Disclaimer: I only own the characters that I created on here. I don't own Jesse or any of the other cast members on Summerland. I wish I did though, because then Jesse would be mine.


Too Many Decisions?


Summary:

Bradin is faced with so many decisions in his life right now. Callie left and Bradin was facing a tough time with that until Claire walked into his life. As more girls come, Lucas makes Bradin realize that he has more options than he once thought. Claire and Bradin finally get on the right track but something disastrous (terrible) happens that just doesn't quite equal out to what everyone thinks it is. When Bradin finds that out he becomes the detective in his own little case. Can the clever boy figure out what happened and what is now taking place before time runs out? Or will he fail and everything will crumble into a complete disaster. (More than meets the eye in this story! Other things are thrown in as well that aren't/have nothing to do with the summary. This plot takes a while to form.)


Chapter 1-Breakups

Bradin sat in the sand with Callie straddle between his legs. He kissed her shoulder. She sighed and leaned back into his chest. Three month into the school year and their relationship was still going strong. Callie loved Bradin. Bradin never said those three words yet but Callie knew he did. It was he actually saying it that was the problem. But Callie was so happy to have Bradin and Bradin was even gladder to have Callie. She made him into a different person. In a way she changed him. A way he never thought she could.

Bradin's POV

We sat there in silence for a minute. Callie moved out of her straddle position and turned towards me. "Bradin?" she asked me. She sounded so sweet. I just wanted to kiss her right there. But instead I replied.

"Yes?"

"Um… I…" she paused.

She sounded upset. Really upset. I didn't know what to do. "What is it Callie?"

"I'm moving to Brazil," she said quickly. I swear I swallowed my heart as if it was food. I was rational at first but my anger hadn't kicked in yet.

"What, why? Wait, when? Callie, how long do you have?" I asked calmly. Well, as calm as I could.

"I don't know. My mom said to expect us to be moving within the next week," she said. I though I was going to choke on my heart and she didn't even answer me. She slid farther away from me. I think she was expecting a very mean response. Oh boy was she right. I lit my last firework.

"You don't know? How could you find something like this out and not even ask your mom when you're leaving?" I yelled. Callie obviously was scared because she backed away more and more with every breath she took. I realized how upset and terrified she was and I calmed down. I realized it must've been harder on her than me. I went closer to her but she backed away.

"I tried Bradin," she started. A tear was wiped away from her face before she continued. "I can't do anything about it. I'm sorry Bradin."

"I'm sorry. I lashed out on you and it's not even your fault. But there must be something we can do. I can't let you leave," I said. I found a tear fall to the ground that came from my face. "I love you."

Callie's POV

"Oh my god," I started. "Do you really mean that Bradin?" I was so shocked that when I said it that I think I sounded likes a frog.

"Yes and I can't lose you now. I never want to lose you. You made me feel like I had won the world. If you leave I won't win anything but sand in my face when you leave," he said. I wanted to say that I wasn't going anywhere but… I couldn't because it wasn't true. My mom would never budge.

"I…can't stay Bradin. I'm sorry," I said. I ran off without any other thought. I didn't want to but where would staying in this situation get me? I left without saying good-bye that night.


Callie's POV

I lugged a BIG suitcase down the steps. I handed the case to my mom "What are you carrying in that thing, cement blocks?"

"No this is the only suitcase I have so… I stuffed as much as I could in it," I said.

"All right," my mom renounced. I headed for the door with a box of knickknacks that were quite heavy. I packed them in the car. I ran back up to the house and taped a piece of paper to the door. I ran back down to the car.

"Ok mom. I think… that's the last of them," I hopped in the car. My mom locked the door to the house and leaped into the car with me.

"Did you tell Bradin good-bye?"

"In a way," I said and they pulled out of the driveway. I looked back at the house with the note on the door.

Bradin's POVCome on legs go faster! I thought. I was rushing to get to Callie's house as fast as I could. I knew saying good-bye was going to be hard but I had to do it. I got to the front door to see a piece of paper taped to the door. I ripped it of to find that it was addressed to me. It read:

Bradin,

I now the things we said that day back at the beach are words that can't be taken back, but I hope they can be forgiven. I never meant to hurt you with them. They weren't words that hurt peoples' feelings. They were words that can't be taken a right or wrong way. Like I love you and good-bye. You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear those three words. Now they mean nothing. I will always love you but thinking last night I realized that I can't move to a place like Brazil and still be with you so this is the end, as much as it pains me to say. I do ask you one favor; to forget what we had so you can move on. I don't know how much effort that favor will be for you. It all depends on how much you care for me. But I ask you that much and if you care for me deeply you will take this favor as an opportunity. I love you so much!

Always with love,

Callie

"Well, who's sulking this fine morning? Oh, I know! The same person who's been sulking all week! Mr. Bradin Westerly!"Jay said,who wassitting at thecounter, sarcastically.

Bradin got up from the table and placed his breakfast plate, with all the food still on it, on the counter. He was all messed up from the note Callie gave him. He hadn't surfed in that week. He hadn't eaten in that week. He didn't even sleep. He didn't do anything in that week. Ava came over to where he was standing and leaned up against the counter. He knew what was coming.

"Hey, you aren't going to eat anything today?" she asked concerned. Bradin thought about something at that moment. He knew Callie would be yelling at him for what he was doing if she was here. He picked up his plate and went back over to the table.

"Yeah, I am. I actually am. And you know what? I'm going to do that favor of Callie's," Bradin said almost proud. Then he repeated the phrase and took another bite of his egg. Ava stared confused at him as he sat there and ate.

Whatever I just said, I will remember for next time, Ava thought. After Bradin finished engulfing his breakfast, he headed out. "Bye Aunt Ava!" Bradin yelled out the door. Before she replied he was out the door and down to the beach.


What to do? Bradin asked himself as he slid his feet across the sand. He was out there for a while and couldn't find a thing to do. He didn't feel like surfing. He didn't feel like going to eat because there was nobody to eat with. He heard this angry scream followed by a noise. When he turned his head he was hit by a piece of food.

"Their's your stupid picnic!" a girl screamed. Then she realized that she hit someone and came rushing over. "Oh, I am so sorry."

Bradin's POV

"Um… yeah that's ok. It didn't hurt…that bad," I said rubbing my forehead. I looked up from the sand to see a gorgeous girl with fire-red hair and dark, glowing blue eyes. She was wearing a halter top with jean shorts that were frilled at the end. She looked at me with concern as my heart just melted. She was beautiful. I just kind of stared as she touched my forehead.

"I'm sorry. I meant to throw that at someone else but it missed. I apologize for any concussion I may have given you," she quirked.

"Well you obviously missed the guy who pissed you off," Bradin quipped.

"Yeah well…" she turned to look where the guy was. She saw him heading towards the water. His surfboard in hand. "Wait! Where are you going?"

"Surfing," he replied with shallowness.

"Oh! You know what fine! I don't care anymore! And you want to know why? Because we are through!" she shrieked.

"You don't mean that do you babe?" the boy asked sadly. I was just watching in amazement at the fight.

"HA! Oh yes I do and to prove it," she started. She didn't answer before she came up to me and kissed me.


OK before I write anymore, and I promise the chapters will be longer, I want to know what you think about the story. I know it's not the greatest but I like it better than my other one for sure. So if you could review and tell me what you think that would be great!