Summary: Amy comes to stay at Ava's house and becomes friends with Bradin. The only problem is that he is 17, and she is 15. Can they still learn to be friends, even though they like each other? Trust me the story want be rushed. All the songs that will appear later or my own songs, and if I am going to use any other songs that aren't my own, I will let yall know. My first Summerland fic, so please tell me what yall think.
Disclaimer: Sorry don't own anything related to Summerland. Not even Bradin…
It was bigger than what she would have thought. Looking up at the house that sat on this beautiful beach, Amy couldn't help but feel butterflies in her stomach. Why had her mother and dad picked this place for her to stay, while they went off to China? It still hurt that they didn't want to take her, that they would just drop her off at some woman's house. Even though, her mother had been best friends with this woman, it still hurt. Whipping away a tear, Amy held her guitar closer to her chest. Writing and singing were the only things that kept her happy now. It was weird, but, Amy could remember a time when she had a family. A time so long ago when her mother and dad use to read her bed time stories, and a time when hugs were always given. A time before her dad had become a big shot lawyer-- a time when they were all happy together. Well, that time was long pasted, and Amy knew it. She couldn't have the happily ever after, but then again, do kids today ever really have a happy ending to anything. Anger boiled in Amy's stomach, but, she pushed it back like she did every time. She couldn't show her true emotions, it hurt way too much. Sighing, she slowly started to walk up to the front door. Each step seemed like an eternity, and Amy couldn't understand why. Pausing in front of the door, she took a deep breath. Slowly, she brought up her hand to knock. For a moment she paused and closed her eyes, thinking of her parents. For just that moment, she imagined her mom and dad and herself, all in China together. Laughing, and smiling, being the family they once were. That moment passed quickly as a tear rolled down her cheek. Anger once again boiled in her stomach, and she knocked on the door.
Bradin Westerly smiled as he watched his aunt Ava run around the kitchen, trying to get everything ready for when the girl arrived. It had come as a shock, you could say, but finally Bradin had gotten use to the idea of having another person in the house. Nikki was thrilled to have a girl around her age in the house, and Johnny and Jay, didn't seem to mind. Susanna and Ava had been thrilled, seeing as they knew the girls mom a while back. Shaking his head, Bradin thought of all the things he knew about this girl. He knew that: Her name was Amy, she was 15, and that Aunt Ava knew her mom. Frowning, Bradin realized that he didn't know as much as he thought about her. Sighing, he looked back up at his aunt Ava.
"Bradin thank you so much for letting her have your room for a little while. I know sleeping on the couch isn't perfect, but, it really means a lot to me. I mean, the last time I saw Amy, she was in dippers. You don't know how much this means to me." Smiling Bradin walked up to his aunt, and hugged her.
"Aunt Ava, it's no problem. I'm happy to help; I know how much this means to…" Bradin was interrupted by someone knocking on the door. Looking at Ava, he could tell that she was nervous.
"Bradin could you please get that, I don't want to seem too eager." Nodding, Bradin made his way to the door. The knocking continued, as he quickly opened the door. Standing in front of him was a scared looking girl. She had long red hair, crystal blue eyes, and was about 5'4 feet tall. She wasn't skinny, but, Bradin wouldn't say she was fat. A suite case was in one hand, and in the other was an old guitar. Bradin realized they were just staring at each other, and quickly moved to the side.
"You must be Amy Larson. Hi, I'm Bradin Westerly." Amy finally smiled at him, and Bradin felt something in the pit of his stomach. She wasn't beautiful, but, she seemed like a unique beauty to him, something different. Pushing the feeling away, he grabbed her suite case and they both walked inside. Setting it on the ground, he glanced at Amy, and saw that she was looking around herself. Looking back at him with wide innocent eyes, she finally spoke.
"Bradin your home is beautiful." Her voice sounded sweet, but it also sound hurt. It puzzled Bradin, but before he could think about it anymore, his Aunt Ava came running over and engulfed Amy in a giant huge.
"Amy Larson, it has been so long since the last time I saw you. How have all of you been?" Ava finally pulled back from the hug, and Bradin could tell it shocked Amy.
"I've been fine, so have mom and dad. Mom told me to give you her love, and to thank you once again for letting me stay the summer with you. It really means a lot to her." Amy said her eyes focused on the ground.
"Well think of it as no trouble. You must be tired? Bradin will take you up to your room, and then you can meet the rest of us. How about that? Bradin, will you please show her where her room will be?" Nodding his head, Bradin took Amy's suite case and lead her to his room.
"You'll be staying in my room, which is right here." Opening the door, he led Amy in. Glancing over at her, he saw crystal blue eyes staring at him intently.
"Bradin, it really isn't necessary. I can always sleep on the couch or something." Amy replied.
"No it isn't any problem. Well, I think I'll leave you to put everything away. I cleaned out my first two drawers out for you, and left room in the closet for you." Grasping the handle to the door, Bradin turned to leave.
"Umm, thank you Bradin for letting me stay in your room." Smiling at her, Bradin softly closed the door behind him.
So what do yall think? Please review and tell me what you think. I may need some ideas for my next chapter.