Crashing into new waves - a Wesley Stromberg/Emblem3 fanfic

Chapter 2 - This is Huntington Beach

After a few hours of showing the city, my brother had to leave to pick up his wife and kid. Since it's a beautiful weather outside I thought not to waste my time inside so I went to hang out on the beach. I've been sitting here for quite a while now, I cannot believe how refreshing it feels.

I close my eyes and listen to the waves. It's pretty peaceful out here. It's so warm but the breeze coming from the sea cools me off just perfectly. Oh I really don't want to get up from this spot,  like ever. Can I just sit here for the rest of my life and forget the world? Meh... Sadly it's not possible. I glance at my surroundings once again, on the left there appears to be a public beach since there's a lot of people unlike here. It's maybe one kilometer away, maybe I should check it out? Yeah, lets explore.

I slowly get up and straighten my clothes. I close my eyes, the feeling of my toes sinking in the warm sand reminds me of the days when I was a kid. Life was so much easier back then...

I follow the coast line to the public beach, I keep my gaze in my toes as I walk. I cannot help not to be mesmerized by the sand. At the public beach, I eventually lift up my head only to notice some guys nudging each other and pointing at me. Oh dear here we go again... Yeah I’m sure they are just about to laugh at me because I definitely don’t fit the criteria of beautiful Californian girls. Awesomeness.

I’m wearing the same clothes from earlier and I’m walking with my high top supras in my hand, I have different leather bracelets on my right wrist, my hair is in a messy state and I’m wearing a snapback backwards. I've always preferred wearing "tomboy clothes" which makes all the pretty girls look at me in disgust. Okay I do like dressing up and be all fancy to big events, clubs etc but I’ve always felt more comfortable in tomboy clothes, you can actually breathe in them when they are not cutting off your circulation for being too tight.

Luckily I don’t really care what other people think nowadays. I did before but partly because I wasn't comfortable in my skin as I was overweight and never that pretty. Don't get me wrong, I still had friends and I've also had a few guys in my life, some for longer and some for shorter times but they never made me feel good about myself. I've always felt like they used me for their own physical needs, but then again that's my own fault since I let them.

My biggest insecurity was my weight but one day I got fed up thinking about it and I got myself in shape. It didn’t happen fast but I got where I felt good about myself and then I realized I didn’t care anymore what other people thought about me. But after I lost all the weight, guys started noticing me. It's uncomfortable since that shows they are only interested in my body, not the real me. Therefore I try to avoid guys who are just hitting on you just to boost their self-esteem. The guys who were pointing at me are now approaching, great. Let just hope they don't fall in the that category.

“Hey babe where are you going? Why don’t you come and take a swim with us?” The other guy smirks at me.

I roll my eyes. Awesome. Seems they are after the one-night-stand and not making fun of me, I think I'd have preferred the latter one. I glance at them and my eyes widen slightly as my heart beat accelerates. Wow they are actually really really reeeally good-looking, and those muscles... Can someone pass me the whipped cream? I wouldn't mind licking it off from them.

I groan to myself. What the hell is wrong with you woman?! Perv much? I immediately brush my ludicrous thoughts away, don't be an idiot Melina. Bury those hormones deep down immediately. My brother warned that the guys here are quite the players and they use girls shamelessly. That is exactly the kind of people I dislike and I'm definitely not going to be around these two no matter how ridiculously handsome they are.

“Thanks but no thanks.” I snort without stopping. 

The guys don’t seem to accept a no for an answer as they run after me. I stop in annoyance. They begin to smirk and one guy nudges the other with his elbow when I turn to face them. I roll my eyes at their obvious cockiness. They must be thinking I changed my mind. Oh buddy boy you are so wrong.