Chapter 1: McKenzie Fox
Hello! This is my 5 story and I hope you like it! Since I first saw the movie I wanted to write a story on how Mack and Brady had first met. Some of the ideas in the story I give credit to Lcat14. Anyways here's the first chapter.. enjoy!
Mack's Point of View
This year was my final year in California.
At the end of August my Aunt is coming to take me to this prestigious private school in New York.
And why might I agree to that you ask? Well it's what my mom did with her aunt and since she is gone, I want to be just like her. Or do I?
I mean yeah it would be cool to get a great job that pays well and do what my mom couldn't.
But then again, maybe I don't want that. I mean I have a perfect life here! The most amazing house on the beach, chilling with my grandfather, have great friends, and the most amazing boyfriend ever!
But I don't want to disappoint my mom.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my grandfather enter. He owns a surfboard rental shop and also repairs broken surfboards.
Me on the other hand think surfing is silly. I mean who would want to stand on a board on the water when you could be swimming in it? Apparently all the people on the beach with surfboards under their arms.
"Hey Mack, could you give me a hand?" My grandfather asked me. I rushed right on over to help him out with his surf board repairing tools.
"Thanks. So what is on your agenda today? Gonna try to learn how to surf on your last summer here?" I could tell he was teasing me but on the last part I could see some hurt in his eyes.
Ever since I came here three years ago, he was alone. My grandmother had passed away about 5 years ago and when I came, his life was full again.
His one daughter, (my mom) has also passed away, and his other daughter never came to see him and she doesn't have any kids. So basically I'm all my grandfather has left and I could tell that me leaving was killing him inside.
"Oh I don't know probably go and meet up with Brandon."
I could see my grandfather roll his eyes then pretend nothing happened. I raised my eyebrows at him.
"What?"
"Oh nothing." He tried to hide and walk away but I followed him.
"What why is it so wrong that I will go see Brandon?"
"Because…honey I feel like you've been spending too much time with him and frankly I just don't like him."
I gasped at that statement.
"Since when don't you like Brandon! And I have not been spending too much time with him." I jumped at the sound of my phone telling me I have a text message. I grabbed it quickly and opened the text.
"You don't spend too much time with him huh! Who are you talking to?"
"Brandon." Dang it! I added, I wasn't supposed to tell him. Maybe he's right. Maybe I do spend a little too much time talking to him. Maybe I should go find my friends and hang out with them today.
"You know what grandpa? You are so right! I'm not gonna hang out with Brandon today, I'm gonna hang with Sydney, Shelby, and Emma. But first I gotta go change." I saw the satisfactory in my grandfather's face when I said that and rushed to my room to go get changed.
I decided to wear a yellow spaghetti strap tank top with a jean jacket. I was wearing short shorts, along with my favorite sandals and sunglasses. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail, grabbed my beach bag, and headed back into the living room to find my grandpa relaxing in a chair with his favorite movie on,
Wet Side Story
I find this movie rather silly. I mean everything is so predictable. The guy gets the girl, they defeat the bad guys, the enemies become friends, and everyone lives happily ever after.
Also the surfing looks fake, I've seen some people on the beach surf and it looks nothing like that, they sing for absolutely no reason, and their hair never gets wet! And I mean never.
"Ok grandpa I'm leaving." I called from the front door.
"Okay be back around 5 for dinner!" He called back not once taking his eyes off the TV. I was about to leave when he stopped me.
"And you better be going to hang out with friends not your boyfriend!"
I ignored his last comment and left the house.
He has issues trusting me, and I get that he is trying to protect me but still, he needs to at least trust me.
I turned down the street and began the long walk to my friend Emma's house.
Please tell me if you liked it! Next chapter will be Brady, please review and tell me what you think if the title and if I should continue. I shall update soon, once I get the chance!