Grace's POV
I wake up feeling joyful for the first time. The memories of last night's events come flowing through me when I scan the interior of my new room. Wow. My room is huge. I roll over to check the time, 4:30 am. I barely got any sleep last night, but I feel replenished and energized.
I decide its best if I unpack and get everything set up. I start with my clothes and I organize everything. I put shorts, jeans, and anything pants wise all folded up in the drawers that are installed in my closet. Then I continue with tops and jackets. That leads to anything that's an undergarment. After that, I organize my bikinis, my dresses, skirts, and shoes. Once I have everything organized, I sort through whatever accessories are left over. After everything with my closet is all set up and organized, I tuck my bags and suitcases at the back of my closet.
When I finish with my closet, I sort all of my makeup, body wash, shampoo, etc, in my bathroom. I double check to make sure everything is organized and in order. After that, anything extra that doesn't have a place to go, I sort through.
After I spend a couple hours preparing my room and setting everything up, I go downstairs to grab a bowl of cereal. I think my dad, Thomas, and Logan are still in bed because the kitchen is vacant and so are all the other rooms downstairs. I finish my cereal and decide I should help out with some of the organizing that still needs to be done. I decide to help out with food by putting all the refrigerated food into the refrigerator and the rest of the food in the pantry. After a half an hour of working with food, I hear my dad and Thomas walk down the stairs.
"Good morning," I say to them. "I organized all the food by the way"
"Thank you Grace," my father replies.
"Dad, what am I supposed to do about school?" That question has been haunting me.
"Don't worry about it. I'm taking care of it. In the meantime, I need you to give Thomas your phone. I'm having him set up a plan for you guys and I'm having him change your numbers so your mom can't reach you,"
"Ok," I say willingly, handing Thomas my phone. "Is there anything I can help with?"
"Not right now. I suggest you enjoy your first day here,"
"Ok," I reply as I run upstairs. I can't really go do anything since Thomas has my phone, so I decide to listen to some music for an hour until he gets back.
Wesley's POV
God, I miss her so much.
I keep imagining her beautiful smile in my mind and I keep replaying her adorable laugh. I need to get my mind off of her.
"Keaton?!"
"Yeah?!"
"I'm gonna go surf! Wanna come?!"
"Maybe later. I'm in the middle of a really good song right now"
"Ok"
I grab my board and wetsuit as I run out the door. I surf for about two hours before Keaton comes and joins me. We surf for a while before deciding to head back.
Grace's POV
I think I'll go to the beach, so to prepare I put on a blue Roxy bikini. I put on Hollister shorts and my We Love the Sea Woman's tank from Tilly's. I finish off my outfit by leaving my hair down and natural and slipping on some sandals. I quickly brush my teeth, and when I hear Thomas enter the house, I run downstairs and grab my phone, giving Thomas a kiss on the cheek before running off towards the beach. I make sure I grabbed my earphones before running off into the sand. I text Emily and let her know everything that happened. She replied saying that she was going to come down to Huntington Beach right now. She's really persuasive. I bet she can come and stay for the weekend. I pull out my earphones and listen to music. Of coarse my favorite song comes on, Mmm Yeah by Austin Mahone and Pitbull, and I have to sing along as I watch people surf.
I've spent practically four hours, sitting on the beach, listening to music, when I'm interrupted by two arms rapping around my neck. I swear I'm being kidnapped until I look up and see Emily's face staring down at me. I jump up and hug her.
"Oh my god you actually showed up!" I shout.
"Well once I heard my best friend was living in Huntington I just had to get involved and come down." I'm literally so excited right now. Emily and I sit down and chat for about an hour longer.
We decide to take a walk along the beach. I study the magnificent waves as we walk by, but I'm distracted when an angry seagull tries to attack me, I attempt to run from it when I'm interrupted by running into someone's chest. I instantly feel horrible and embarrassed and I start to blush.
I'm about to apologize when I look up and notice who it is.
"Wes?!" I practically scream.
"Grace?!" Wes shouts as he throws his arms around me. I hug him back and feel the tears run down my face.
But this time, they're tears of joy.
(Hey guys!
I couldn't sleep. So I wrote haha.
Yay!! They're back together.
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My Rescuer (an emblem3/Wesley Stromberg fanfic)
FanficEver felt like you've been trapped in a world you don't want to live in? Grace Corbin is a sixteen-year-old girl who faces abuse from her mother and separation from her father. She lives with her twenty one-year-old brother Thomas and her twelve-yea...