Surfer Girl and The Bad Boy

I hope you will enjoy it~ It's my first time ever writing a stroy and I guess my style isn't really that good.

erm.. *UNEDITED TILL I FINISH THE WHOLE ENTIRE BOOK WHICH IS I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG*.

Prologue

Goodbye.

Do you know how hard it is to leave the place you loved? And it was just because of your dad's job. If only he wasn't a lawyer. If only one of my brothers need not go to college. If only your parents didn't want a change of scenery.

If only...

Well, that's just a wish - a hope. Obviously they didn't bother about what I think.

There were shouts downstairs as my dad commanded the workers on how to move our furniture and stuffs. One more hour. That's right, I've been counting down.

At least I managed to meet my friends last night and we stayed up till 4am just chatting, hugging and of course they were tears spilled.

My two bestfriends. Michel and Alexia. Joined to the hip, since birth, got into the same sport together because of Michel's family job and got into trouble together.

Surfing was my escape. It was the only thing I continued on. Those ballet classes my mum sent me to when I was young was just nonsence, I got kicked out the next week and I can definitely say I did not regret getting kicked out.

Making a 50-year-old called 'Madam LuLu' angry was extremely funny, I wish we had Vine or something at that time. To think, I can't believe the other students liked her.

Surfing was otherwise. Since Michel's dad owns the most popular surfing shop in town, we got to have lots of privileges. For one in particular, we got surfing lessons for free.

Once, my dad found out I was taking surfing lessons in secret, furthermore free ones, he almost exploded. However, my mum managed to talk him into letting me continue surfing as she thought that it was the only thing that I will ever enjoy - which is completely true.

My dad agreed, however he decided to pay instead of getting lessons for free - said something about showing courtesy.

But at the same time, that's how my parents became close friends with Michel and Alexia's parents. They treated my bestfriends like their own children, at the same time, Michel and Alexia's parents did the same.

Our relationship with each other was closer than I can even describe.

However, my dad suddenly got a year-long case thus, making us move. It is weird though, they said my dad was from Los Angeles while my mum was from England, giving us the slight accent. We live in Hawaii, Honolulu. I guess they want something new, but now they want a new change of scenery.

Completely weird. Maybe it's because it's already been 20 over years when they lived in Honolulu.

I got back to reality as I heard another shout, this time, it was Aklon. He was screaming downstairs. Hmm... They must be causing trouble like the hooligans they are.

I heaved a short sigh and got up from my bed and went towards the balcony. My room was at the highest floor of the house and I got the best view of the ocean too. I have never slept without the salty scent coming from the sea before, I really don't know how I'm going to survive at the new place.

My dad said we were going back to the place he once lived, which is Los Angeles. Cross my fingers, I hope we get to live near a beach.

The wind caressed on my face lightly, making me hair flutter slightly. I let out a shaky breath and shook my hea, trying to erase the memories from this palce then, walked back into my room to get ready.

By the time I showered finish, there was only half and hour left before the...

I quickly walked towards the box where I had placed all my clothes in. I decided to take the ones on top as I was too lazy to even bother.

It was a white muscle tee which said 'Hipster' on it and a pair of maroon leather short shorts.

I dried my hair with a blow dryer and decided to let it down as my brown hair gives natural waves.

I put on some simple eyeliner before slipping on my white low-cut sneakers and took the box of clothes and my pennyboard, then went down to meet my family.

"Hey sweets, get ready to go? The workers will take everything from your room later on," my dad said while giving me a kiss on my forehead.

"Yep. Leggo...yay..." I mumbled.

Thankfully, no one caught my lame enthusiasm and walked towards the door, while I followed suit. Everyone piled into the family's black range rover and drove to the airport.

I caught a last glance of the ocean before turning back to listening to my brothers' conversation. I held back the unshed tears and placed a fake smile on my face. Still, my heart felt like lead.

hey heyyyy... i guess i am writing the next chapter tomorrow. idk lol byeee~