10 years later…

"Bradin, wake up!" a familiar voice called.

Disturbed, Bradin groaned and sat up from his bed. He rubbed his eyes and squinted them onto the person, who, without a doubt, woke him up from his peaceful slumber.

"Hey Brae," Jay said, leaning against Bradin's bedroom door, with arms crossed across his chest. "I need you to work double shifts today at the surf shop. I got a date with Erika today. Could you do that?"

Great. Now he had to spend his summer day working double shifts while Jay and Erika would go out and have their little "play date". But he couldn't blame Jay. He was a prettyneat guy.

"What fun." Bradin replied sarcastically. He grabbed the pillow from behind him and threw it at Jay.

Jay blocked it with his hands and threw it back at Bradin. "Thanks Brae. I owe you." He said gleefully.

After Jay left, Bradin groaned again, while getting out from under the covers. His shift would begin soon so he decided to get ready. Bradin walked to the mirror and took a look at himself. He thought he looked pretty decent, except for his unruly, ruffled bed hair. But he decided to keep it that way, like he did every day. Girls seemed to like it more that way anyway.

He started heading out of the house, slipping on his flip flops and waving goodbye to Ava and the gang. As he was making his way to the shop, he realized, this summer wasn't going as good as the previous ones. He had just broken up with Callie; the one he actually thought would be "The One". Unfortunately, she wasn't. She started getting paranoid at him for every little thing that he did, and she started getting too dependent on him. He just didn't like it so he had to break the news to her sooner or later.

He was girlfriend-less for two months now. How could that possibly be? Especially a guy with his stature and stunning good looks. Even Nikki had a boyfriend now. Well, almost. Ever since she started hanging out with Cameron, Bradin knew there was chemistry between them. Even Derrick was starting "crushing on girls" stage.

Bradin sighed once he got to the store. He reached into his baggy shorts and pulled out his keys. He slipped it into the lock and turned it, opening the door. It was quiet inside, but there was a lot of work to be done. There were a lot of boxes of newly ordered surfboards so be shelved, waiting for him in the corner. He thought he'd start with that first.

As he leaned down to reach for the first surfboard, he felt a slight tap on the shoulder.

"Um, excuse me?" The voice said.

Oh great, the first customer of the day. And so it starts.

"Hey sorry about that." He whirled around to face the customer. He stared at a teenage girl, probably around his age. She was really cute; he'd never seen her anywhere around here before, must be new.

"Can I help you?" He asked her, in a slightly flirtatious way.

"Yeah, could I rent a surfboard please?" She asked.

"Sure, I just need you to fill out this form before you do." Bradin replied reaching for the clipboard set on the counter. He handed her the clipboard and she started jotting down the information needed.

Bradin couldn't help but look at the girl the whole time she was writing down information. There was something so familiar about her, but he just couldn't put his finger on it. He just knew he'd seen her somewhere before.

"Here you go." The girl smiled as she handed back the clipboard.

Bradin looked at the clipboard. He almost dropped it when he saw what the name was, written at the top. Memories just started flooding into his brain like a lightning strike.

"KRISTEN?" He exclaimed, looking at her in shock.

"Um, yeah…heh heh, that's me." She said, a little confused on why he'd just go and yell out her name like that.

"ITS ME! BRADIN!" Bradin yelped.

Kristen's confused eyes just started turning into eyes you'd expect to see from the main character in a drama. Her hands slowly came to her mouth as she looked at the person standing right there in front of her.

"Oh. My. God. BRADIN!" She said as she threw her arms around his neck, giving him a gigantic hug. "I thought I'd never see you again!" "He definitely went through puberty, 'cause he got HOT" She thought to herself.

Bradin hugged her back, tightly. "What are you doing here!" He said, pulling away so that he could take a second look at his friend.

"My parents let me and some friends come here for vacation for a week!" She said.

Bradin smiled. "That's cool. You want me to show you and your friends around town later?"

"That'd be great." She smiled back. "So, how about that surfboard?"

Bradin chuckled. "You surfing now?"

"Yeah! Well, sorta. I'm taking lessons." She answered. "It IS pretty hard to find places to surf back in Kansas." She giggled.

"Kansas…" Bradin remembered. "I remember that place."

Kristen's smile slowly faded away as she remembered the tragic moment that happened almost near her home.

"So, is this a part time job?" She asked, deciding to change the subject as she looked around the store.

"Yeah, but today I gotta work double shift." Bradin answered, still looking for a pretty good surfboard for Kristen. He couldn't help but glance back at her every few seconds.

"Here's a good one." He said, pulling down a surfboard from the shelf. He handed it to Kristen.

"I could show you how to surf sometime if you wanted." He asked.

"That'd be great!" Kristen replied. "Hey, wanna hang out later today? After your shift or something? Then maybe we could start lessons together tomorrow." She asked eagerly. "Please say yes, please say yes!" She thought to herself.

"Yes! She asked me out on a date!" Bradin thought to himself. "Well, not really but sorta. It could build up from there! Wait, what am I doing? I better answer her before she starts getting weird thoughts about me."

"God damnit say yes already!" Kristen thought to herself, still eagerly smiling at Bradin on the outside.

"Yeah! Sure, I'd love to." He said, again in a slightly flirtatious tone, trying to keep his cool.

"Ok, well I'll see you later then!" Kristen said, also trying to look good in front of him.

"Alright later." Bradin said. This just made his pain-stricken day into a full out … um … not pain stricken day!

A/N: Please review! I just wanna know how I'm doing! Criticism is allowed, I need all the help I could get to improve my stories! The more reviews, the faster I update. Thanks!