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Author's Notes: Okay ya'll here goes the next chapter, sorry bout my other story I haven't updated in ages, but I'm out of ideas, so here goes the next chapter to this, and to let you know, I got it planned out to about 10-11 chapters lol…maybe it'll be less but lets see….okay here's the story

Not Meant To Be

The next morning the bright sun flowed through my window, and right into my eyes, waking me up instantly, today was the day. The show was today and I was supposed to go out with Katrin to the beach and show her my surfing, but I didn't want to. I knew I needed to dump Katrin and get this over with, it wasn't meant to be, if it was, it would have been a long time ago.

I got down to the studio and she was on the runway, after finishing up she came down and threw her arms around me. "Bradin, hey baby" she kissed me on the lips and laughed, then grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. "Gosh it feels so good out here, let me go change and we'll go surfing" I didn't even get one word in.

She came back about 10 minutes later in her red and pink bikini and her hair up tied with a maroon, gold, and white ribbon. "You look great Katrin" she smiled, "Thanks" she did look great, but I needed to get my mind back on things and tell her the truth. "Katrin…I need to tell you something" she stopped and turned and looked at me, seeming worried. "What's wrong Bray" I sat down into the sand on a towel and she sat down beside me, "Katrin…Corinne, you're a sweet girl, but we're 2 very different worlds, and this isn't going to work, I think it's better if we're just friends for now, and something more much, much later on, if ever, I'm sorry" she frowned but forced a smile quickly afterwards, "Okay…ye…yeah" she turned around and ran, to hide the tears I knew were about to fall from her eyes.

I sighed, picked up my surfboard, and ran into the water to catch a few waves before it was time to go to the show for tonight, and that was something I didn't want to do, I couldn't handle seeing Corinne again. It started raining and I knew the waves would get bad, but right now it felt good, I needed this so I kept surfing. After a huge wave came, I thought I could make it, but I slipped and fell off my board, and plunged under into the cold ocean, just perfectly also into the shallow part. Pain shot through my body as my arm scraped the sharp coral and rocks underneath.

I dragged myself out and saw Jay standing on the shore. "What the hell is wrong with you, you know never to go surfing alone in this weather" he yelled on top of his lungs, I didn't listen, I held my arms from the pain that was burning in it and as soon as I moved it away and looked at my hand, it was red, covered with blood. "Oh my god Bradin, let's get you home and get you cleaned up" he grabbed my arms and dragged me practically, into the kitchen. Susannah came into the room. "Oh my, what happened to you Bradin, surfing accident" I nodded then rolled my eyes. "Here let me help, go away Jay as if you know how to handle injuries like this" she laughed and went into the bathroom, came back with a bandage, a few gauzes and some antibiotic cream and alcohol. She poured some alcohol onto a gauze, and ran it over the cut; I winced at the burning that quickly ran through my arm. "Bradin honey, you have to be careful, you can't just go off and surf in a storm with no supervision" I nodded, I'd heard this more then once and I knew it was coming, the moment I decided to get on the board.

She put some cream onto two of the gauzes and covered the cut that ran all the way from my elbow to halfway around my whole arm. Then she ripped off some of the bandage and wrapped it around, ripping it and tying to secure it. I bent my arm a little, up and down to make sure it wouldn't come off and then got up. "Thanks Susannah, oh and please, don't tell Ava, she'll…kill me" I gulped, Susannah laughed, "Okay Bradin, but be more careful please…" just as I thought I was clear of it she stopped me, "Oh, you coming to see Katrin in our show tonight, you two have gotten really close lately" I shook my head. "I don't think I'll be coming to see Katrin, I'll come to see your designs because I know it means a lot to Ava and you too, and I'm really happy, but me and Katrin never were, and never will be anything" I had started getting a little pissed, so I turned around and left, without another word.

That night, hundreds of people piled into the studio and sat down into long rows, waiting for the show. Soon the lights went off and it started, spots came on and shone onto the entrance as each model came out. "Corinne Whitson, modeling for Ava Gregory, a newly discovered talent from Playa Linda" the crowd cheered and Katrin walked down the runway, posed and then turned around and went back into the room. The designs Ava and Susannah made were amazing, and Katrin looked beautiful. After the show I decided to go talk to her, I could tell she was still hurting and was still sad from what I had said earlier. I knocked on the door that had her name on it. "Go away" I heard from inside the room.

I opened the door and walked in, Katrin lay on her bed, curled up in a ball, crying. "Katrin, what's wrong" she shook her head. "Corinne, please tell me it's not my fault, I hate to see you cry" she turned around. Her beautiful face was smeared with black and blue makeup, and it was totally red from crying. "Corinne, what happened" she sat up. "Why should you care" I hugged her, and she seemed taken by surprise and hugged me back. "Just leave me alone okay" I grabbed her arm as she was about to get up and her dress came down to her waist, uncovering her arms. Her arms all the way up to her shoulders were covered in cuts. "Oh my god…" she pulled it back up and zipped it, "DON'T, just don't Bradin…" she was about to run to the door but dropped to her knees.

"Katrin, sweetie, tell me what's wrong, what happened, what did you do?" So many questions, maybe I shouldn't have bombarded her. "I'm fine, now…just lots of stuff has been happening, but I'm moving now, and the studio is moving too, but Bradin, you promise not to tell anyone…" I nodded wiping the tears from her face. "My parents were divorced, and I was having problems with school, they were nagging me here at work about how I took care of my skin, body, whatever it was, they wanted me to change it, and so I worked harder, I practiced, cheerleading became harder, and now…" she took in a deep breath. "And now my mom told me, that my dad…who lives in New York, was in a car accident, and….he was killed" she broke down and fell into my arms, tears poured down her face. "I know how you feel" she pulled away and yelled, "No you don't, NO ONE DOES" I grabbed her arm, "You don't think anyone understands, no one listens, no one cares, all you get is sympathy that doesn't mean anything" her eyes grew wide, "How did you know" I sighed trying to hide me tears. "Katrin, my parents were killed, in a flood, when I was 13" she wiped away her tears and stared at my face. "Oh my god Bradin, I didn't know, wow, I guess you do know how I feel" she leaned over and kissed my cheek, licking away the tears that ran down my face. "I'm sorry" I nodded, "Its okay, but Katrin, you have to stop, you're beautiful, and you'll ruin your beautiful body and skin, and you'll hurt yourself" she smiled.

We both heard and knock and the door swung open. Corinne was laying in my lap on the bed and I had my hands tangled in her hair, try to explain to Ava now that there's nothing going on between us. "Oh, sorry, did I interrupt" she sat up and smiled, "No, not at all we were…uhh…just talking" Ava came in with Susannah and Michael close behind, "Katrin we got an AMAZING dress for you to wear" Ava handed Katrin a long red dress, it was lifted on one size, all wavy at the bottom and where it was lifted had a flower. The top was strapless and I almost drooled imagining Katrin in it. "Wow, that's so beautiful" she screamed and grabbed the dress. They took her into the back, she changed and came out, she looked even better then I thought, "AHH!" she stood in front of the mirror and screamed, "Oh my god, I'm so fat" we all glared at her, "What are you talking about" Ava said as she ran her hands down Katrin's sides. "You're beautiful Katrin, be quite please" I told her walking up to her and putting my arms around her neck. "I need…to lose weight" her mouth still stood wide open. Everyone rolled their eyes, "Katrin, don't do that please…you're amazing" she finally nodded, but didn't take her eyes off of the mirror.

Once everyone had left the room, I stood beside her, she hadn't left the mirror, but stared at herself and didn't take off the dress. "Corinne, you're beautiful" she turned around, grabbed my head pulled it towards her and touched her lips to mine. Instead of pulling away I kissed her back. She pushed herself up and deepened the kiss, sending me against a nearby wall; I no longer had control of my legs. I picked her up, her legs wrapped around me, and I carried her and dropped her onto the bed, lying on top of her. She grabbed for the top button on my shirt, and there I drew the line. "Katrin, I have to go" I got up and left, closing the door behind me. She just sat there and stared. I was still standing there, breathing heavily, trying to regain control of what had just happened, and still in a part of me wishing I didn't move away and continued kissing her, because her lips on mine was the most amazing thing I had ever felt, and no one could tell me it wasn't right, but I knew the truth, especially now since she was moving a 10 minute ride from me, we would be going home the next day and the studio would get moved and set up at a nearby warehouse, things were perfect, yet not, I didn't know what to make of the situation.

I walked into my room and began packing my stuff, when Nikki came in. She came right up to me unbuttoned my shirt and then re buttoned it. "I see Katrin has been messing with your buttons, because you didn't do it right" I rolled my eyes, and Nikki giggled, "Just admit it Bradin, you still love her, so as soon as you admit it to yourself the sooner you can admit it to her and the sooner you two can get together and give us all a break. I took off my shirt, grabbed my board and went outside. Surfing was my escape, and right now I needed an escape, a place to gather my thoughts, and think about what I want.