A/N: Hey everyone! So I know that I haven't written in a while, but I decided to re-write this story a little, fix up what I didn't like and edit what was wrong. Hope you all like it! Cheers! Rose
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Summer Loving
Chapter One
Rachel had been swimming nicely in the water; she loved it so much that she was going to spend the whole summer immersed in the water. Her fathers' had decided to give into all her qualms and bought a beach house of their own to specifically cater for their only child for all of her summer vacations. They could never turn down their daughter when she wanted something like this. They've been indulging in everything she wanted ever since the moment she knew she had them wrapped around her little two year old fingers.
Suddenly a huge figure was headed straight for her, knocking the breath out of her, making her almost drowned. Luckily the figure had quick reflexes and had caught her just in time, so she had only taken in a little bit of water.
"You jerk!" she yelled at the stranger angrily.
'Whoa... Good looking jerk... Ommpphh' she thought.
She gawked at him like a cod fish, 'well hello there stranger'.
"I'm so sorry. I was just trying to catch the ball my friend had tossed to me so badly" pointing to a green football that was floating in the water a couple of metres away.
"Are you alright?" he asked her with concern, still holding onto her very tightly.
She struggled to get out of his grasped and he steadied her a little or she would have fallen into the water again.
"Y... y... yes I'm fine thank you, just watch out next time. Please! Even though I am a fantastic swimmer, having the wind knocked out of you beats the purpose of the swimming bit" she tried to stop herself from rambling on and on.
What was wrong with her? She sounded like a rambling fool.
"Sorry... I'll watch out next time" with that he walked away before giving her a wink and one of his famous smirks, and catapult the ball to his mate.
Yelling a curse at his friend as he did so, his mate just cracked up laughing and commented on how hot she was, and something about being chicken shit for not getting her number.
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Rachael sat under her umbrella tucked inside one of the books her best friend had sent her from New York City. She was getting to the good bits and was lost deep in the writings of her best friend's favourite author. She was never the reader, she was usually the one who was either reading the lyrics or the notes of a new song she wanted to learn.
But a lengthy handwritten letter (because apparently it was more 'personal' when it was hand written- was her best friend's idea because she would so definitely be getting on her laptop and sending her a lengthy email instead) from Leecia Palmer, had changed her mind on the entire 'reading' thing. So for the past week since she had received the letter, she had been buried deep inside it.
"Hello there miss, was wondering if you might want to come back to the land of the living for a change?" a tall handsome guy was smirking at her; just as if he was trying to contain a laugh. It was the same smiling eyes that had almost drowned her four days ago.
"Oh... ah..." she was confused for a second because she had been so engrossed in her book, that speaking to an actual person seem really weird to her. She composed herself, as he let out a little laugh that he had been suppressing.
"Hey, sorry lost in my book" she held her book up to him.
He read the title and said "Yeah I can see that, I've been watching you for the last three hours, and I swear you have NOT moved even the slightest from that position" he eyed her position lightly.
She felt embarrassed that he had been watching her all this time, a bit uncomfortable that he had been.
"You stalking me budding?" she said with an amused laughed.
"Yeah… well not at all" he said smirking.
Thinking in his head: 'Well I have been keeping an eye out for you for the past four days though. Cause O.M.G… You are stunning as the eye can see. I CANNOT believe you are engrossed in that book. You should be engrossed with me'.
HInstead he smiled at his thoughts.
"Well it's hard to not want to look at you. You are cute" he flirted with her, with a smirk.
He watched as her cheeks changed to a light pink, clearly showing that she was now very embarrass.
"Why ah... thank you, you're not so bad yourself" she flirted back with him and opening her bag so she could put her book away, and took out her long awaited drink, taking a sip at it, and placing it back in its original place.
He laughed at that and sat down next to her.
"So what brings you to the beach all on your own? Its summer break, shouldn't you been having a ball with all your mates?"