Blake was under the warm shower as her hands were against the shower wall. She watched as dirt from her black hair was going down the drain while she relax under the warm water. She felt relaxed for the first time in her life.

As she got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her small body, she ran back towards her bedroom, making sure that no one wasn't around to see her. Once she made it back, she placed on a light blue North Yankton High t-shirt with black leggings, before flopping down onto her new queen sized bed.

"Nice and soft," Blake said to herself, as she relaxed against the soft mattress, before grabbing the nearest pillow and hugged it tightly in her arms.

As her eyes were closed for only a minute, she heard a knock on her door, before jumping out of the bed onto the other side, hiding from the unknown person who is on the other side.

She heard her door opening before hearing someone calling her name.

"Blake?"

She slowly stood up from the other side as she sees her Uncle Michael who was looking for her, until she relaxed.

"I'm sorry," Blake apologized, walking towards him with the pillow, still hugged in her arms. "I thought you were someone else,"

"Like who," Michael asked.

Blake shaked her head. "No, nothing, Uncle Michael,"

"Well, Amanda and the kids are downstairs, if you wanted to see them. If you ain't ready to-"

"Please, I wanna see them," Blake said with happiness. "It's been so long, Uncle Michael,"

"Alright then," Michael left out of Blake's room, as the dark haired teen thrown the pillow back onto the bed as she slowly followed her uncle downstairs to the kitchen area. She noticed her Aunt Amanda and her two cousins as they were having a conversation, until her uncle had to stop their talking just to get their attention.

Blake was acting so bashful. She was far away from them. As she heard her uncle's command, she walked slowly to the kitchen area. Once she appear in front of them, she had a small smile on her face and did a small wave to them.

"Hi," Blake said shyly. "Everyone,"

"Blake," Amanda said surprised, before walking towards her and looking at her niece after they left her behind. It was almost a decade since they last saw her. They remember that she had shoulder length black hair and big blue eyes with such a smiley personality . But now, she had almost waist length hair and now have a tired but pale look on her face, like she seen a ghost.

"Blake?" Tracey squealed in surprise. She remembered her. This was her friend and also her cousin that always loved her like a little sister, back in North Yankton. She walked towards her as she gave out a side hug to the dark haired teen, which she still felt uncomfortable at first.

"Like what are you doing here?" Tracey asked.

"I'm here, because…" Blake stopped to think about how was she going to say about her surprise visit. "I came here to stay. I wanted to find my Daddy, since he left me a letter to come find him here. But instead, Uncle Michael told me that I can stay here,"

"Michael," Amanda hissed.

"She ain't got nowhere to go, Mandy," Michael explained. "She told me that she wanted a simple life here, instead of freezing her tits off,"

Blake immediately blushed as she covered her boobs with her crossed arms. Her breasts weren't big, they were more like an a cup.

"Look, baby, we have to take care of her," Michael explained once again. "She had a rough life without us. She left behind her mother for this,"

"Yeah, I did," Blake butted into the conversation. "My Mom was going to slowly me down. Just let me stay here, until I find my Daddy. I won't be any trouble, Aunt Amanda,"

"Alright, Blake," Amanda finally agreed, before Blake had a smile on her face and immediately wrapped her arms around her aunt.

Blake was truly happy. Now she will be living here along with the people she loved back in North Yankton. In her heart, she will try to be the same sweet and innocent next door neighbor girl that she was to them.

But inside Blake's heart, she was abusive child who wanted revenge on her mother which she was going to take towards her grave.

"What a weird girl," Jimmy said.

Blake was sitting at the foot of her bed as she had her laptop in her lap. She was on her new LifeInvader page, as she was looking through all of the recent pictures of her new life here in Los Santos.

There was pictures of her, Max and Lunch at Rockford Hills Academy or other places. Couple of pictures of her, Amanda, and Michael as they were showing her around the city. Even some selfies with Tracey.

And her newest picture that was just taken over a couple days ago was her and Franklin and Chop out for a walk. They were just sitting down on the bench, as Chop was resting his head on Blake's lap.

She almost blushed slightly before closing her laptop. She flopped down on the bed, before turning her head on her right to look at another photograph she had of her father, Carter Grant. He was outside in the snow with Blake as he was holding onto her tightly in his arms, like a cute teddy bear.

She picked it up before she came up with the perfect idea. She decided to go on LifeInvader and post a public post about finding her father. She typed down his name, what did he looked like, and also the full story on about her and her Daddy.

Once she finished the story, she posted it up on her page along with the picture of him and her when she was just five years old.

Her iFruit phone began to ring as she looked to see Max was calling her. She answered it before closing her laptop.

"Max,"

"Hey, Blake, you wanna hangout? Lunch and I decided that the beach is the perfect hangout,"

"The beach, huh?" Blake asked. "Well, I have nothing better to be doing, instead of being on LifeInvader,"

"Alright, we'll see you there,"

Blake hanged up her iFruit phone as she walked towards her closet and picked out another bikini for her to wear. She decided to go with another underwire top that was black with small white polka dots with a small purple bow on the front. The bottoms were the same with the small purple bows on the sides.

Of course, she was going to take a taxi cab ride towards the beach, so she decided to place on an over the shoulder lavender purple top with blue jeans shorts and neon purple flip flops.

Once she gathered all of the things, she open the door quietly to see Jimmy's door still open. She can hear him saying some very bad and tasteful comments while playing online with his friends.

She climbed down the stairs softly as her flip flops were making too much noise, so she taken them up when she reached halfway down the stairs.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she can hear the TV going on in the living room area. She walked quietly towards it, hoping that hiding behind the corner won't give her away.

She noticed her Uncle Michael sitting down on the expensive white couch, eating a bowl of potato chips while watching one of his favorite movies.

Blake smriked. "Uh-huh , sitting on the couch eating chips, instead of babysitting me. That's right, chow down, tubby,"

Blake walked towards the front doors, before pulling out her iFruit phone. She opened the doors and closed them, softly after once she was finally outside of the house.

"Yes, I would like a cab to come pick me up,"

"Stay where you are, ma'am. We have a cab heading to your location now,"

"Thanks,"

She hanged up her phone as the gate slide open once Blake was close to it. She noticed the cab as she flagged it down, before the car stopped where she was. She climbed into the back and told the cab driver to head towards Vespucci Beach.

Once the taxi cab arrive at the parking lot of the beach on Magellan Avenue, she noticed two Los Santos police cop cars parked next to Max's Canis Mesa. Blake immediately climbed out and payed the driver, before she ran towards Max as she watched Lunch getting into the back of the squad car.

"What's going on?" Blake asked, once Max turned her head to face the dark haired teen. "What happened?"

"Lunchables somehow got drunk on the beach, and she cause a riot with the beach goers," Max explained, looking at Lunch, pushing one of the police officers out of her way, drunkenly. "So, one of the store owners called the pigs and now she's going to jail,"

"Don't touch my tittes!" Lunch complained drunkenly.

"Lynnette, get in the car now," one of the police officer commanded as the other one pushed into the backseat .

Once she was in the backseat, the officer closed the door and climbed into the car. Max and Blake immediately walked towards the window to see Lunch kicking her feet against the bars.

"Lunch, you dumbass, you can't get drunk on the beach,"

"But, I'mma fuckin' movie star, B!"

"Hey, I'll call your mother and tell her where you are," Max said.

"Eh, fuck her… I'll be as cool as a… uhhh,"

"Cucumber?" Blake asked.

"No, it somethin' else,"

"Ladies, please step away,"

"Oh wait, it's a beer bottle, not a pickle," Lunch replied, before the police car drove away down the street.

As Blake and Max watched the police cars leaving the parking lot area, the dark haired teen was the first to talk to the shoulder length brown haired girl.

"You're not goin' to call her mother, aren't you?" Blake asked.

"She'll be fine for now,"

"Are you sure? What if something bad happens to her?" Blake asked, while Max walked away from her.

"B, she has been in jail before, once she wakes up, having a hangover in her jail cell, she'll know what to do," Max explained.

"Well, ok, now," Blake said, not so sure about Lunch being in jail.

"You should have been here, earlier, she was flopping her ass down into the sand,"

Blake laughed once she heard what happened earlier with Lunch. If she was her earlier, and saw Lunch like that, she should have been laughing her ass off, but also helping her get back home at the same time.

As Blake and Max walked towards the boardwalk of the beach, they decided to get something to eat while they hanged out. They both gotten themselves hot dogs and also a can of soda. There was a few beach goers who were giving out wolf whistles to the girls as they immediately were disgusted by the older men.

They finally reached a bench as they sat down on it.

"I really needed the day out away from my family, Maxie," Blake said, before getting a bite of her hot dog. "I mean Jimmy was stuck in the house, playing Righteous Slaughter Seven saying swears like a motherfucker. He swears more than me,"

"Yeah, I can tell you need the day out," Max said, before sipping on her lemon lime soda. "You look a little pale than usual,"

"That's my skin tone," Blake explained. "I'm from the Midwest, where everything snows over. I left that life behind to find him,"

"Your dad?"

"Yeah, I posted up a public post that I'm looking for him, and if someone finds him, if will let me know,"

"What's the hashtag?" Max asked.

"Hashtag Finding Carter,"

Blake and Max laughed together.

As the two girls stood up and walked towards a nearby trashcan, they decided to walk all the way down to the end of the boardwalk and then end the day by getting into the water.

As they walked towards the end of the boardwalk, Blake turned around to hear bike pedaling onto the boardwalk. Max did the same thing, before they started to come closer towards them.

Blake squinted her turquoise blue eyes. "What the?"

"Is that your Uncle-" Max said before both girls jumped out of their way, as they landed on the wooden boards, almost scraping their knees.

"Oww," Blake groaned. "The hell is my uncle and Jimmy doin' here?"

Blake stood up as she walked towards Max. She helped her up as she having a hard time getting up. She looked to see that her friend was bleeding already on her left knee.

"Oh, crap," Blake said as she noticed her bleeding knee. She stood on her knees as she pulled out a red bandana from her shoulder bag and wrapped around her knee. "I'm not no doctor, but you should head home as soon as you can,"

"That means that we can't play in the water now," Max whined.

"That's true, Maxie J," Blake said, standing on her feet now. Blake and Max started running towards the end of the boardwalk as they see Michael and Jimmy getting off of their bikes.

"Uncle Michael," Blake said, surprised. "And Jimmy,"

"Hey, Blake, Max," Michael greeted, before looking down at the shoulder length brown hair girl's bleeding knee. "What happened to your knee,"

"You and fatso nearly killed us," Blake explained.

"Hey, don't you dare call your cousin that, Blakesleigh De Santa," Michael said, pointed his finger at her.

"Hey, Dad, since you care about me and Blake so much," Jimmy said walking towards him. "Why don't you stick your ass up Tracey's ass sometimes,"

"Because, Tracey doesn't buy cars that she can't afford and Blake looks up at her like a sister,"

"Actually, I don't, Uncle Michael," Blake admitted, before Michael turned around to face the dark haired teen. "She sorta… acts like a ho, for reals,"

"Yeah, she does, Mr. De Santa," Max agreed with Blake.

Blake looked away from her uncle as she noticed the boat that Tracey could be on. She walked towards the end of the boardwalk as Michael and Jimmy kept on talking about Tracey's 'new job'.

"Maxie J," Blake called her name and then Max looked at her. "I'm so dead after this,"

Blake turned around to face her uncle. "Uncle Michael, she's over on that boat,"

Michael taken off his blue polo shirt and tossed it to Blake.

"This is the reason you agreed to come here is it, you fuck," he asked his son.

"Make that little shit," Blake commented, before watching her Uncle Michael run towards the end of the pier. He jumped into the water as Blake, Max, and Jimmy watched him swim towards the boat.

"Uh, you know Tracey is like going to kill both of us, since we snitch on her," Blake said to Jimmy.

"It doesn't matter, Blake,"

"Yeah, B," Max agreed. "Maybe, Tracey won't get mad at you,"

"If you say so," Blake said walking away. "I want a soda,"

"I want a hot dog," Max agreed as well.

"Me too," Jimmy agreed.

"Go get it your-damn-self!" Blake complained walking away from them.

After having another hot dog, Max had to leave now to make sure that her knee won't be infected. So, she said goodbye to Blake and Jimmy as they waited at the end of the pier for Michael and Tracey's return.

Blake had already place her clothes back on, before she placed her feet into the warm water, as she had her iFruit phone on her left ear. She was talking to Lunch's mother about what happened today on the beach.

"Miss. Boxfield, I didn't know that she was drunk before I arrive, Max and I saw her going into the back of the police car, when it happened… Yes, ma'am… Yes, I will let Max know about this… Ok, goodbye,"

She hanged up the phone and looked back at the screen. "God, what a bitch,"

She placed it back into her shoulder bag.

Blake looked up to see a sea shark coming towards them. It was Michael and Tracey coming back.

Blake's eyes widened. "Oh shit, here comes Miss. Famous,"

"Jimmy! Blake!" Tracey shouted out their names.

Tracey immediately got off of the seashark and ran towards Blake and Jimmy showing this very pissed off attitude to them.

"Look, girl I ain't no snitch!" Blake complained. "I'm just here with my friend, Maxie J,"

Blake immediately moved out of her way, as she looked towards her brother. Blake was stuck in the middle of them, as she was known as the quiet but sweet one in the family.

"Well, I'm going home, I'm getting a cab," Tracey announced.

"Right behind you," Jimmy said.

"I might as well come along too," Blake said, shyly.

"Why don't I just take us all home," Michael suggested.

Blake and Tracey turned around to face Michael.

"You have ruined my life," Tracey said before walking away. Jimmy was right behind her, but Blake on the other hand was stuck in the middle with a choice.

She turned around to face her uncle. She can tell that he was hurt, by that harsh comment.

Either she can end the day of being at the beach or stay by her uncle's side.

She chosen option B.

And besides, she remembered that she had his blue polo shirt.

She walked towards her uncle, still holding onto his blue polo shirt in her hands.

"Uncle Michael, I believe that you did the right thing," Blake said. "Tracey should have known better and I should have came to you, when I heard about it,"

"Don't worry about it, Blake," Michael replied before putting on his blue polo shirt in front of the dark haired teen.

"Hey, your not a bad person or a bad dad or uncle," Blake said that just to cheer him up.

"I hope so,"

"So, since we're out here," Blake started playing with the sand with her toes. "Do you… wanna spend time with me?"

Michael had a smile on his face. "Yeah, of course,"

Blake and Michael walked towards the boardwalk as the warm sand touched their feet and toes. Michael was enjoying his niece's company. Even though his own kids don't pay much attention to him.

They rather care about themselves, instead of having a close relationship, but Blake was somewhat different from them. Michael remembered that this was the same little girl he known through Carter and Macey, who loved to spend time her aunt, uncle, and even her own cousins.

Once the reached the boardwalk on Del Perro Pier, Michael noticed that they were walking towards the roller coasters.

"Fancy a ride on the rollercoaster?" Michael asked his niece while she was eating popcorn. She stopped moving, but she ate her popcorn slowly, looking like she was scared.

"Uh, I don't think so,"

"Are you scared?"

"Sacred?" Blake laughed. "No… I'M PETRIFIED!"

"Come on, Blake, it will be fun," Michael told her, before pulling on her left wrist, dropping her bag of popcorn onto the boardwalk.

After when Michael payed the guy to get on the rollercoaster, they both sat down in the front rows as they sat side by side. Blake held onto the handlebars as she looked around, since her heart was beating fast. She looked at her uncle for a second, until she noticed something as well.

"Are you scared, Uncle Michael,"

"Me scared?" Michael asked. "Of course not,"

"You look like you're gonna shit your pants," Blake laughed, before the ride started moving.

As the ride moved, Michael and Blake held onto the handlebars, until the ride gotten a lot more faster while hearing screams from the people behind them. Blake was having the fun of her life as she enjoyed her first roller coaster ride, but Michael on the other hand was saying swears while the dark haired teen was laughing at him.

She was right.

Her uncle was truly scared.

Once the ride stopped, it almost felt like a lifetime of fun for Blake as she was really excited. Her heart was pumping with adrenaline, while Michael looked a little green and wobbly from the ride. She stood by his side until he gain control of his body once again.

"Again, can we please go again?!" Blake asked, with full of energy.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves," Michael replied, before Blake laughed at him as they walked away from the rollercoaster rides.

After a couple more minutes, Blake and Michael decided to sit down on the warm beach sand until the notice a blue umbrella that looked abandoned. So, they decided to get under it away from the beaming sunlight.

Before they arrive back onto the warm sand, Blake order herself a vanilla ice cream cone which she enjoyed it. For one measly second, she heard her iFruit phone chimed.

Once she read the message, she looked back at her melting ice cream cone, and she noticed that someone has taken a bite from it. She looked at her uncle to see that he had the evidence on his mouth and nose. Blake and Michael laughed, before the dark haired teen shoved the ice cream on his face, making him catch the cone with his hands.

"You know this day has probably become the best day of my life," Blake said, before biting onto the sweet cone of her ice cream.

"Well, it has become a pretty good day so far," Michael said. "I really quite enjoyed myself with you, Blake. I wished we can spend more time together, before everythin' changes,"

"What do you mean?" Blake asked with a full mouth of her ice cream cone. "I'm at the house, most of the time, why are you sayin' that?"

"Forget what I said," Michael said before standing up. "Let's head on home,"

Blake was confused for a second.

What did he mean by 'before everything changes'? Is it before she finds her father? Or was it something else?

Blake wanted a happy ending along with her new life, but the happy ending is far along and away from her. She does believe in second chances and she received it once she was here in Los Santos with her Uncle Michael. But the happy ending to her is finding her real father.

"Alright," Blake stood up as well. She picked up her shoulder bag and follow her Uncle Michael.

Blake was happy that she got to spend time with her uncle and so as Michael as well. They really missed spending more time together, just like how it was for them back in North Yankton, living in a trailer park.

To remind him of how sweet she was to him, she grabbed his right hand and held onto it. He stopped and look down at the dark haired teen's turquoise blue eyes, before he slowly let go of her hand and wrapped his arms around her. He placed a kiss on top of her black hair to show how much he loved his niece no matter what.

So, this chappie turned out to be humorous and adventurous with Blake, Michael, and the others since I had a hard time to think about it.

Blake would have gone with her Uncle Michael to reach to the boat, Tracey was on, but it would cause me more trouble for me to write about that part.

I just did a bonding scene with Blake and Michael, since they have a close family relationship in the past few months.