Tidal Wave

Summary: Angel has a tough life. It gets tougher when he moves to Sunnydale and falls for Buffy a local surfer. The problem is her boyfriend, the Sunnydale surfing hero.

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By: CherryTwister

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After Angel filled out his application he left North Shore Surf Shop. He didn't really want to leave Buffy, but she was getting busy and he didn't want to annoy her. That was the last thing he need to do was to annoy Buffy, he had a really good feeling about her. She had told him to come back tomorrow to see if he had gotten the job.

Angel snapped out of his thoughts once he heard waves crashing. He turned to see the beautiful dark blue waves hit the beach. He headed towards the beach and his eyes never left the water. Not many people were at the beach and he only saw a couple of surfers. When he got to the beach he took off his shoes and felt the sand between his toes. It had been a long time since Angel had been to the beach and saw the ocean. He walked out to the water and felt the cold ocean rush over his feet. He held back to urge to plow into the water.

Then Angel backed up and sat down in the sand. He pulled his knees to his chest and kept his eyes glued on the waves. He watched the waves curl and crash with explosions of white foam. As he stared at the ocean memories of his mother fled back into his mind. He wished she were there with him; she would have loved the waves. She was the one that taught him how to surf. It hurt Angel to think he would never see his mother again. He watched a surfer catch an awesome wave and wished he could have been out there; it was a great day to surf.

"Yo," He heard someone say from behind him. He turned his head slightly to see three guys walking up to him. One had platinum blond hair and was carrying a short board under his arm. Another one had dark hair and had a long board. The last one had red hair and also had a short board.

"Just visiting?" The dark hair guy asked curiously realizing he didn't know who Angel was.

"I'll be in town for a while." He shrugged; he wasn't sure how long a 'while' would be. With Connor, his father a 'while' could be five months to three weeks.

"You surf?" The red head asked and Angel wondered why they were asking him so many questions.

"Yea, but I don't have a board." Angel groaned, a board, the one thing keeping him from catching an awesome wave.

"Dude, that sucks." The dark hair guy said with sympathy. Then the guys all looked at each other, and after a second the blond nodded his head. Angel wondered what they were doing, but didn't say anything.

"I'm Spike and these losers are Xander and Oz." The blond joked.

"Welcome to Sunny Hell." Xander told him and Angel grinned. He hung out with Spike and his new crew for a while. They talked for a while and he watched them caught some awesome air. When Spike, Oz, and Xander got back to the beach two expensive trucks pulled up to the beach each with two boards in the back for each truck.

"Well, look whose here." Spike said coming up next to Angel as he kept his eyes on the trucks. Spike had a grin on, but he didn't look too happy to see the guys in the truck. Two guys got out of one of the trucks and a few minutes later one got out of a red truck.

"Who are they?" Angel asked, though it was obvious that they were locals by the way they looked like they owned the beach.

"That guy's Riley Finn," Oz said pointing to the guy with dark blond hair that had gotten out of the red truck.

"Local surf hero." Spike spit out in disgust. "The guy wins every competition on the west coast. His dads a big time surfer too."

"Him and his friends, Graham and Forrest think they own the waves." Oz added and scowled.

"I wouldn't be surprised if they did, Riley's dad owns Sunnydale." Xander sighed in disgusted.

"He doesn't own Sunnydale, just most of it." Oz said and Xander rolled his eyes. Angel watched the two other guys; Graham and Forrest walk out to the ocean. They were going where the best waves were on the opposite of where Oz, Spike, and Xander were surfing. He had wondered why they hadn't gone over there, but he didn't want to ask before.

"Why don't you surf over there it looks rippin'." He gestured towards where the two guys were surfing. Angel never understood why anyone would think the waves belonged to them. The waves were meant to be enjoyed by all kinds of surfers, at least that's what he had been taught. Though Angel never liked competitions either, he surfed from the heart.

"Are you kidding? I treasure my stick too much to see in pieces." Xander exclaimed and pulled his board close to him.

"Besides surfing against them is like a life and death situation, they don't take kindle to other surfer taking their waves." Oz warned. Just then Angel saw Buffy get out of Riley's truck. He watched her get her board out of the back. She was wearing a pink bikini and her blond hair fell down her shoulders, he gasped at how beautiful she looked. Then he felt his heartbreak into a million pieces as he watched Riley wrap his arms around Buffy and gave her a kiss. Angel sighed knowing a girl like her without a boyfriend was to good to be true.

"Buffy.." Angel whispered and stared at the couple as they walked out to the beach.

"Yea, definitely a looker, figures the surfing hero would get the hottes girl in town. Plus she's one of the very few girl surfers in Sunnydale too." Spike mumbled looking at Buffy. Angel wondered if he should go and say hi to her. He was about to when he saw her turn her head towards him. Then their eyes meet for a second and then Buffy gave him a disgusted look and turned back to her boyfriend. After that Angel was shocked for a second by the way she looked at him. All a sudden he got really pissed off. What the hell was that girl's problem, he though angrily. Afterwards Angel stood up and brushed the sand off his legs. He decided he had had enough; he didn't want to watch the girl of his dream surf with her boyfriend.

"See you guys later." Angel said and started back to the motel.

"Later man." Spike shouted to him.

"Bye," He heard Xander and Oz call to him.

Angel slowly made his way back to the motel. He tried not to think about Buffy, but his thoughts kept drifting back to the blond. Finally he made it to the motel and walked over to room eight. He past Connor's pickup truck and saw that the room's door was open. He walked in and a blur pushed him against the wall. Before he knew it his father had pinned him against the wall.

"Where have you been boy?" Connor hissed and Angel could smell alcohol on him.

"Getting a job." He said keeping eye contact with Connor. He knew he shouldn't be scared of him. Though it didn't matter how much he tells him self and the fact he is big then his father, his old man still scares him shit less. Whenever his father threatens him thoughts of beatings he had been given come back to hunt him. He had lived with his father since he was ten, even though he hadn't got a beating in a while it had been really bad when he was a kid. Connor never gets violence now unless he is drunk.

"A job. Good, good." Connor slurred and let go of Angel's shoulders. Once his father let go Angel sighed deeply and walked over to his bed. He dropped into the bed and the springs groan as he did. Then Angel drifted to sleep.

Angel woke up hearing some noise outside. He looked over at the digital clock, which had the numbers 2:15 displayed on it. He groaned and turned on his side. Once he did so he could see his father. Connor had fallen asleep sitting up on his bed with his head slumped to the side and a beer in his right hand. Angel let out another groan and flipped over so that he looked up at the ceiling. Just one more year, he thought. One more year of this torture and he would never have to see Connor again. Angel decided once he was eighteen that would be it for him moving from town to town with his father. He didn't have much money; Connor never let him have any. Though he knew he could find a job somewhere and a place to stay. Angel knew he could take care of himself, hell he had been practically living on his own since his mother died when he was ten. He smiled at the thought of no more beatings from Connor, no more moving, and no rude remarks. Once again Angel fell fast asleep, but this time with happy thoughts of finally getting away.

=======Next Day=======

Angel made his way North Shore Surf Shop. He wasn't really looking forward to seeing Buffy. Knowing she could never be his. Though he didn't want to hang out in room eight, Connor was still asleep and he wasn't about to wake him up. He knew his father was going to have a major hang over and he didn't want to be in the middle of it.

Angel walked into North Shore Surf Shop and saw Buffy at her post behind the cash register. She was looking down reading a magazine. He walked over to her and stood there in silences as he studied her. He looked at the few pieces of hair that covered her face as her head was tilted down and her lips move as she read. Then she finally realized he was hovering over her and she looked up for a second. She looked embarrassed, until she realized it was Angel. Buffy gave him an uneasy look and went back to her reading her magazine.

"You got the job. You start tomorrow, be here by ten." She said not looking up from her magazine. Angel didn't understand why she was ignoring him; he hadn't done anything to her. He sighed and decided he wanted to know why she was acting his way to him, she wasn't like this the first time they meet.

"Listen, Buffy we got to talk." Angel said and took the magazine away from her. Then Buffy lifted her glaze to meet his.

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