There's No Place Like Home
By MeLovesDavid A.K.A Camrie
Summary: About Bradin, whose heart is broken, and he runs away back to Kansas. And of course it has the others.
A/N: This is my first Summerland fanfic so please go easy on me. Read & Review! This is like during season two, but some things are different.
FYI, I don't lose any sleep if you guys give me a bad review (usually) so feel free to give me any constructive criticism.
Also, after reading some of your guy's reviews, I've decided to go back and try to make it less "choppy" or whatever. Hope you enjoy, and don't forget to review! There may be some grammar and spelling corrections also, as I'm using a different word processing (wow, I sound like my teacher! Aghh!) program now. I lost the one I'm using now when my computer crashed a while ago, so…
Disclaimer: I do not own Summerland or about anything I mention in here so please don't sue me. (If you did, you wouldn't get much) I also don't own Oak Ridge Boys' song, "Bad Case of Missing You".
Chapter 1 – Bad Case of Missing You
"Well, the forecast looks sunny today here in Playa Lin-" A radio announcer said one sunny Saturday morning, until he was cut off by a snooze button being pushed - or smacked - on an alarm clock. Five minutes later, the same radio station came back on, only this time it was a song. The song "Bad Case of Missing You" was it, "Lonely; Come hold me: Show me that you're lonely too. Oh, baby, I got a bad case of missin' you." Once again, the song was cut off by an angry and sad teenager. Bradin Westerly threw the alarm clock as hard as he possibly could against the wall, not caring at all if he woke any one up. Not that anyone was still asleep; it was almost eleven 'o clock in the morning, but he didn't know that.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Johnny and Ava exchanged confused glances. Nikki and Derrick sat on the couch, fighting over the TV controller, but they momentarily paused when they heard a loud bang against the wall. Johnny looked at Ava and said, "What's his problem?" Ava just gave a worried shrug.
Jay walked into the beach house, brushed pass Johnny and Ava, stuffed his mouth with potato chips, and said with a thick Australian accent, "Problems with Callie, probably."
"What do you mean 'problems'?" Ava asked questioningly.
Jay crunched on another chip then said, "She was out with some guy last night, maybe he saw them."
"Who saw who?" Susannah wondered aloud as she hurried down the stairs.
"Bradin. Callie & some other guy," Johnny said shortly.
"Oh. Ouch!" Susannah sympathized with the teen. The three other adults silently agreed.
Back in his room, Bradin lay on his bed making almost no movement. Part of him was waiting for someone to come and drag him out of bed, but the other part just wanted to lay there forever. Callie wasn't with him, and he was miserable.
A/N: I'm sorry, I love Callie, but I had to. :( lol Yes, I know this is short, the others will be longer. :)
Tell me what you thought, and tell me if I should continue (I would anyway, lol) and go easy on me!
Camrie
