hmm...I don't really know where I'm going anymore with this story because Ihave veered completely from what i had originally intended. I think I like this better though
Disclaimer: I don't own Summerland or its characters
"Yeah, he's still passed out," came an annoyingly happy voice. There were birds chirping in the background which was infuriating considering how with each chirp his head felt that much closer to exploding.
Braden winced as he felt himself coming to. He felt like shit. His head ached, he felt dirty, and his stomach wasn't feeling so hot either. "Oh, Sienna, I think he's awake now."
"Braden?" Sienna's voice sounded like she was on the verge of cracking up.
He grunted and turned over in the bed he was lying in. All he wanted was to go back to sleep and to not wake up until the pain went away. He heard someone sigh and then felt an ice cold sensation hit his body. Sienna had poured a bucket of freezing water on top of his head. "WHAT THE HELL," he screamed while sitting bolt upright. He wasn't much of a morning person, especially when he had a hangover.
"Sorry, we just thought we should wash the shaving cream off…" laughed Vegas as she stared at him shivering still under the covers.
"The shaving cream? What are you talking about?" asked Braden still out of it.
"We were having a little fun while you were passed out," winked Sienna while trying hard to keep back a snicker.
"Huh?" questioned Braden who was in no mood to use his mind to figure out what the fuck she was talking about.
"We did the ol' 'put shaving cream on your hand and tickle your nose' trick." Vegas paused to let out a grin, "It was all over your face."
"Oh," replied Braden rubbing his eyes. Finally, he actually looked around the room that he was in, and it was not his own. It was actually much bigger and grander looking than his own room. It was completely white, except for certain golden accessories and furniture. Braden suddenly shook himself, Why wasn't he at home in his own room? "Where am I?"
Sienna raised her eyebrows and laughed at him before answering, "At Vegas's house, of course. Don't you remember last night?" she gave a quick glance at her friend "You were pretty wild."
His eyes grew wide as he realized what she just said. "So I never went home last night?"
"Don't worry, I had my dad call your Aunt Ava and say that you were spending the night." Vegas ran her hands through her long red hair.
"and my Aunt agreed with that?" Braden didn't think that sounded much like Ava.
"My father can be pretty persuasive." The way Vegas said this made him think that her father was one of those fat, rich, bald men that expect everyone to do what they want.
"So…" He paused; he needed to know something but he forgot what he was going to ask. Oh, now he remembered, "What time is it?"
"Ten after noon," replied Sienna while trying to push Braden out of the bed.
But she need not have tried, because the second Braden heard what time it was he shot up out of bed and, when realizing that he was naked, grabbed a sheet while shouting, "I'm going to be late for practice!" He was darting around the room trying to find his clothes, which was difficult while holding a sheet around your waist.
"Surfing practice I presume?" asked Sienna, unnerved by her glimpse of Braden in his birthday suit.
"Yes, and I've been late every day this week," said Braden exasperated.
"Were you sleeping off hangovers then too?"
"NO" shouted Braden. Sienna sure was gorgeous, but right now he was not in the mood for her taunting. "Ugh, and I don't even have my board or my suit with me!"
Vegas rolled her eyes and stated, "We have a suit that you could use. Do you like green, blue, orange or red?"
Braden looked relieved when he answered, "Thanks, Green."
"Yeah, yeah!" she said waving her arm at him as she left to go retrieve the suit.
"So…what do you think of Vegas?" asked Sienna while pulling on the curls in her hair.
Braden looked at her as he thought that he heard a bit of jealousy mixed in her tone, but when he saw her excitement, he knew he imagined it. She looked thrilled that he had hooked up with her best friend. "She's great," he replied while tightening his grip on the sheet that was covering him.
"Well then, it's settled. You should go out with her!" Sienna declared while walking towards the door.
"Come again?"
She kept on walking out of the room and Braden followed her as she said over her shoulder, "You like her, she likes you. You two have already hooked up and seen each other at your worst." She smiled at this last statement but then continued, "Plus, she's hot. So what's stopping you two from being together?"
"I kind of just wanted to decide for myself though….." Braden replied uneasily. He couldn't think of a reason not to be with Vegas but he was damned it he was going to prove Sienna right.
"Trust me, you decided last night in that pool, and then on the pool table," she bit her lip as she turned towards him and he almost ran into her, "Then, you decided one last and final time in that bed!" She raised her eyebrows at him with that mocking grin as she looked at him.
"I don't remember the pool table or the bedroom," Braden said while feeling his face growing red. Wow, Sienna sure was blunt.
"All the more reason to go out with Vegas, it'll create more memories," she smiled sweetly and gave him that demure look.
He sighed. The fact was, he did kind of want to be with Vegas now. Sienna had some great powers of persuasion. "I guess you're….right." He found it difficult to give Sienna the satisfaction of being right. "Vegas is great. I do want to be with her."
"Aha!" She flashed him an evil grin and her eyes glinted happily as she looked behind Braden, "Vegas, Braden fucked you and now he can't get enough. You want to go out with him?"
Braden was embarrassed by this but couldn't help laughing. Sienna was quite different than he had first thought she was. He had thought she was intimidating, innocent, and stuck up. Now though, he saw that she was sarcastic, blunt, and had a mouth dirtier than a Mexican taco stand.
Vegas was now looking him in the eye to make sure that Braden really did want to go out with her and it wasn't just Sienna being obnoxious. When she was satisfied that that was the truth she said, "Of course!" She walked up to Braden and gave him a hell of a kiss on the lips before shoving the wet suit playfully into his hands. "You're late, remember?"
"Oh, geez! You're right!" and with a distracted smile he sprinted out of the house and towards his practice. As he was running steadily to the beach, Braden got the feeling that dating Vegas would mean entering the world that he had only had a glimpse of last night. He was going to see how the rich and crazy lived.
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"I can't believe you were late again, Braden! I mean what do you do that is so important it can't wait until after practice?" Aunt Ava was yelling at Braden for his tardiness at surfing practice yet again. "Your coach is calling me so much to complain about you that I am practically expecting his call now!"
He couldn't help but roll his eyes at his Aunt. A day ago, she hated how much time Braden spent surfing and not helping out around the house. Now she was yelling at him for not getting the full 3 hours of surfing in.
"Don't roll your eyes at me!" Aunt Ava looked at him shocked by his carlessness.
He immediatly regretted his act of defiance and replied autmatically, "I'm sorry, Aunt Ava." He was using this phrase a lot lately. "I really didn't know how late it was. No one woke me up and I..."
"Well, you can depend on me waking you up from now on. No more sleepovers until I think you can handle getting yourself to practice on time." she shook her head at him in fury. Ava didn't want to have to argue with Braden, but he was slacking off lately. She couldn't understand why he was always late. The only explanations her mind could think of were bad ones, and she chose not to think about what he was doing. She had tried forcing this information from him but she only got usless answers from him like, "I lost track of time".
"Alright then. No sleepovers. Got it," replied Braden while messaging his temples slightly. He would say anything to get his Aunt to stop yelling. His head was still aching, and he knew it was halfway because of how hard the waves were pounding him this morning. "Can I take a shower now?"
She sighed and looked at him. "Are you sick?"
He stiffened at her question, "No, just the water was rough today. Gave me a headache."
Ava looked at him suspiciously as she nodded and said reluctantly, "Go take a shower."
He quickly jumped up and raced to his room before Ava could think of anything else to yell at him for. Once he reached his room, he slammed his door shut and while turning took his shirt off. "JESUS CHRIST!" Vegas and Sienna were both sitting on his bed laughing at him. They were in their bathing suits and while they were dry, he could tell that they had been swimming earlier. He was taken aback that they were both sprawled across his bed, half naked nonetheless. He quieted his voice down to an urgent whisper, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Braden, what's the matter?" came his Aunts concerned, but still suspicous voice.
He stared angrily at both the girls who suddenly went quiet on the bed before answering as calmly as he could, "It's nothing Aunt Ava, just Derek messed up my room again."
"Oh well, let me see. I ju--"
"I am naked right now. I'll clean it later, but i really just want to take a shower." He knew he was being a jerk to his Aunt right now, but hopefully this would make her back off.
"Well...uh, okay then"
Once Braden heard her footsteps growing fainter he turned towards them and whispered, "What are you two doing here?"
"Can you come out tonight at like 8?" Vegas asked, completely ignoring his anger.
Sienna stood up without bothering to wait for a response from Braden and put her hand on her hip, "Meet us at the docks at 8 then!"
"But I don't know if my Aunt will let me." He replied.
Vegas gave him a smirk, "Than figure out a way, because I rented a yacht and I wouln't want it to go to waste."
Braden couldn't help but feel his jaw drop. She was filthy rich, he knew that, but it still surprised him just how rich she really was. Sienna seemed pleased at his amazement and said, "So at the docks, 8 o'clock. Find a way to be there or else Vegas will be all depressed and mopey all night."
"But..." They both gave him puppy dog eyes and he was done for, "Alright, don't have to ask me twice, I'm there."
Sienna quickly gave him an appreciative nod before giving Vegas a sly smile and strolling out of his room. Vegas, however, stayed on the bed and watched Siennaclose the sliding doorbefore getting up. She came over to where Braden was standing stock still staring at her, and nuzzled him with her nose. She gave him small kisses on his neck before whispering in his ear, "You aren't going to regret this Braden."
He knew for a fact he wouldn't as she slid his pants down and pushed him into the shower.
