We'll Find A Way

Chapter One: It's All Coming Back To Me Now

(Cali's P.O.V.)

"So she's driving here?" I asked my father. I was kind of excited to meet the woman who's been making my father so happy over the internet for the past 6 months.

"Yeah. She's here now actually." I looked up and sure enough, a car was just pulling into the driveway. I thought you said she had a son?" I asked before she stepped out of the car.

"He'll be here later, he's driving himself." Oh. Leah was blonde-haired, blue eyed, and a little bit crazy- I supposed she was perfect, then, for my father. It was an all of a sudden decision that they were moving in. I was surprises, but they seemed pretty in love and as long as he was happy, I was happy. Besides, it wasn't really going to affect me was it? The only thing that was asked of me is to share my room with her son for now. I thought he was joking at first. Me, his 17 year old daughter, sharing a room with a boy the same age? I was convinced for about a minute that he was high or something before realizing that he was serious.

So now my room had two beds and thank goodness I never wanted my dad to decorate it. Ha, imagine that! This kid walking into a bedazzled girls bedroom, because that's what it would've been- one because I wouldn't have changed it myself as I got older- two because my dad said if he did it, he would do it once.

"I can't wait until- Oh! Jacob's here!" Leah clapped her hands in excitement. My father looked at her with a huge grin on his face. He's always wanted a son, but my mother died before I was 6 and he never bothered dating after that- until now. His name ran through my mind. He stepped out of the car and my jaw dropped. He met my eyes. He looked as surprised as I felt. Oh, no.

"Jake-" I whispered

***

We were bringing boxes into the house when he said, "Don't worry. I won't take up too much room, I didn't bother bringing a lot of stuff." I didn't answer him because I didn't know what to say. I was worried, but not about that. I was putting a box down when I felt his arms slide around my waist. "It's been a while, little-miss-sunshine." I remembered how he would tell me I was his "sunshine" because I made him so happy. But that was before he had kissed me. Before we'd admitted our feelings for each other. And that meant it had a completely different meaning now. I froze. His brushed his lips against my neck. "What's the matter, hon'? Didn't you miss me at all?"

"Of course, how could I not?" He turned me around in his arms and put his forehead against mine.

"Remember that last night on the beach?"

"As if I could forget." All though I'd been trying to forget it to get over this (now not so) lost love.

"Do you remember what you promised me?" I gulped.

"Yes." It was barely a whisper. He smiled and leaned in but I turned my head. "I can't Jake-" He pulled away.

"I understand." He sat on the edge of his bed. "It's hot."

"Why are you here?"

"My father wanted his house back." He shrugged. "No big deal."

"So that's why you both moved in all of a sudden..." I mused, mostly to myself.

"Your dad didn't tell you?" I shook my head.

"It's HOT," He complained again. "Can we go to the beach? I've been dying to see your little sexy body in a bathing suit." He winked at me. No! Not the beach! I'm not ready to face that last night. yet! I'll lose my self-control.

"I don't want to go to the beach. Let's just go in the pool," I suggested. He shrugged with a smile.

"Whatever. No beach for you and for me it's still a sexy view." I blushed. "Aw look, my sunshines getting hot."

"That doesn't really make sense, you know." He shrugged for the third time today.

"So?" He smiled. "Cali, I've really missed you so much."

"That's mutual," I muttered. "Now get out so I can change."

"I see how it is, I'm gonna have to change in the bathroom if I wanna live here." He smirked.

"There are downsides to everything desirable." His smile was wider this time. It reminded me of the first time he kissed me. He left the room after grabbing a bathing suit out of his bag. 'It's all gonna come back now, Cali, even the feelings', a voice in my head told me.

"That's what I'm afraid of," I whispered into the quiet room. I knew if the feelings came back that I wouldn't be able to deny them.