His Return

by young dee

Alexis Rhodes and Jaden Yuki haven't seen Ryan for almost fifteen years, but now he's there new neighbor with his son, Seth. Jaden and Alexis also have a daughter. Will old romances heat up between them? Sequal to New Kid on the Block

1. Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Ryan Realo-31

Jaden "Yuki" Rhodes-31

Alexis Rhodes-29

Seth Realo-17

Ashley Rhodes-16

A moving truck came rumbling down the road, behind it a big, black truck. Inside a father and a son looking for a new start. The boy had medium length blonde hair and big brown eyes like his dad. The father had scraggly brown hair and goatee with many necklaces around his neck, including a gold chain with a half of a heart on it .The kid was listening to his MP3 Player, not wanting to listen to his father's ridiculous songs from when he was a kid. The van and the truck pulled into the driveway.

"Seth we're here," the father said to the son, but he didn't hear him.

"SETH WERE HERE," the father yelled. The son removed his earphones after hearing him. "Jeesh dad, you don't have to yell," the boy laughed.

"Sometimes, I think that's the only way to get to you," the father sighed. The two got out of the truck and stared at the house for a moment. It was a tan beach house with a great view of the beach and ocean.

"So what do you think," the dad said smiling. The son wasn't really paying attention to the house but to the sound of the waves in the background. "It's perfect," the boy whispered. The two stared at the house for a little bit longer.

"Okay, let's help unpack," the father said. They walked over to the moving van and opened. The first thing the son looked for and took out was his surfboard. Surfing was the kids life. The only thing he looked forward to when his father told them they were moving.

"Of course," the father thought to himself as they unpacked the rest of the stuff.

Later That Night . . . Backyard

"Attack," the father yelled at his monster on the field.

"Rookie mistake son," the father said as his son's life points dwindled to zero.

"Rematch," the son persisted. The father looked at Seth for a moment. They had dueled four times in a row, which he had won all of them, but his son never gave up.

"Go to bed you have school in the morning, you'll get all the practice you need at school tomorrow," the father said heading inside.

"One of these days I'm gonna beat you," the whispered under his breath.

"I bet you will," the father replied from inside. All Seth could do was laugh.

"Goodnight Seth," he yawned and walked inside.

Seth took off his duel disk and sat down on his new bed still pondering how he had lost.

"I'll beat him someday," he thought to himself.

He wasn't looking forward to school the next morning. He looked at his surfboard sitting in the corner. He walked downstairs and got some nails and a hammer out of the garage and walked back upstairs. He hammered the nails into the wall to create a make-shif shelf and placed his surfboard onto it. He then went to sleep.