Well, here's Chapter 3. Hope you guys like it.
I disclaim...
The jaws of both Lilly Truscott and Miley Stewart stood agape at the sight in front of them. They were, simply, at a loss for words. Lucas' firm, shredded abdominals shone out like a bright light in pitch darkness. His defined pectorals were complimented by a set of broad, well-rounded shoulders. His arms resembled tree trunks, complete with deep indentations. To round of the ensemble were a set of forearms that had 'killer grip' written all over them.
"Dude! Nice Tat!" Oliver remarked, noticing a design that encompassed the underbelly of Lucas' right forearm
"Thanks," Lucas replied, showing of the newly-discovered mark "it's a family crest. My grandpa has it too. All us Bell males get them when we turn 13."
"Niiice." Oliver said as he traced his fingers around the tattoo. The symbol in question was that of a devil's skull with horns. The horns led further down Lucas' forearm and traced into a pinstriped crest somewhat resembling the early U.S. Flags. Beneath the crest was a spear-like point with a red tip.
"Thanks. Hey listen, this New Yorker's going to go ahead and enjoy some waves. I'll see you guys in there." Lucas said as he made his way down to the shore.
"Dude, wait up!" Oliver yelled, running after the chiseled Lucas.
Moments later, one of the girls had finally managed to speak.
"Okay, Miley, wow!" Lilly squealed
"I know." Miley replied, nodding her head in agreement
"Wait!" Lilly suddenly had a thought "You're forgetting about someone!"
"Who?"
"Duh! Jake! He's still in Romania, remember?"
"Oh, Lilly," Miley shook her head "I…haven't forgotten about Jake. I know, it's been a while since he left, but I promised myself I'd wait for him. Besides, Lucas is…just a friend."
"Ooh, Lilly likey. Well, Miley, if that's the way it's going to be, so be it. Lucas, wait up!" she yelled as she ran down to the shore.
She took her time processing it, but Miley just could not believe it. She had forgotten all about Jake! Given that it had been a month and a half since he left. However, Miley had made a silent vow to wait until he returned. Since he had left, however, Miley's life had been nothing less than tumultuous. Her schedule as Hannah Montana was more hectic than ever before. School didn't help much, either. And as of late she had missed many appointments with her friends, due to sheer exhaustion. To top it all off, Miley was far from sure if she still held feelings for Jake.
But out of the blue comes this stranger from across the country. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was definitely something about Lucas that touched her heart in just the right way. It was far beyond physical, though his shredded abs and fancy tattoo certainly helped. What the hell am I thinking? Miley thought, rubbing her hair with her hands. I've known this guy two fucking minutes and I'm falling for him? But what about Jake? And what about Lilly? She seems to really like him. But there's just…something about him!
"ARGH!" she groaned aloud.
"Hey, is everything alright?"
"Whoa!" Miley squealed, looking up from where she sat at a wet figure in blue board shorts "Oh, Lucas. You scared the crap out of me!"
"Oh, sorry about that. Hey, you coming in! The water's great.!"
"Uh, no thanks, I'll pass for today.' She shook her head
"Oh, Miley," Lucas said as he inched closer "come on! Please? For me?"
"Lucas, no, I'm to…" she trailed off when she realized that his hand was holding hers. Suddenly she had lost the ability to speak. She felt a tingling sensation course through her arm. No way! It's just the cold from the water. Yeah, that's all it is.
"Please?" Lucas pleaded, putting on his best puppy dog face
"Okay, fine!'
Miley couldn't help but be wooed.
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