Jack's POV. Our cutie pie Jack has moved to Carmel for school. Now he's going to the Mission too. What's in store for him? This is a Paul/ Suze story too. Hehe.

Jack's Move

Seattle just wasn't my place. It didn't feel like home at all to me. That's why, when I turned 14, I moved to Carmel, California with my grandpa Slaski.

Of coarse Paul wasn't too thrilled to have his annoying little brother move in with him. After all, he did move to Carmel to get away from his family.

My parents were always working. Everything they did was related to work. Work this, work that. It became like an annoying buzz in my ear.

The only way to get away from this buzz was to one day walk up to my parents, and say 'Mom, dad, I wanna go to Carmel for the rest of high school. I can stay with grandpa Slaski, he wouldn't mind.'

And a month later, I was in Carmel, at old Slaski's house, unpacking my suitcases.

Paul had come to pick me up from the airport in his silver BMW convertible. Handing me a pair of shades, he took my bags and put them in the trunk. I tried being conversational and from time to time and crack a few jokes, but Paul seemed occupied by his thoughts. I could tell by his facial expressions.

Almost 10 whole minutes had passed before either one of us uttered two words.

"I have to stop by someone's house for a sec." He said, sounding all calm.

I jumped in my seat, being startled from the sudden noise change.

Why was he acting this way? I mean, I know he's not too fond of me, but he could show a little more welcoming to me, being that I'm his brother.

Whatever, he probably has BBS.

(A/N- Haha. BBS stands for Blue Ball Syndrome. It's like a guys version of PMS. LOL.)

"Yeah, sure." I said, sounding cool with the idea.

"Hey, do you think we go to a shack and get a drink? I've got a killer jetlag."

"Mmhmm." Was all he said. He looked so...so...out of it.

We arrived at a two-story house up on a hill. I had no clue whose it was, so I asked Paul.

"Remember three summers ago, when we all went to a resort Hotel, and you had a babysitter, Suze? Yeah, well, this is her house."

Suze? I remember Suze. She got me out of my swimming phobia. She was so awesome.

I remember Paul trying to get her to go out with him. "Oh, the girl you tried to go out with?" I asked, curiously.

"Uh, yeah. That one. But things are different now."

And before I got to ask how, he sprinted up the stairs to her front door.

Three knocks, and the door was opened by a middle aged woman.

"Why hello Paul... yeah sure, she's just upstairs...ok...you know the way..."

I was only able to hear her voice, because she had some nifty pair of vocal cords for a mid aged woman. Paul took one look back at me, and signaled he'd only be a second and to wait in the car.

He stepped in the house, and the door closed.

Ok, so what now? I'm waiting here, bored as hell, in a car, by myself...

... With the keys in the ignition. Hehe.

Talk about full power!

Hey, at leastI have my permit, I'll just reverse it onto the road.

Ok, Jack. You can do this.

Seat belt, check.

Look for pedestrians, check.

Paul not in sight?

Rearview mirror.

Check, check. Pull back shift bar to reverse, slow...pick up the speed a little... turn the wheel to the left...

CRASH!

Oh, shit!

I didn't check for oncoming traffic. Double shit!

Oh my God, what do I do? Paul's gonna kill me! He's gonna hate me forever!

IM SO SCREWED!

"WHAT THE HELL?"...

...Speaking of Paul.

"Jack, are you okay? What happened?" A familiar voice said.

Suze. It's her.

Aww, these little swirls around me are pretttyyyy...

So, so, so prettyyyyy...

"JACK! WAKE UP MAN!"

Huh? Why's everyone yelling? Shoo.

"Aw, man. That killed... BUT IT WAS SO COOL! I DROVE!"

"You crashed into my car! Do you even have insurance!" Who was Paul talking to?

Oh, the other dude.

Wait, it was totally my fault. I didn't check for other cars, and plus...I DONT HAVE MY LISENCE! Shit, as I said before...I am so screwed.

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The next day, Paul being car less, we all headed down to the beach. Next week is when I start school, so Paul's being nice and showing me around.

Ok, so don't think that I got off the hook for the whole crashing-Paul's-car- thing.

Cuz, I didn't. I SO didn't. Paul was just not holding a grudge.

He found out I only have my permit, and he paid for the fees. He's so lucky my parents provide us with mullah, cuz his car was TOTALLED.

I mean, the whole butt was dented in. Like it was disfigured in the rear end. The fender came off and the left tire popped.

Such a sad sight.

All with my doing. I'm soo good.

MWAUAHA. But, I felt bad though.

My first day here, I manage to screw it up.

Kudos points for Jack.

So, here we were, stretched out on the sand with the sun beating down on our masculine chests...

... Well, Paul's masculine chest. As for me, lets just say, mine can do a little better in the hair apartment.

I've got abs.

Yeah, Jack. Like a 2 pack.

From the side, I saw her walking with 3 cokes in her hand, towards us.

She sat down on her knees next to Paul and handed him the cokes.

"Suze, come 'ere." Paul said, motioning to his lap.

Paul laid the cokes down on the towel that was in between us and Suze rested her head against Paul's chest.

Her head moved in the rhythm of his breathing.

Up, down. Up, down. Up, down.

Paul rested his hand on Suze's bare stomach and started tracing little circles with his index finger while Suze held onto his other very tanned, very muscled hand.

They looked so happy together. Like they really loved each other.

Paul started to comb his fingers through Suze's hair.

I could've SWORE that I heard her give a little moan. I saw a smile creep onto Paul's face.

As for me, I was sitting stretched out, looking at my happy brother with his girlfriend.

I wouldn't say that I didn't feel a little jealousy inside me.

I sure as hell did. He loved her. She loved him. Love given equally between them.

So much chemistry that was between them, you could so tell they loved each other.

Even if you were blind, you could at least sense it.

Ahh, so this is what true happiness looks like.

Suze sat up, picking her head up from Paul's chest. She pushed her sunglasses up onto her head and got the suntan lotion out of her beach bag.

Paul sat up too and with two hands, took hold of Suze's waist, and brought her closer to him, now being in between his legs. She skewed her head to the right while Paul planted a simple kiss on her neck.

She sighed, and smiled.

Putting her hands on his knees, she slowly moved them up and down, occasionally bringing them a little bit higher, but not too high.

Paul took the lotion from Suze and squeezed some in his hand.

Rubbing his hands together to spread the lotion around, he then slowly started to apply it to Suze's upper back. Suze took a sharp breath in, with the hands on Paul's legs; she started rubbing lotion into them too.

I guess Paul was getting a little excited cuz after that, he put his hands inside Suze's bottom bikini and started massaging, then quickly brought them back out to take hold of her hips and bring her even closer to him.

Ok, this time, I am SO sure that I heard her give a moan. I SWEAR!

Paul rubbed his hands back and forth on Suze's hips and then crept them to the front, now being on her lower stomach.

Since they were so close, Paul wrapped his arms around Suze and kept it like that for a few minutes.

They were hugging.

Aww!

Ok, I am so jealous now. Seeing my brother being this way to someone he loved, was making me want to feel the same way.

To love. To be loved.

Paul placed his chin on the crook of Suze's neck and shoulder and kissed her there.

Suze, being a girl, giggled. I guess Paul hit the jackpot.

He deserves this, I thought to myself. Living in Seattle, he never got the love a child is supposed to get from his parents.

Now, Suze is helping him accomplish what he was missing.

Suze reclined back into Paul's lap and turned around.

Now they were facing each other. She looked into his eyes and brought her hands to his side, to support her, and leaned forward to kiss Paul on the lips.

To say that they didn't continue, would be a total underestimate.

Suze was no longer being supported by her own hands. Paul helped her by grabbing her by the hips and bringing her upward, more into him.

They looked like one body. The way they were on top of each other, I mean.

I wont lie and say I wasn't looking. Come on, who couldn't look? They were just making out on a public beach, for Christ's sake.

I wouldn't be surprised if people who were walking by didn't stop and say 'Aw, I remember when I was young and in love.' Or some other corny line like that.

The two love birds decided to reach up for air.

Finally. Bravo.

Suze sat up from her in between-Paul-position and stood up. She reached down to hold Paul's hand and help him up.

Paul, being the guy he is, brought Suze in for yet another passionate, romantic kiss when she pulled him up.

All I have to say is: She seems to think Paul is GOOOOD.

Well, it would sorta sound wrong if I told you that. Me being his brother and all.

Suze's foot popped. You know, like in those old romantic movies when two people kiss who are in love, the girls' foot pops.

She bent down to gather all the stuff into the beach bag.

"You ready?" Paul asked me as he slipped his arm around Suze's waist.

If it weren't for the sunglasses, he would've known I was looking at them the WHOLE time.

I'll keep these with me from now on.

"Uh huh." It was all I was able to get out.

I mean, if you were there, the something would have happened to you to.

Seeing them walk side by side like that was just the best sight ever. It was cute.

I walked behind them, and was able to see Suze look up at Paul and smile while leaning her head on his shoulder.

Their hips touched each other's with each step they took, and it didn't seem to bother them the least bit.

We got in the car and starting to drive.

Looking out the window, I thought about what school would be like and if I would end up liking it here.

I noticed that we passed the exit that we would have taken to get to Suze's house.

Paul drove into our driveway and turned the car off.

So, I guess taking Suze home is outta the question.

"Jack, why don't you start to take the stuff in. Suze and I'll be in in a sec."

"K. And thanks for today Paul. I had fun."

I walked into the house, put the stuff on the counter and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When I got out, I saw grandpa Slaski. His assistant smiled.

He freaks me out.

"Where is Paul?" He asked.

Why the hell is it his business?

"Uh, he's got a friend over."

Not wanting to continue the conversation, I walked into the kitchen for something to eat.

Paul and Suze must be upstairs in his room.

I wont go there either.

I would be intruding on something so beautiful.

Eww.

I'm talking about their love for each other.

The last thing they need is me walking in on them.

Sitting down on one of the stools that stood by the counter, I began eating my snickers bar while reading the comic's section in the paper.

This is my kinda fun.

Well, at least for now. At my age, I mean.

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End of chapter one. Hehe.

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Lots of Love With All My Brains,

Beka