Sorry this took so long! I have been busy, plus i lost WiFi for a few days. But I'm back! And Emma's story continues...

Chapter 6 - Emma POV

"Emma, rise and shine!" Aunt Lily called from the kitchen. I groggily turned over and looked at my phone. 8:15. Reluctantly, I got out of bed. I'm not really a morning person, but Lily promised to take me sightseeing today, so I quickly hauled ass to the bathroom.

Great. My hair was a frizzy mess, and, unfortunately, my flat iron wasn't cooperating, so it took longer than usual to get ready. I decided to start with my face, then work my way to my hair. I put on minimal makeup (just eyeliner with some lip gloss) and put my hair in a bun.

By 8:50 I was dressed and in the kitchen eating breakfast. Lily made waffles, bacon, and eggs. I was eating when Lily's phone rang. I couldn't make out what she was saying, but from her facial expressions, I could tell she was happy at first, but then seemed somewhat disappointed.

She sighed, hanging up the phone. "Unfortunately, I can't show you around today."

I stopped eating to look at her. "What?!"

"I'm sorry Emma. My job called me in, saying there's someone who wants to buy my artwork, and is willing to pay a lot."

I lowered my head. How could I be mad at her? I knew how much this job meant to her. "It's okay." I conceded.

She gave me a one arm hug. "I promise I'll make it up to you." I only nodded, finishing my food. "I know a great place you can go to, I know you're a big foodie."

"Where?"

"It's beside a beach, a nice little restaurant. It serves food outside; you'll love it."

Unfortunately, I wasn't loving it at all. I'm not really about showing skin, especially when a lot of people are around, so I wore a tank top with a long-sleeved blue button up over it, and decided to pair it with the 'magical pants' that bonded me with my best friends. Not to mention the wind was blowing a bit too strongly today.

I had to admit, the food was really good, but without my friends here, I felt so out of place. After eating, I decided to take a stroll on the beach. I mostly saw couples all loved up, most of the girls wearing bikinis; it made me a bit uncomfortable.

I stopped when I saw a motorcycle in the distance, and it seemed to be moving. Baffled, I squinted my eyes to find the source. I soon realized that someone was behind it, not doubt trying to fix it. I couldn't see his face, but only his muscles gleaming in the sunlight. I suddenly shivered, but I wasn't sure if it was because of the wind or the man by the motorcycle.

I tried to get a better look at him without coming across as being creepy. It was cut short when I was knocked on the head with a volleyball. I tumbled back, trying to catch myself, but instead tripped on a rock and went flailing into the ocean.

I started screaming, since I couldn't swim, and saw myself drifting further and further away from shore. Just when almost all hope was lost, the guy fixing his motorcycle came swimming towards me.

He lifted me up by the waist just as I felt myself about to drown. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm f-fine." I managed to say.

"Hold onto me." he ordered as he dragged me to shore. I complied quickly, still coughing from the amount of ocean water I swallowed.

We finally reached the sand, and I let go, still violently coughing.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked again. This time, I turned to look at him. I mean, really look at him. He was gorgeous, with jet black hair, a chiseled jawline, warm, brown eyes, and very toned abs. I was so distracted by his physical appearance that I couldn't even answer him.

He blinked at me and waved his hand in front of my face. "Hello?"

I finally snapped out of my trance. "Yes, yes, I'm fine."

He chuckled lowly to himself, which gave me the chills. The good kind. "C'mon, I'll get you some dry clothes."

He led me by the arm into a store, where he voluntarily gave me money to buy new clothes. This didn't sit well with me, and my stomach was churning with guilt. "You really don't have to."

"It's no problem. Perks of having a rich dad." he told me. I tried to shoot him a smile for his generosity.

After I came out in a new blouse, flip flops, and a pair of capris, I found him in front of the store with his bike, my wet clothes in his hand.

"You sure you didn't want to buy a dress, or shorts?" he asked me, handing me my clothes. "It's kind of humid."

"No no." I answered quickly, taking them from him. "I'm fine." By this time, I had let my hair loose, falling below my shoulders. He looked me up and down, almost as if he was checking me out. I held my head down, not knowing what to do. This has never happened to me before.

"So," his voice brought me out of my thoughts. "Based on your accent, I can tell you're not from here. I'm Jax Novoa, by the way." he outstretched his hand, and I politely took it. I tried my hardest to ignore the tingling sensation I felt.

"Emma, Emma Alonso. I'm from America, obviously." I saw his eyes slightly widen hearing this, but it happened so fast I'm not sure if my mind was playing tricks on me or not.

"Emma Alonso," he repeated, smiling, "a beautiful name for a beautiful girl." There was no hiding my flushed cheeks when he said that.

"Um, thanks. You're name's nice too." Really Emma, that's all you could come up with?

"Thanks." he said, still smiling at me. He didn't seem too upset with my response. "So, what brings you to Australia?"

"I'm just visiting my godmother; she has a job out here. I live with my mom and dad back in Florida."

Just then, one of the pipes on the motorcycle started to leak. He quickly grabbed one of his cloths to stop it, but it wasn't enough. "Could you hold this while I go get another one?" Before I could answer, the greasy cloth was in my hands while he ran into a nearby shop to find more of them.

I absolutely hated grease; that's why I get my dad to change the oil in my car. Everything about the substance freaks me out.

Thankfully, he was back in a matter of seconds, and took it back from me. I desperately tried to remove the grease from my hands.

"Here." he gave me some hand sanitizer. "This should help." I quickly grabbed it, pumped twice, and rubbed it vigorously between my fingers. I noticed he was watching me with an amused look on his face.

I sighed. "I don't like grease, like at all. It feels weird and sticky to me."

"That's because it is weird and sticky." he inquired.

I glared at him. "It just freaks me out okay!"

"Okay, no judgement. So, I guess that means you don't eat fried foods."

My lips turned up the slightest. "You guessed correctly."

He nodded, still looking at me. "Um…" I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. "I should probably get going. Thank you, though, for the money, and saving my life."

"The pleasure is all mine." he said with a wink. Oh god, I thought, as I felt my heartbeat through my ears. That's when I knew I had to leave before I melt right in front of him.

"Wait!" he said right as I turned to leave. "How do you feel about parties?" He positioned himself directly in front of me.

"I, uh, haven't really been to many." I stammered, my heart beating double time.

He combed one hand through his hair. "They're having one at the beach tonight, I was wondering if maybe, you wanted to go with me." Even though my stomach fluttered at the thought of spending more time with him, my mind was in hysterics, basically telling me that this interaction alone was enough.

"I'm sorry, I can't." I said before practically bolting for Lily's house. I knew the longer I stayed there, the more inclined I would've been to say yes.

But how could I trust him? I barely know anything about him! Other than the fact he saved my life, rides a motorcycle, and is gorgeous….

I shook my head, dispersing the random thoughts popping into it. If I listened, I might've just turned back around and told him yes.

And that alone scared the crap out of me.

A/N: Finally! The start of #JEMMA *exhales* I sincerely hope you guys enjoyed it. I rewrote this about 3 times and I'm still still not sure if I nailed it. In the movie, Lena falls into the river while watching Kostas on his boat.

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Next chapter is Mia's story!

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