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Last time we left off-

"Lets go find a bon fire" suggested Michelle. "We never had them in Australia."

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement and they all walked along the beach.

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Michelle sat between Bradin's legs infront of the fire. She had fallen asleep a short time ago and Bradin didn't have the heart to wake her up.

Bryce and Issy had headed to the closest cave along time ago and almost everyone else at the party had passed out or gone home.

The beach seemed deserted, and the water was calm. "To bad she isn't awake" he thought to himself.

"Ouch" he jumped as he slapped himself across the face. "Cut it out Bradin" he thought.

Bradin laid Michelle down on the soft sand and lay down beside her, looking up at the stars. In a matter of minutes he had fallen asleep beside her, dreaming peacefully.

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Bradin yelped loudly as he felt cold, salty water hit his face.

He reluctantly opened his eyes to see Jay standing over him, surf board in hand.

"What do you think you were doing not coming home last night," he yelled

"Your family were worried sick about you" Jay said angrily.

Bradin rolled over and saw Michelle rubbing her eyes.

"Take her home" he said pointing to Michelle, "And tell your aunt where you've been, I'll let her deal with this. I'll check with her later and tell ask her if you told her."

Bradin stood up and reached for Michelle's hand, helping her stand.

"Sorry about that," said Bradin. "I guess I should of called."

"Don't worry" she yawned in reply. "My 'rents will probably kill me though."

"Tell me something new," he said, smiling at her.

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"Bradin Westerly!" shouted Ava.

"You are grounded for a week, no party's, games or girls. You can stay in your room with almost no exceptions!" she continued.

Bradin opened his mouth to speak…

"And no buts."

He slumped is head and walked slowly to his room. This was going to be a long week.

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"Michelle Flematti!" shouted he mother, Jennifer.

"Who is this boy you spent the night with doing god knows what with!" yelled her father, Tate.

"We fell asleep on the beach after a party… completely innocent. His names Bradin umm Westerly… don't go stuffing things up between us," she mumbled, yelling the last bit.

"For not coming home last night without calling us… you're grounded for a week: no parties, TV or boys," her mum said.

"Great" she groaned and stomped up the stairs.

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Bradin lay on his bed, thinking about Michelle. It wasn't until then that he realised how little they knew about eachother.

He looked down at his watch. It read 12am. His family was I bed and hers probably would be too. He could sneak over to her place, and be back by morning!

He stood up and looked out his window. He could faintly see a figure in the distance. As they walked closer he began to see feminine features. Long, wavy hair, a curvy figure and long, sleek legs. It was Michelle!

He opened his window and climbed down the lattice on the walls, steering clear of windows.

She greeted him with a long, passionate kiss.

"What was that for" he asked, grinning.

"I'm your girlfriend, am I not," she said.

He thought about that for a moment and said, "I guess so…" trailing off.

"What do you mean I GUESS SO," she said, slightly offended.

"Well, we should talk, about who we are, get to know eachother more," he said innocently.

"Come up to my room, we can talk there," he proposed.

"Don't pull any funny business on me" she said, scared and slowly backing away.

"No, no just so no-one sees us from out their windows," he said, trying to reassure her.

"Promise, cause guys have tried to do that before" she said, shaking suddenly, as if remembering something horrible.

He wrapped his arm around her and said "Cross my heart" as they walked towards the wall. He boosted her up to the window and followed close behind.

She sat down on his desk chair and he fell onto his bed.

"So, you can start," Bradin said to Michelle. "Sum up the important parts of your life for me."

"As you know I lived in Melbourne up until a month ago. I have two brothers, both way older than me and my mum, Jennifer and dad, Tate. What do you want to know?"

"Well, what was the happiest time of your life."

"Probably, actually when I moved here and made a fresh start, I wasn't so happy in Melbourne.

Bradin looked at her, intrigued and nodded as if to say go on.

She took a deep breath and sighed. "I always had heaps of friends and was pretty popular until I started dating Michael when I was 14. He was 23, one of my brother's friends and I was vulnerable. After a while he told me he loved me and I believed me so I slept with him."

Bradin knew where this was going; he'd had a similar reputation, but continued to listen.

"He began calling me in the middle of the night and asking me to come over to you know… and started telling his friends that he could get me to do anything, and help them out at anytime. When I refused to have sex with his friends he started to become abusive and would force me into sleeping with them. He spread some nasty rumour's that I was a… slut."

She rolled up her sleeve to reveal a large scar. Bradin was surprised he'd never noticed it. He hadn't paid nearly this much attention to what was coming out of her mouth before this.

"Is that okay, do you want to know anything else?" she asked, wiping her brow.

"Geez," he said breathing deeply.

"That's good for now, do you want me to talk?" he said.

"Yeah," she said, relieved that she had gotten that off her chest.

"I have a younger brother, Derrick and a younger sister Nikki. I lived with my parents in Kansas up until last year," he sighed

"Before I go on, please don't say I feel sorry for you at the end of this, it is really annoying," he said clearly.

She nodded her head. "I already have a pretty clear picture of what happened, so you don't have to say it," she suggested.

"No, no. You spoke about what happened so it's my turn."

"There was a flood one night and my parents left us at home so they could go home. A few hours after they left I got a phone call. The person told me that they had been killed."

He stopped for a moment to breathe and struggled to hold back tears.

"So you came to live in Playa Linda with your Aunt," she finished for him, knowing that he hadn't gotten over their death.

"It was my Mum's birthday a few days ago. I was okay at the time but now I just seem a wreck." He said behind tears.

Michelle walked over and hugged him, pulling him up and wiping his eyes. She kissed him softly and stood back.

"Sorry, but I have to go. I don't want my parents to find me missing or they'll freak. See you later."

"Bye," Bradin said pulling her in for a final kiss.

"What was that for," she asked trying to lift his mood.

"You're my girlfriend, are you not?" he said cheekily, watching her climb out the window.

Yeah, I'm finally finished, that took me a while. REVIEW! I'm going to go off and dream about Jesse, or Bradin, I'm good with both. I think I'll keep the next chapter tame but soon I might bring in some sex, and trouble.