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Chapter 1

Simba POV

I hadn't realised that it would hurt so much – I had only walked three quarters of a mile and I was already finding it hard to breathe. Feeling tense and exhausted, I slumped down leaning on a rock to the side of the road. A couple of minutes had passed and my body began to adjust again, so getting to my feet promising myself this time to take deep slow breaths.

No car had passed me in what seemed like hours. Realising no water had touched my lips today which explained my sudden dehydration, looking ahead there was a big sign to the right of the road. Walking closer, the sign began to sparkle as all the colours came to life showing how bright and vibrant they were.

By taking the piece of paper out of my back pocket, I matched up the letter on the sign to the letters on the paper 'Welcome to Summer Bay'.

I began quickening my pace and walking down the hill I was met face to face with the beach. It was so clean - the sand shining bright yellow as the clear blue waves rolled and rolled being the perfect surfing conditions.

Brax POV

Angelo's had been busy all week. Only now getting time to do the books in peace and quiet, I walked into the office as Kyle started to set up for the day ahead. Although having a rough couple of months, things were finally looking up for the family. Casey finally forgave Kyle after he realised that Kyle was also a victim of our father, Heath got married to Bianca who's love for one another is evident and I am settling with my gorgeous girlfriend Ricky who's pushy and a pain but knows me better that the back of her own hand. Opening the books with a pen in one hand and a calculator to the other I started processing the work as my smile became wider just by thinking about how far my family had come.

Simba POV

Walking on the sand with my red vans in my right hand, I noticed how clean and clear the beach was. Looking at how people walked, ran and surfed like it was just another day. I sat down giving my body a chance to recover from the trek and noticing how every person walking past seemed happy by smiling and laughing.

I felt so thirsty and my stomach now cramping by the lack of food I had eaten this week. Looking up towards a couple of buildings I noticed that one in particular seemed openly busy, so getting to my feet knowing that it was a perfect opportunity for a free feed. Walking nearer the building I noticed how people seemed so friendly by acknowledging my existence by nodding and smiling as I entered the building.

"Welcome to the Diner love, how can I help ya?" This mid-50s woman with red shoulder length hair said to me, taking me completely by surprise.

Looking directly towards her, she wore a yellow three quarter length sleeve shirt with a cream apron over the top. I noticed she wore what looked like white linen trousers on her bottom half. Looking at her in utter shock as the queue behind me began to grow

"Umm… just a water… and a cereal bar please," I answer in a sweet and innocent voice while grabbing the strings on my backpack pulling them tight, making the bag rise to the top of my back nearer my shoulders.

As the lady was grabbing my water and getting my bar, I noticed that the exit on the other side of the room was clear resulting in me smiling with relief. The lady behind the counter interrupts my thoughts, "That will be $2.35 please darl" handing the items over to me.

This grey haired man in a light pink shirt and light cream trousers interrupted quickly, "Hey Irene, sorry to be a bother, but have you seen Marilyn?"

Knowing this was my perfect opportunity I began to swiftly walk out the Diner. Approaching the door I heard the lady shout "Hey! Get back here, you haven't paid for that!" Her voice was all I needed to hear before beginning to run, barging every person in my path, nearly knocking a couple of them to their feet.

Hearing footsteps behind me I began picking up my pace having the idea that it was the man in the pink shirt from the Diner I knew I could out run him in a heartbeat even in the condition I was in. Running through lanes, having no idea where I was heading, the footsteps quickly disappearing. Sitting down leaning against a wall, I opened the bottle with all my remaining strength, my breathing out of control as my heart struggled to gain a normal rhythm.

Taking little sips from the bottle wincing at the pain every time it ran down my throat and down into my stomach. "I have to find Brax" I said under my breath now wheezing from the pain. Getting to my feet again I desperately tried to regain balance as I walked back out towards the street and headed back to the beach. Walking to the beach was easy, the hard part was trying to dodge the Diner and find the person I was looking for. I knew that Brax owned a place called Angelo's but trying to find it would prove difficult.

'You have to suck it up sooner or later, Simba. Come on you can do this,' I think to myself, trying to pluck up the courage.

Knowing I would have to actually attempt to speak to someone soon I noticed a young boy siting at a table alone drinking a smoothie. Taking a deep breath I walked closer towards him fiddling with my hands. Speak up Simba.

"Hi… sorry to disturb you but I was… I was just wondering whether you could help me?" My sweet and innocent voice working wonders as usual. He looked me up and down wide eyed, I began to feel uncomfortable and was just about to walk away before he said "Oh sorry. Yes of course, I will try anyway. How can I help you?" gesturing me to sit down, I took the offer slouching on the chair opposite him to try and ease the pain.

"I'm Chris" he said smiling holding out his hand I took it and shook it politely "My name's Simba" I said.

"Nice to meet you Simba, what can I do for you?" he said still with a smile across his face. He was a womanizer no doubt.

"I was wondering whether you could point me the way to a restaurant called..uh Angelo's?" I tell him. Did I say the name right?

"Yeah sure" he said "You're actually closer than you probably think" giving me a little wink.

I smiled back letting him carry on "You're just underneath it" he said while pointing up to the balcony on top of the building that we sat outside from.

He pointed indoors "There is a block of stairs on your left hand side, it's just up there" he finished.

"Thank you!" I said getting to my feet feeling grateful, "I owe you." I said before disappearing into the downstairs of the building. Noticing the stairs to my left I made my way closer observing them a little before placing my right foot on the first step. My heart began to pump as butterflies were now forming in my stomach, was this really it? Was I about to meet Brax for the first time in 9 years?

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