Live Life with LOVE

here's chapter 2:)

"Hey man what's up?" I ask as I kick sand onto Jake's chest as he lies on the sand with his eyes closed.

I take my time to scan his body over. Blond hair,firm chest and a perfect set of abs . Add on golden brown skin well tanned from hours of surfing and playing beach soccer with his friends. Thin mascular legs well seasoned from running with me every weekend. Then I heard someone clear their throat.

"Liking what you see eh Mitch?" said a smug voice.

"Nope,you could work out a tad bit more!" I say as I step on his abs. "Get your ass up and lets surf!" I take off towards the water as it shouts ny name. Well,kinda... I put my surf board into the water and paddle out a little. I look back and see Jake trailing just a couple of meters behind me. I feel it. I feel the water speaking to me. Feel the water rising just the tiniest bit. I feel the wave coming to me. I paddle out a bitore and prop myself up on my board. Let's surf! The wave comes at me like it always does,waiting for me to get up on my board. I stand up and lean forward slightly as this wave rises. Manoeuvring my board,I coax the wave into an arc that goes over my head. I bend low and sail right through this water hole around me, a big grin stretched across my face. When the wonderful wave subsides,I look back and see Jake smiling proudly at me like I've won the gold medal. His electric blue eyes sparkling with joy.

"Your turn boy!" I shout at him.

His eyes light up as he sees a rise in the water far off in the distance. I watch as his strong arms push the water around him,propelling him forward. I close my eyes and thibk of all the times he wrapped those arms around me,making me feel safe and protected from the world. I open them,in times to see Jake trying to stand on his board but failing. He ended up falling face down into the water. Two seconds later,he broke through the surface of the water and started cussing his board. I burst into a laughing fit and the others who were out on the water stared at me. Who cares hah! It's a one-in-a-million chance to see a display of his stupidity! We spent the next 3 hours braving the waves and making a complete fool out of ourselves. When we got back to the shore,we threw our boards onto the soft sand and got towels from a booth. Laying them down,I dropped down onto one if them,with Jake next to me. People here know that Jake and I aren't in any sort of relationship so everyone just said hi and walked off.

"Mitch? I miss joeyee..." Jake randomly said. Joeyee was his golden retriever who died last year.

"I know Jake,so do I,but what's with your randomness?" I turned my face to look at his.

"Dunno,just like to hear your voice,Oreo." he gave a nervous chuckle. Jake had given me this nickname when I was about 12 years old and loved wearing black white shorts and tops.

"Really?" I said as I put my head on his arm. He turned to look at me and smiled. "That just means I've got a nice voice then? Thanks!" I lay there thinking through what he just said. It's cheesy...I thought...maybe he likes me. No. That's not possible. We've been friends for so long. If he did,he would have told me. We kept no secrets from each other at all. He had told me about all his girl problems and when he needed advice,he came to me. When he broke up and was feeling down,he came to me. When he got a new girl,he came to me to tell me the good news. Don't get him wrong though,he is NOT a player. I look up at him so see his eyes closed and his lips slightly parted,breathing steadily as he drifted around in carefree sleep. His now slightly damp hair falling around his eyes on his forehead. I smiled and reached up to push it a away from his face. A small smirk started to stretch acrosa his face. And I thought he was asleep! Ugh! I smacked him in the middle of his chest and got up from my towel.

"Hey buddy boy,I think im gonna go home kay? See you tomorrow morning."

"Bye love!" he replied. I rolled my eyes and picked my surf board up,heading home. When I got home,I jumped into the shower and rinsed the seawater from my body and hair. I wrapped myself up in a towel and went to my room. I closed the curtain and started to get dress. Shorts and a small white tank top. Pulling the curtains back to reveal a breathtaking view of my second home,the sea. I walked to the kitchen to get a drink before going to do my work.

"Hey mom,what's up?" I asked my mother,who was sitting at the computer table. Meredith Helena Vortez. A beautiful name to match a beautiful mother.My Mom was like me in certain ways. In terms of looks,she was like me. She too,was an avid surfer and was the one who taught Jake and I how to surf. Most of her younger days we're spent competing in surf competitions. She inspired me to want to compete too. Tanned skin and a beautiful body that women her age world die for,her features are soft and fine lines peeking from the corners of her eyes when she smiled,she was the best Mom I could ask for.

"Michelle...I need to talk to you..." she said,a wave of emotions passed through her emerald eyes.

Hey guys!!! It's the second chappie!! How do you like it? Awesome? Horrible? Interesting? Dry? COMMENT!! VOTE!! Enjoy your week:)

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