Hi everyone, this is my new story, Making Waves. I hope you L O V E love it. I know I said there would be a sequel to Refreshingly Unoriginal, but I lied. I got completely stuck over writing it, I tried like 50 times. I had a plan but couldn't get the words onto the paper. Anywayz, I hope you enjoy.

Love MsMcCartney.

Summary-

He lives and breathes the surf,

But it's the only thing that can bring him down.

Golden boy Bradin has everything going for him,

Except the thing he loves the most.

BTW its Bradin/Erika

Have you ever seen one of those cliquey American high-school movies? You'll see the cheerleaders, goths, jocks and nerds to name a few. Then there's that one guy. All the boys want to be his friend and all the girls will willingly sleep with him. As he enters the room everyone holds their breath and as he strides over-proudly down the corridor heads turn. At Playa Linda high-school this 'golden boy' was Bradin Westerly.

The blonde surfer in his final year had everything going for him… and he loved it.

I don't mean to say that Bradin took advantage of his high status, he well, just made the most of it to say it lightly.

If you looked at his average timetable it would read something like this-

Period One- History (meet Yasmin in the janitors closet.)

Period Two- Math sms Lucas about party tonight. Sit next to Cassi- ask her about Spanish Cove.

Break- Meet Lucy behind the bathrooms.

And so on.

Bradin Westerley was your average player.

No-one knows quite how he got away with it, but it was like 'Alfie' all over again. It's amazing what some girls would do for a shot at popularity. He had the world wrapped around his little finger and that's the way he liked it.

But Bradin had no time to fall in love. He told himself this over and over again whenever he felt something more than purely physical. Anyway, his heart and head were set with the sea, his one true love.

On this particular sunny, picture perfect California day Bradin had grabbed his board and headed down to the beach to meet Bryce and check out the 'scenery.'

The two tanned surfers paddled out through the clear, aqua water and past the breaking waves. The soothing water caressed Bradin's body and he felt a sense of relaxation. They sat up, one leg on either side of their boards in the calm water.

Bryce broke the silence. "Dude, where were you last night? I thought you were coming to Mel's party."

Bradin laughed loudly. "Sex is so much better with two chicks in the bed."

"Fck, you didn't!" Bryce looked gobsmacked. "Two, who were they?"

"Oops, did I say two, I meant three," he said casually, chuckling slightly.

"Three!" he squeaked back. "And I thought you were home sleeping on the couch."

"Bryce my man, I thought you'd know me more than that by now," he shook his head in reply,

"This ones mine," Bradin called, referring to an upcoming wave. He caught it with ease, and as he bent his knees to stand up he whispered "take me all the way baby."

It feels weird to describe Bradin's relationship to the wave 'intimate' but as he felt the salty spray hit his face he never felt any emotion stronger. His heart raced as he twisted and turned and as he came into shore he was overcome with, well, I don't know.

The surf was the only place he could let all is feelings show without getting hurt. When his parents died it became his sanctuary, his safety zone.

"Good he's good." Erika was sitting on the golden sand. Her eyes followed him all the way into shore. She watched as Bradin winked at a group of giggling girls in skimpy bikinis and shook her head. "That boy needs a good wake up call."

He scanned the beach and stopped and focused on Erika. He started striding, chest stuck out towards her.

"Hey stud," she called out as he neared. He nodded slightly and raised his eyebrows.

She couldn't help but notice how mature his body was. Her eyes began to wonder south and she blinked sharply. "He is to young for you, don't even thing about it! But fck he's gorgeous."

"You were awesome out there Brae," the slightly flustered brunette said.

He plonked him self down beside her and leaned backwards onto his elbows. "Thanks. I'm heading back to BtB, you wanna come with? Jay will be there," he asked.

Erika's eyes sunk. "Jay and I aren't together anymore."

"Oh I'm so sorry," he said sympathetically, but inside he was grinning madly. She was hot! And Bradin always got the girl he wanted.

"Doesn't matter, you're much cuter than Jay," she said abruptly without thinking.

Bradin bit his lip. "Why thankyou," he said flirtatiously.

"Sht, did I say that out loud?" Erika blushed bright red and put her head in her hands.

He grinned broadly. "Well if you really think that, why don't you come get a milkshake with me?"

"Um ok..," she started but she was cut off.

"There you are!" she turned to see her best friend Kylie standing behind her. "I couldn't see you anywhere, ready to come shopping?"

Damn, Erika had forgotten she was meeting her today.

"Oh right, can go some other time Brae, I promised Kylie I'd go with her weeks ago," she said with more than a hint of disappointment.

"Oh, alright, can I come by your place sometime tomorrow?" he suggested.

"Yep, sure, see you later Stud," she replied and with that stood up and walked away.

He felt his phone go off in his pocket. He pulled it out and put his ear to it.

"Brae baby, it's Liv."

Liv, the name rung a bell but he couldn't put name to face.

"Hey, Liv. Um what do you want?"

"I was just wondering if you were still coming to Spanish Cove tonight? Cause I have a special treat for you, sexy."

Ah, Liv. Blonde hair, about 5'4, great rack. She was in his Biology class.

"Sure baby. Look I got to go. See you tonight."

"I love you Brae, mwah."

"Bye."

He pressed the 'end call' button and snickered to himself. So vunerable.

That was the way it was with Bradin. If one of his 'girlfriends' was busy, it wouldn't worry him; he had twenty others to fall back on.

In Playa Linda, Bradin was god.

How was it guys? Would totally appreciate your reviews so I know if I should continue. Is it to short, I think it's about 1000 words but if it is I'll make the rest about 1500?

Did it go on to much or was that good to get the idea in your head that Bradin is a dirty, rotten PLAYER.

Again, hope you enjoyed it, bye!

Btw, if you review I will read your story cause I always click on the reviewer and read their stories so theirs more motivation!