"Shhh… Amber, you're gonna wake him up…"
"Sorry, I can't help it. It's funny…. Ah… which song should it be?"
"Hm… something… very… metal."
The two girls snickered softly.
"Nikki, you're so evil…"
"I know…"
"You got the camera ready?"
"Yeah. Music?"
"We're a go,"
"Okay… and…"
Cameron smiled and stirred slightly as the conversation in the background slowly registered in his mind… or so he thought. "Nikki," he mumbled before turning over onto his side, pulling the covers closer to his body.
Nikki and Amber froze in their steps as they heard Cameron's voice. They stood quietly and waited a few minutes before letting out a relieved sigh. He was still asleep.
"Well, well, well…" Amber whispered. "Looks like someone still has loverboy wrapped around her finger."
Nikki swatted her playfully, a smile gracing her features. "Ready?"
Amber looked at her, a smirk on her face. "What do you think?"
Nikki grinned. "Okay.. and three.. two.. one.. action."
Cameron smiled as images of Nikki continued to flash through his mind. Suddenly the music of Motley Crue loudly filled his ears, causing him to scream and roll off his bed. He clutched his head, frantically trying to stop the music as he stood up. He finally found the source of the music and threw the headphones down on the ground, the music replaced with the laughter of two blonde teenage girls in front of him.
He turned towards them and noticed Nikki, with a video camera in one hand, clutching her stomach. Amber had lost all dignity and was rolling on the floor laughing.
He glared at the two girls. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!"
Amber and Nikki looked at him and stopped laughing when they noticed he was clad only in a pair of boxers.
Oh my God!!!!!! Okay Nikki. Don't lose focus. Don't look at his abs. DON'T look at his abs. "Oh didn't I tell you?" Nikki voiced, smiling innocently at Cameron, keeping her gaze on his face.
"Tell me what?!"
"Me and Amber are going shopping while you take Derrick out," Nikki replied, stifling another bout of laughter at Cameron's expression. Amber stood off to the side, her lips pressed tightly together to suppress her laughter.
"WHAT?!"
"Morning, Cam," Nikki smirked, turning around to head out the room, slowly letting out a deep breath. OH MY GOD!
"By the way Cam," Amber said on her way out. "You might want to get dressed. There are some… ravenous girls about," she said, pointing. Cameron looked down, blushed, and immediately grabbed a pillow to hide himself.
Amber grinned and closed the door as she left. She took a look at Nikki, who looked back, and both burst out laughing again.
"Oh… my goodness…" Amber said between breaths. "That… was… classic!"
Nikki agreed, letting out another giggle. "I know. Did you see his face?"
"Did you see his bod?'
Nikki sighed wistfully. "We have definitely got to watch that later."
"Watch what, girls?" a sudden voice behind them said.
Amber and Nikki turned to find Melanie standing in front of them, wearing a pink camisole and black cheerleading shorts. She stood with her arms crossed, scowling at the two of them.
Amber smirked. "Oh nothing. Just a certain loverboy kind enough to model for us in his boxers."
Nikki bit her lip, her eyes twinkling with amusement when Melanie's jaw dropped. "We'll see you later, Mel," she said, brushing past the shocked blonde.
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"God, I hate women sometimes," Cameron muttered, shaking his head and rummaging through his duffle bag full of clothes. Picking out a red t-shirt and faded blue jeans, Cameron was about to change when his door suddenly opened. He turned around and noticed Melanie stunned, her jaw slightly open.
"Um… yeah?" Cameron asked, bewildered by her behavior.
"They were telling the truth!" Melanie exclaimed, putting her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowing.
"Uh… Mel… what are you talking about?" Cameron asked, confused and a little worried that his girlfriend had lost her mind.
"Nikki and that other blonde girl!!" Melanie yelled. "How could you model for them in your BOXERS, Cameron?!?!?!?!" she ranted.
"What?!" Cameron exclaimed, his eyes growing wide at her accusation.
"You heard me!!" Melanie shouted. "What? I'm not attractive enough for you? Is that why you feel the need to show off your body to other girls?!?!"
Cameron took a deep breath to calm down his increasing aggravation, and looked Melanie in the eye. "Mel," he said calmly. "I didn't model in my boxers for them."
Melanie callously laughed. "Oh? So now you're going to lie?"
Cameron burrowed his eyebrows, his blue eyes starting to frost over. "I'm not lying, Mel. Those two girls gave me a very unexpected and cruel wake-up call this morning, which has given me a headache, and I would appreciate if my girlfriend would stop screaming at me first thing in the morning over something I didn't do."
"Then why the hell do they have a video of you in your boxers Cameron?" Melanie questioned, her eyebrows raised.
"Because they video-taped me rolling out of bed screaming because Motley Crue music was blasting in my ears!!!" Cameron shouted.
Melanie stopped her next words and stared wide-eyed, taken aback by his sudden outburst.
Cameron noticed her expression and immediately took deep breaths to calm down. "Look," he said after a few moments of silence. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, but I've had enough to deal with this morning. I don't need this right now." He turned around and went back to his clothes, picking them up. "Apparently I'm hanging out with Derrick today. You'll have find something else to do in the mean time instead of hanging out with me."
Melanie's jaw fell open again. "But Cameron! What the hell am I supposed to do?! I don't even know my away around this town!"
"I don't know, Mel." He replied, exasperated. "You're a smart girl. Figure something out. Perhaps go to the beach," he replied, turning around and walking up to her. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get dressed, and Miss Ava wouldn't approve of you being in here while I did that." He pointed to the door.
Melanie clenched her jaw, narrowed her eyes, and then turned and walked out the room.
Cameron gave a sigh, massaged his temples for a moment, and then turned his attention back to his clothes.
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Blonde hair moved gently with the wind accompanied by the sound of feet against the pavement as two girls made their way to their favorite smoothie place. The air was filled with their loud laughter as they watched the "special" video and those who passed them narrowed their eyes in suspicion. Amber noticed this out of the corner of her eye and immediately stifled her giggles.
Nikki sighed wistfully. "Who knew lanky Cameron could turn into such a hunk," she said as soon as her laughing fit subsided. She shook her head lightly, trying to erase the wonderful image of Cameron half-naked from her mind.
"I feel you," Amber said, shaking her head as well. "I always thought he was good looking but wow!" She licked her lips and gave a little sigh. She glanced sideways at Nikki, and sly smile appearing on her face. "So Nik," she said lightly, her hazel eyes twinkling mischievously. "How exactly are you planning on stealing Cam away from his devious witch?"
Nikki shrugged. "Uh… well you know I … wait what?" Nikki asked, finally catching up to the question. She looked at Amber confused. "Why would I steal Cameron away from Melanie?"
Amber laughed. "Nikki, you know as well as I do that you still love Cameron." She pursed her lips together, her eyes still twinkling. "I have to hand it to you though. That's a great idea having Cameron stay with you. Means he'll get a taste of what he's been missing."
Nikki rolled her eyes. "Amber you have one wild imagination. I didn't invite Cameron to stay over. That was all Aunt Ava's idea."
Amber nodded. "That makes sense. After all, you'd never have the guts to get Cameron back." She laughed as she saw the look of indignation on Nikki's face. Seeing her lips move to retort, Amber cut her off. "Oh look Nik," she said pointing. "There's Tiki-Squeeze! Come on. I'm parched." She grabbed Nikki's hand and pulled her in the direction of the smoothie place.
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The waves crashed over and over creating a white foam that appeared at the edge of the water. Melanie sat a few yards away in the sand, knees pulled up to her chest, and watched the various surfers who enjoyed the constant motion of the ocean. She smiled appreciatively at the view of broad chests and shoulders bound tightly in wetsuits, water soaking them from head to toe. "Who knew a beach could be so entertaining?" Melanie thought with a grin as one of the surfers came out from the ocean. She glanced at him briefly before turning her attention to those riding the waves. I wonder how they do it. So lithe, yet so powerful. It's almost as if they're commanding the ocean with their surfboards. She watched as they did a series of hang tens and fins-free snaps. Amazing. I wonder how they do that.
A sudden cough brought Melanie out of her thoughts and she looked up to see a tall blonde surfer standing before her. "Hmm.. He looks familiar. Not to mention sexy in that soaked wet suit," she thought, grinning again. "Hey," she said, addressing the blond in front of her.
"Hey," he replied as he shook his head, water droplets falling from his blond strands. "It's Melanie right?"
Melanie narrowed her eyes slightly. "Yes it is. I don't recall actually telling you though. Who are you and what do you want?" she asked, raising her eyebrows expectantly.
He gave a laugh and smirked. "I can see how good you remember things. I wonder, can you remember whose house you're staying at?"
Melanie scowled. "Well, of course I can. I don't see how it's any of your-" Melanie stopped. She blushed and looked down, suddenly remembering him as Nikki's older brother. "I'm sorry," she said, embarrassed. "I thought you looked familiar, but I couldn't remember how. Is it Brandon?" she asked, looking up at him again.
Bradin laughed again. "Close. It's Bradin." He laughed again at the tinge of red that appeared on her cheeks. "Don't worry about it. No biggie. You mind if I sit?" he asked, pointing at a spot beside her.
Melanie smiled and shook her head. "No, go ahead."
Bradin grinned and took a seat next to Melanie. "So," he started, wiping the water running down his forehead. "What are you doing here? Where's Cameron at?"
At this Melanie frowned and snorted. "Oh, you mean my lovely boyfriend?" she said sarcastically. "He's gone off with your younger brother doing God knows what, and left me here by myself, in a town I know nothing about, with nothing better to do but stare at hot surfers out in the ocean."
"Hot surfers huh?" Bradin asked with a smirk. Melanie blushed again, and suddenly found the sand between her toes interesting. Bradin laughed at her antics and shook his head. "Sorry about that. Derrick loves Cameron and missed him like crazy. It's only natural that he'd want to spend time with him."
"It's alright," she said with a sigh. "I kind of expected this. I mean he did live here." She sighed again and began to draw her name in the sand.
Bradin watched as her wrists moved delicately with her movements. "She seems so graceful. And feisty too," he thought with a grin as he remembered how she was last night at the dinner. His eyes caught hers and then realized he had been staring at her for longer than what was necessary. He coughed lightly. "So what had you so deep in thought when I came over here?" he asked in an attempt to take the attention away from him.
Melanie smiled lightly and looked back out into the ocean. "This," she replied. "Just watching the surfers out there and they way the move out on a wave. It's extremely fascinating. I've always wondered how they were able to do it."
Bradin raised his eyebrows at her confession, slightly surprised. "Wait.. you like surfing?"
"I like the art of it. Being out on a wave, feeling as if you're the master of it. Like you're in complete control. And the precision and power when you're riding the wave. It's amazing and breathtaking."
Bradin's eyes widened, surprise evident on his face. "So… let me get this straight," he said, looking her up and down. "You've actually surfed?"
Melanie turned to him. "Who me?" she asked, a little stunned. "No, never. I'd love to learn though. I just don't have time."
Bradin grinned again as an idea popped into his head. "What do you mean you don't have time?"
"Well, I'm just always busy," Melanie said, flicking her hair back over her shoulder. "Cheerleading practice, schoolwork, chores at home. I don't really have time to do anything else. Plus it's like a two hour drive to the beach where I live. It wouldn't really work out."
"We have time now, don't we?" Bradin said, smirking. He stood up and brushed the sand off his hands and wetsuit.
Melanie looked up at him, taken aback. "Well, yeah, but-"
Bradin shook his head, cutting her off. "No buts." He offered his hand to her. "Come on."
"But I-"
"Do you want to learn or not?"
Melanie stared at him for a moment before a small smile crept on her face. She looked at the hand and took it, feeling a sudden jolt of electricity at the contact of skin, as he helped her to stand. Her smile grew bigger as Bradin led her to the water. Maybe staying a few more days won't be so bad after all.
A/N: Thank you guys so much for your patience. The wait is mainly due to the fact that I wanted a little bit more reviews. I want to at least get five before I update… and after 3 weeks, I still didn't quite get there. I got up to four though, and I figure that's enough for now. So here it is., Chapter 8 is already done. As soon as I get five reviews I'll post up. Thank you guys again so much. You're the best!!!
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And also, just to let everyone know, even though it may take me a while to update, don't worry. I'm still writing. I'm not giving up on this fic. I will see it through to the end.
