Mason knew that moving to L.A. was going to be a hard transition for Jude, but he wasn't sure if he was prepared to help her with it.

Jude walked to her room and began to unpack her suitcase. She had packed only the basics because Sadie was going to send it down later. The apartment was already fully furnished so they didn't have to worry about appliances or furniture.

She finished putting what clothes she had into her dresser and walked out to the kitchen. She grabbed a piece of paper and left a note for Mason, telling him that she was going for a walk on the beach.

The sun was slowly setting and the sunbathers, swimmers, and surfers, had already gone home. She walked down to the edge of the water, slipped off her shoes, and sat down on the sand, staring at the gentle, rocking, waves. As much as she hated to admit it, Jude already missed Canada, and she hadn't even been gone for a week.

She closed her eyes in attempt to calm her thoughts, but was quickly disturbed by the loud bark of a dog. She opened her eyes and saw a friendly golden retriever in front of her. She reached out to pet him. "Hey, who do you belong to?" Jude asked the dog softly.

"Me," a deep masculine voice answered.

Jude looked up and saw a very good-looking guy towering in front of her. He was around 6'2", with blonde hair, tanned skin, washboard abs, and blue eyes.

"Uh hi, I'm Jude-"

"Harrison, I know," he said with a smile as he reached down to help her up.

"You know who I am?" She asked as she grabbed his hand.

"Sure, you're pretty popular down here," he said. "I'm Riley by the way, and this mutt is Tucker."

Jude patted the dog's head. "It's nice to meet both of you," she smiled.

"Are you here for the weekend?"

"No, I actually just moved here. I live in the apartment complex right over there," she pointed toward a large building behind her.

"Cool, I live two buildings down. I could show you around L.A. sometime if you want."

"Yeah, that sounds great," Jude replied.

"Cool, well I better get back. I'll see you around then," Stephen said before walking away.

"Yeah, bye."

"Later."

Jude watched him walk back to his apartment and proceeded to walk to her own. She had barely opened the door before Mason bombarded her with questions.

"What are you so smiley for?" he asked.

"No reason," She said, sitting down on the couch.

"Liar. You met a guy didn't you?" Mason asked, even though he already knew because he had been watching from the balcony.

"No, why would you think that?"

"Oh no reason I guess," he replied, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

"I just took a walk on the beach."

"And met a very hot guy with a dog," he muttered.

"Mason Fox! Were you watching me?"

"What do you expect? I was standing on the balcony, what was I supposed to do, close my eyes?"

Jude shook her head. "Well since you were watching, what do you think? Pretty cute, huh?"

"Not really my type, but totally yours," he said.

"Oh really?"

"Yup."

"I haven't been here a day and I've already met a guy."

"Which is a good thing. The more guys you meet, the faster you'll get over-"

"Don't say it," she said loudly.

"I won't."

That night Jude was awakened by her cell phone four times before she finally turned it off. All four calls were from Tommy. After she turned it off, she sat up in bed and started to cry. She knew she needed to change her life, and leaving Tommy out of it, was one of the big steps to change. Even though their relationship hadn't been what it used to be for awhile now, she knew she was going to miss a lot of things. Tommy calling her because she was late for work, the incessant honking of his car horn when he picked her up, his soft, soothing voice when something bad happened, and many more things.

Mason who slept in the room beside Jude's, heard her crying. He reluctantly kicked off his covers and headed over to her room. "Jude, what's wrong?" He asked in a concerned voice.

She sniffled and wiped her eyes. "It's Tommy, he's called me four times, and I don't know how I can live without him."

Mason sat down on the bed and hugged her. "Jude, leaving Tommy isn't going to be easy, I know you knew that."

"Of course I did, but I didn't think it would hurt this bad either, especially after everything that's happened."

The next morning, Jude woke up to find a note laying on her bedside table.

Went out to get some food...and some ice cream.

Love, Mason

Jude smiled at the note and shook her head. She walked over to the fridge and grabbed the orange juice. She was just about to pour it into a glass when she heard a knock at the door. She glanced down at her pajamas and groaned. She was wearing a bright pink pair of pajama pants with tinkerbell on them, and a white tanktop. "Great," she muttered. She slowly walked over to the door and opened it. Riley was standing there in board shorts and flip flops.

She shyly brushed her hair behind her ears. "Hi," she said softly.

"Hey," he smiled at her outfit.

"I just woke up," Jude said, feeling the need to explain her attire.

He laughed softly. "I kind of figured that out. But, I thought maybe I could teach you how to surf."

"Uh, I'm not really that great of a swimmer."

"I promise I won't let you drown," he said with a smile.

"You're promising that I won't drown, but what if I get eaten by a shark?" Jude asked with a sparkle in her eyes.

"There's no sharks in L.A.," Riley assured her.

"Well if you're sure."

"I'm positive. Look, I'll meet you down at the beach in fifteen minutes," he said with a wave.

"Okay, see ya in fifteen minutes." Jude closed the door and went into her room. She dug around in her drawers looking for the one piece swimsuit she had bought for L.A., but instead found a black string bikini with a pink hibiscus flower on the hip of the bottoms. "Sadie," she muttered.

She slipped the bikini on and threw on a pair of baggy shorts before walking out of the apartment. By the time she got down to the beach, Riley was already waiting impatiently.

"You girls take forever just to change clothes."

"Yeah well, we have to live up to guys' standards," she joked.

"Sure, sure. So you've never surfed before I take it?"

"Riley, I lived in Canada, it snows there."

"Okay, okay. Well, we'll just teach you, it's really not that hard."

Two hours later Jude had yet to stand up on the board and actually surf. She had sand in her bikini bottoms, water in her hair, and she smelled like a saltwater fish tank. Finally she motioned for Riley to come over to her. "Can we try this again some other time?"

He laughed, something Jude was getting very used to hearing. "Yeah, some other time as in tomorrow?"

"Uh, how about some other time as in never," she said as they swam to the shore.

Riley smiled and shook his head. "When you catch on, you won't be able to get enough of it."

They sat on the beach and watched the waves for a few minutes before Riley spoke up.

"Do you want to go grab some lunch or something?"

"Uh, I should probably get back to the apartment. My roommates probably worried."

"You have a roommate?"

"Yeah, his name's Mason."

"Oh, you have a roommate whose a guy."

"No," Jude laughed. "Well yes I do, but we're not like that, at all."

"Oh. Well maybe you want to get dinner tonight?"

"Uh yeah, that sounds nice," Jude said softly.

"Great. I'll pick you up at 7:30."

"Okay," she smiled brightly.