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Ashley sighed she stepped off the bus, her suitcase in one hand and a piece of paper with an address written on it in the other.
Her eyes searched her new surroundings as she spotted a sign labelled 'Summer Bay', along with an arrow pointing ahead and a number of how far away it is.
Shoving her brown hair out of her eyes she tilted her suitcase and began walking in the direction of the arrow on the sign.
After five minutes Ashley was sweating and annoyed, she wasn't used to the heat and her feet were starting to hurt from the walking, sandals obviously not being the best attire for the job.
Just as she started to consider hitching a ride the rest of the way a small town came into view.
The suitcase behind her rattled along noisily as she entered a building, the place was painted white with high stools and tables placed here and there.
"Ehm, excuse me?" Ashley tapped a man on the shoulder, he was wearing a yellow and red shirt with the word Lifeguard emblazoned on it but she couldn't imagine him being very agile.
"Yes?" The man said, slightly impatiently.
"Could you point me in the direction of this address?" Ashley watched closely as the man took the piece of paper from her his eyes squinting slightly as he tried to decipher her mums untidy scrawl.
"I can make it easier for you, the bloke who lives there is upstairs" The man jolted his head towards a white staircase in the corner of the room. Ashley couldn't help but feel slightly uneasy as he surveyed her. She was used to people trying to figure her out but this man was looking at her like she might grow another head and rip the place down any minute now.
"Great, thanks," She snapped the paper off him and headed upstairs her suitcase banging against the steps loudly.
"I'm John by the way, John Palmer," The man shouted after her, she waved her hand in particular manner as a sign of recognition.
After struggling with the suitcase and the stairs for longer than she cared for all Ashley wanted to do was have a cold shower and a drink.
Although these thoughts flew from her mind for a brief moment when she spotted the man standing behind the bar, he was fixing a drink for someone.
Ashley couldn't help but notice that their hair was the exact same shade of brown although his eyes were blue and hers were green.
"Hey, are you Darryl Braxton?" She shouted when she was half way to the bar.
"Yeah, who's asking?" Darryl surveyed her, she watched as his eyes looked her up and down taking in her appearance.
Her straggly brown hair and green eyes, the small beads of sweat gracing her forehead, she was wearing an off white vest with denim shorts and brown gladiator sandals. He couldn't help but notice the stud in her nose that glistened when the sun hit it and the tattoo on her wrist as she stretched out her hand to him.
"I'm Ashley Braxton, your little sister," She smiled slightly as Brax's eyes widened slightly before he shook his head, smiling slightly.
"No, no you must be mistaken, I don't have a sister,"
"Yes you do," Brax was slightly taken aback by the confidence in her words, he couldn't help but be reminded of how it was very similar to the way he got people to do what he wanted.
"Look, I know you don't know about me," Ashley went on, leaning against the bar. "But that's because I'm your half-sister, Danny Braxton is my father and I heard he was sprung from jail so I decided to pay dear old dad a visit so can we please skip the whole family reunion thing and just show me the way to a shower or give me a cold beer and I will be perfectly happy and then we'll have no problems,"
Brax chuckled slightly, that little speech was worthy of Heath, no doubt this girl had the Braxton attitude.
"I have the letter from the courts in my bag if you're that sceptical," Ashley rolled her eyes when Brax hadn't said anything.
"How about I bring you back to mine and my… our brothers place and you can settle in," Brax suggested, curiosity getting the better of him.
"Sounds good," Ashley agreed, satisfied that she didn't get the soppy speach she had been dreading might come about always wanting a sister and blah blah blah.
Now she just had to face her other half-brothers, Heath and Casey she thought her mum told her were their names.