Disclaimer: I do not own anyone on Summerland or Summerland itself. I wish I did though, because I would want Jesse!
OK! This is a new chapter for a new weekend. Thank you all who reviewed. I am so grateful for that! I wanted to try this to refresh my memory and yours by putting a 'Previously on…' so nobody gets confused. Oh and those who think its Sarah at the door; find out now. So without any more interruption, here is the third chapter!
Previously on Come To Me.
"Susanna and Johnny but they went to the store and Nikki was watching me. Tell them where I'm going to!" Derrick yelled in the door. He left and Bradin headed back to the kitchen. No sooner he sat down and went to speak to Jay again, someone knocked on the door again. Bradin sighed and went to get the door. When he opened it he saw a blonde standing there staring at him.
Chapter 3: The Visitor
Bradin's POV
I rubbed my head thinking rapidly. I had so many thoughts in my head that I couldn't think straight. I hadn't made a decision when Jay ran up to the door and pushed me out of the way. I sighed, rolled my eyes and went back to my spot on the stool.
"Hey Julia, how are you?" Jay asked leaning in for a kiss. So that's what her name is. Geese, I could've had an ulcer from thinking so hard to find out who that was. He's had so many in here it's hard to count, I thought disgusted.
Julia was a skinny littlething with way too much make-up. It hid her true complexion. Of course it was hard to tell what her complexion was with all the make-up. She always dressed skimpy with shorts that showed her ass off and I don't think I ever saw her with anything other than a bikini top on. She had blonde hair that came down past her shoulders in a spiral and when she smiled, suddenly all of her good looks didn't quite cut it. She had really bad teeth. What ever Jay saw in her was beyond me because she was dumber than a rock. And believe me when I say that for her, it was possible."Don't you dare give me that shit!" she said. When she noticed I was standing there she paused and smiled. I tried not to look but it was useless. "Oh hey cutie. How are you?"
I didn't know what to think. The only though rushing through my mind was the fact that she just called me cutie. I almost burst out laughing. I didn't but did the next most stupid thing that I could. Well, actually it was truthful.
"Did you just call me cutie?"
"Never mind I have some serious yelling to do. Do you mind if…?" Julia started to ask. When I got the hint I excused myself.
"Bye Jay," I said and then whispered, "good luck."
Jay gave me a nasty look. I shrugged and headed out the door.
Jay's POV
"So um…" I said nervously."I'll tell you what Jay Robertson! You have the biggest nerve! I…I don't even have the words!" Julia yelled forcibly. She backed away from me and started walking out the door. I yelled after her.
"What did I do?" I asked innocently.
"Oh I don't know. Maybe cheated on me with someone else, Or maybe with a couple of woman. Am I close?"
"OK, um…you have to understand," I started but it was no use. She caught me and now I was busted. "Yeah I'm sorry."
"I thought so," she said and went out the door. I sighed. I knew I would never replace anyone with Erica. I heard a knock at the door and went to get it.
Bradin's POV
I was talking to Claire for a while after going out of the house. It wasn't all that many things really, just small stuff. Well, not so small but things like where I used to go to school. I was doing fine with her questionnaire until she mentioned the most dreadful thing anyone could mention to me. I cringed when she said it and answered her as best I could.
"Wow, that must bite. But hey, you know they're better off. And they died knowing they did something right. I mean, saving a town from a flash flood? They sound like heroes to me. I don't really understand what you're going through because my mom and dad are still living and well but you must proud of them," she explained.
I loved how she didn't sympathize too the point of annoyance. She made it sound so happy that all I could do was smile. There was no 'Oh I'm so sorry' or 'Wow I know how you feel'. She was honest and respectful at the same time.
"I am proud of them. Thank you for not doing that whole pity bid. I hate that. But you made me see the good side," I said politely. She grinned. I once again thought I was going to faint. Every time she smiled I wanted to fall to the floor. When she didn't speak any more of it I changed the subject.
"Hey, I have a question. Why didn't I ever see you at school before? Or a better question would be… Why don't I see you at school at any time?" I asked. It was on my mind for a while and I figured with the questionnaire going on I would continue with an obvious question.
"Oh, very good question," she giggled slightly before continuing. "I'm home schooled. I have been for a really long time. See when I was in first grade this boy made me really angry because he tried to kiss me, so, I clocked him. I got suspended and my dad decided to keep me out for the rest of the year. One year turned to two and so on…until I got to the point where I didn't want to go back."
"Wow, you actually punched a guy? Who would've thought? Oh wait. This is the same girl who threw fruit at me!" I said boastful. She cringed.
"Sorry," she said innocently. "How is your head anyway?"
"Better. But I have to say it really hurt for a while," I said.
Author's POV
Claire looked at the ground. She smirked. "You know the best part? That guy…that I hit…that was Chad. The way we met was when we were walking on the beach. I didn't watch where I was going and I bumped into him. He fell and hit the ground hard. He looked up and immediately and recognized me. I didn't notice him until he mentioned it. I felt so bad and asked him out to dinner. Well anyway, one thing lead to another and we ended up together."
"Lucky guy," Bradin said in a solemn tone. Claire froze and looked at Bradin. He gave her a look that Claire knew way to well. She looked back at the ground and spoke.
"Bradin…I'm still not ready. I'm sorry but I,"
"It's ok. I understand. I have someone I'm not over yet too. And believe me when I say I know what you're going through. I feel like shit sometimes but…I learned that sometimes you need to forget the past and lean more on the future," Bradin said. He looked at Claire. She gazed up into his eyes to see an innocence she never saw in him before.
"What happened? Did she…break up…"?
"No…well sort of. She told me she was moving away to Brazil. All I got was a note on the door. Never really got a true good-bye. She did tell me to move on though. At the time it sounded stupid. Right up until the point where I met you. Then I knew what she said was a good idea."
"Why do you like me? Why are you so good to me? Why do you have to be so nice? Why do you have to be cute?" her eyes opened wide. She bit her lip hoping he wasn't listening even when she knew he always listened to her with so much intensity.
"Well…thank you. I don't really know. I grew up taught to be nice to beautiful girls. I'm good to you because you're good to me…for the most part. And I like you…because you're different than any other girl I've met. I think that covers all of your questions," Bradin said.
He smiled from ear to ear and lifted her chin up to look her in the eyes. She smiled at him and grabbed his hand. She pulled him towards the water walking backwards to look at him at the same time. She pulled him just close enough to rap her arms around his neck. She yanked him and hurled him into the water. Once he got out from under the water he stared at her in amazement.
He ran up to her and rapped his arms around her waist. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm getting you wet," he said and carried her into the water and dropped her in. She jumped to her feet and pulled him back under with her. Before they knew it they were in a big water war. When Claire got tired she gave in and dragged herself onto the beach. She plopped into the sand and lied back soaking the sand with water that dripped off her.
Bradin sat down next to her and ran his fingers through his hair. "Do you enjoy attacking people and throwing stuff at them and punching them?" Bradin asked.
"Sometimes I get pleasure out of beating people up. Is that a crime?" Claire asked sarcastically.
"No I guess not. I…" Bradin couldn't finish his sentence. Someone grabbed his shirt and punched him in the jaw
Um… if there are any mistakes I'm sorry. I just finished and I wanted to get this up by Monday morning and I still have homework I need to get done. Yes I am a procrastinator. But anyway I hope you all liked it. Please review! I would appreciate it. You don't even have to like it. Just review to tell me what you think of it! Please and thank you!
