Part 17

"You lost me a long time ago." Those were the words that were echoing in Bradin's head as he hung up the phone. How could he be so mean to Sarah? Oh, he remembered. She had lied to him, broke out of a boarding school, and ran away because of him. She was really messed up. And know, he had to try to explain why he had called her to Britney. She was still waiting patiently on the other side of the beach. He knew he shouldn't keep her waiting, but he had to think for a minute. He was going to cut this trip short. Thats all there is to it. After the competition tomorrow, he is leaving.

"Bradin," Britney said while walking up to Bradin. "Are you avoiding me or something? You've been off the phone for like 5 minutes and haven't even glanced over to where I was sitting."

"Sorry," Bradin mumbled.

Britney could tell that something was wrong, but she couldn't exactly tell what was wrong. "Whats gotten into you lately? You seem all wierd and distracted."

"We're going back to Playa as soon as the competition is over tomorrow." There, he said it. Now he just waited for her reaction. He knew she was looking forward to stay another 3 weeks for his training, but he didn't want to train here. He wanted to train in Playa Linda with his family, and without all this drama.

Britney didn't know what to say. What was with the sudden change of plans? Did he want to go back to be with Sarah? No. That couldn't be it. He had told her that Sarah didn't mean anything to him. "Okay. So, I guess i'm going to go back. See you at the hotel."

Britney then walked off leaving Bradin all alone. Rachel walked up and sat beside him. He didn't know what to say. Afterall, she did want revenge on Britney. He felt like he was betraying her by being near Rachel.

"So, you two already got in a fight?" Rachel smirked when she asked this.

"No." Bradin imediatly retorted. "She is going to pack. We're leaving tomorrow."

Rachel decided to put her plan into action. "What a coincidence. I'm leaving for Playa tomorrow, too." She had to win him over Britney.

"Rachel, look, I don't want to talk to you right now. And I know that you aren't leaving until next week. Don't try to win me. I'm not an object or a trophy. I'm a person." Bradin could tell what Rachel was thinking.

"Whatever. If this is what you want, i'll leave you alone." Rachel was tired of fighting for him. She could clearly see that Bradin had her figured out.

As Bradin was walking back to the hotel, he ran into Jay.

"Hey! Bradin. Just who I was looking for." The strong accent stood out to Bradin.

"Hey. What did you want?" Bradin asked.

Jay looked at him for a moment. He didn't look like he had been surfing. In fact, he looked depressed. "I was just wondering if you were practicing for the competition tomorrow, but I can see that you haven't."

Bradin felt like he needed a good excuse. He could tell Jay was disappointed in him. "I was going to, it's just.."

"Save the excuses, Bradin." Jay cut him off. "Don't let these girls ruin tomorrow."

"They won't. Besides, i'm going to tell them all that I need time to think. And we're going back to Playa tomorrow," he quickly added that last part.

Jay couldn't believe what he just heard. "You have to train, Bradin! We're not going back!"

"I think we are. I want to train in Playa Linda. Thats final. I gotta go pack," he said.

Bradin continued to walk toward the hotel. He knew that telling Britney that it was over was going to be really hard.

--End Of Part 17--