One hot summery day, Bradin Westerly was surfing in his usual schedule at 8 am, soaring through into the waves and crashing into them afterwards. He continued Although he already tired himself, as usual, something was bothering him today which caused him to be pushing himself to his limits. Doing this continuously, as he Thought about his break-up with Sarah, he crashed into some painfully sharp rocks causing him to bleed so he walked to shore because his leg stung especially when Hitting the salty water, making him scream in pain. Suddenly, a girl came in front of him, offering him a hand.

"Do you need any help?" the girl inquired curiously.
"No, I'm fine" Bradin answered harshly, while trying to stand up.
The girl hesitated to help him since she could see that he really looked hurt.
"She sure reminds me of Sarah..." He mumbled softly.
"What'd you say?" the girl continued to speak.
Bradin didnâ–“t mind what she asked him because he was staring right at her...she noticed him doing so and also fell for his lovely green eyes.
Realizing that they were caught up in a moment, the girl began to look away and said.
"Come on, my dad's a surgeon on minor injuries, i'm sure he could...um help"
Bradin, still not minding the things she's saying, asked her what her name was.
"Roxanne" the girl replied, putting his arm around her neck for support, so Bradin could stand up.
"Roxanne...hmm...nice name..." Bradin replied.
"Hehe...thanks...what's yours?" Roxanne said, flattered.
"Bradin.." he answered.
"Come on, Bradin, let's get you some help" she said smiling.
"Why would we do that when I've got you?" Bradin questioned.
"I...um ..." Roxanne stopped, when feeling Bradin's lips touch hers.
They both parted and stared once more at each other.
"Thanks for being here...I...mean..." Bradin said, before Roxanne cut him off.
"Yeah...I know what you mean...so, come let's go".