful blair waldorf type. My good friend ended up finding out in one of those awkward walked in on kind of moments where someone tries to hide. Then I was surfing again at the beach and I really remember the beach. The ocean was warm nd blue but the beach was a lot like ventura beaches. It was sand but not super fine but not pebbly either. It was light sand not dark and had doons. There was one really big hill that I sat o a lot and would watch people surf before I really knew how. You could sit on that hill and see people surfing but they couldn't really see you sitting staring and watching them. I read a lot on that hill as well. I just kew all these things to be true they didn't actually happen in my dream. Then when I started learning how to surf after I was done that is where I would chill for a second before I went back home. But that is where the dream ended me on the beach after surfing with my wetsuit peeled half way off next to my 'love interest' just hanging out