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-rosalee
Chapter 1: new beginnings, new places
The misty aroma filled the air, tingling the young black belts skin. He was out for one last surf, before he had to leave his beloved island. The day was brisk, filling with the warm, melting sensation on his already, tingling skin. The sun hung low in the air, making the day seem almost unrealistic. The brunette shifted on his Side, grabbing his board. He stood up, sand still clung to his swim shorts as he did so. The sandy white powder, being crushed underneath his weight. He ran head first, into the Hawaiian water, his board still on his hip. Salty water encircled the 17 year old, making him come to the surface for a gulp of air. The wetness felt good to his almost sunburned skin. He grabbed the orange and yellow board, and stood up on it quickly, before he fell off and lost his balance. Everything he did almost seemed in slow motion. He wanted to cherish this moment, never wanting to forget it. He has to leave to California today. His dad has a good job offer, and decided to take it. He decided to go out and surf to take the stress off his mind. He's had a rough time in the past couple of years. A very rough time. And his family is always moving, and having to haul him every where they go. He let out a strangled sigh, as he got knocked off the board by a rolled into the water, air bubbles surfacing to he top. He growled out in frustration, and hit his board. He hated his parents like hell. They always had to move, or go off to some fancy restraunt by themselves. While he was left with his skater friends. The brunette decided to get out of the water and dry off before their long flight to Cali. He trudged up the beach drying his sopping wet hair with a towel. Just then his phone rang. He went over and grabbed it with his still wet hands. "Hello?" His mom sounded frustrated as she awnsered her son. "Jack! Where the hell have you been! We have to leave in an hour!" Jack chuckled at his mom. She would always get freaked out by the simplistic things. "Ok mom ill be there inna little bit." He said calmly. He took on more of his dads characteristics than his moms. His dad was laid back, and smooth. Where his mom was constantly biting her finger nails, or getting on to him about something. He put his cell phone into his draw string bag, and made his way home to his "old" house.
Jack sat bye the window on the plane looking out of it. For miles and miles all he could see was blue. He looked to his right to see an old lady sitting next to him. She looked tired and worn out from something and her kind eyes were half open. She sat there with a red pouch like purse in her lap. He couldn't help but notice a faded old picture of a man sticking out of one of the pockets. "Is that your husband?" Jack asked politely. The lady opened her eyes all the way, and looked at him and smiled. She looked at the picture , and smiled once again. "He sure is dear." She said nicely. Jack smiled in return, and nodded his head. "He has passed away though. At least in 1980 is when he passed." She said tapping her finger to her chin. Jack nodded. "I'm sorry for your loss." Jack said apologetically. Even though e new it was a long time ago, he thought it would be the right thing to say in this situation. "Oh no sweet heart! You don't need to say that! It was at least 30 years ago!" She laughed whole heartedly. Jack nodded his head. Her and jack made small talk through the plane ride. He found out her name was Enelda, and she was going to California in search of her long lost great nephew. Soon enough the plane landed, and jack was in California. He said goodbye to Enelda, and found his mom and dad. As they were leaving the airport, he saw a piece of paper lying on the ground, and picked it up. it was the man in Enelda's purse. Jack had a feeling that that wasn't going to be the last time they would see each other.
Jack sat in the front seat with his father, blasting his music through his beats. His washed up jeans propped up on the dash board of the blue truck. It was now at least 3:00 am in the morning, and everything around him seemed unnatural, due to the darkness. His dad tapped his shoulder, and jack pulled down his ear phones. His dads blue eyes lit up. "Now, the reason me and your mom kept this house a secret, is because we think you will really like this house." His dad said. Jack just smirked and said "is it big?" His dad let outta sigh and nodded his head. "You can say that. Jack just smiled. "Because of how big it is, we have to share it with a family, so we can't have it all to our selves." Jack looked at his father puzzled. "We're going to live in a manchin jack." His dad said through a smile. Jacks eyes widened, and almost fell out if the car seat. "Holy shit!" Jack said looking at his dad. "I know right! Watch your language though." His dad said happily and seriously. Jack suddenly started to gave at least a thousand questions pop up into his head. Like, what family?,how big really is it?, and, do we have servants? He knew he'd just have to wait and found furrowed his eyebrows. Damn surprises.
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