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One.
A serene feeling overcame her, her gray orbs focused on nothing but everything simultaneously. Gently the waves of the ocean collided with the bottom of the collection of rocks she was perched upon. Light airy winds caressed her shoulders and strummed through her jet black hair. Casey ran her fingers through her newly cut mane that once ran down her back and now barely caressed her shoulder. She loved it though, it signaled a new beginning for her—a new her as a whole being. Although she was terrified about being in such a new place and hated the distance knowing what she left behind she loved the thrill of a new location, meeting new people, being in a new place in its entirety. The best part of the move was because the move took place during the summer, hopefully she'd make new friends before the new school year began. Casey sighed, a smile forming on her lips. She was tired of sitting around watching others ride her wave, standing from the collection she headed towards the local surf shop digging into her shorts for the money her mother kindly gave her. A new Casey also meant a new board.
Her eyes glanced around the shack bouncing off the collection of surfboards. Her fingers danced around the smooth feel of the white and orange colored board. She felt like such a nerd, being enthralled by something as minimal as a surfboard but she couldn't help herself. She had to feel a connection with the board; it would after all be her partner in crime, hopefully, forever. It would be her release, her other half while she soared away her troubles and flew into her private oasis. Surfing brought such joy out of her but only with the perfect board. Glancing around once more Casey's eyes sparkled with life as her orbs landed on the perfect board, the one she'd been looking for. Splattered in white with black thunderbolts set in it stood out from all other boards. It wasn't flashy or colorful, it was simply and it was officially hers. Casey quickly grabbed the board and was so taken away she failed to notice oncoming figure until she crashed into him. Her body flew back until she landed squarely on her butt.
"I'm sorry," She heard a baritone apologize then parted her eyelids slowly standing, gripping the helping hand the figure held out.
"It's okay, I should have been looking at where I was going," Casey apologized also then swept her hair to the side giving her a clear view of the stranger. One word summed him up entirely gorgeous. With blond hair and brown highlights streaming through his hair, his moderately tanned skin and the cutest pair of lips she'd ever set her eyes on she deemed him trouble head on. "I'm Casey," She introduced herself still wanting to be polite, she stuck her right hand out for a handshake.
"Bradin." A smile brewed on her lips as she nodded in reply and reached downward for her surfboard.
"Well Bradin, sucks we had to meet at such a collision but it was nice meeting you." Casey flashed him a full smile before heading to pay for her surfboard. Casey made note to stay clear away from Bradin, it was nothing personal but the last thing she needed was temptation in her life. Such a partition from her boyfriend was hard enough, she didn't need a new guy intruding and making the situation worse. Glancing down on the ring set on her engagement finger she sighed deeply but held the determination to pull through, she couldn't just release such a love.