Skip the Waves

Pushing The Waves Away

Hi everyone! This is my first fan fiction and I wrote it for my cousin Alana, MrsLukeyBrooks. I hope you enjoy it and I'd really love some feedback and messages:). I wrote this story all on my own so copyright to me:). I will try to update as much as possible! Follow me on twitter: @dominatorr_ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1   (Alana's POV)   It was a sad sight to see; if you analyzed things ever so closely like I did. The turquoise waves persistently kissed and rushed to the white sand shore line no matter how much they were sent away. Why would the waves keep trying only to be pushed away? Did it really mean that much to the waves just to meet the shore line? What would happen if the waves didn't meet the shore line? Would they ever stop trying? Would the shore line ever openly accept and warmly welcome the waves one day?  It seemed as though these were all significant questions that would apply to my life some day. So why not try to understand them now, through nature.    To be honest, I am concerned with the rocky relationship between the waves and the shore line. But, I am deeply analyzing this situation to distract myself from the events to occur in a few hours. The nerves are getting to me; I'm sweating my perfect little purple satin bridesmaid dress off. My stomach is currently in New York, where I was born and raised. But now, my physical-visible body is in Melbourne, Australia. Why, you may ask? Well, I'm not Finding Nemo or looking to touch the butt. But my Dad has found Gina Brooks, and has touched her butt.

So how have I gotten from the fabulous and stunning New York to the odd and confusing Melbourne? My mother and little brother died in a boating accident two years ago; the ocean swallowed them and our little family fishing boat whole. I haven't been in the ocean ever since. My father took a break from surfing, but eventually paddled out to the ocean again. He said the whole thing about surfing was that you get back on that board no matter what, and keep trying until you're riding a glorious wave. And then he said life worked the same way, and you couldn't let the ocean discourage you, no matter how big it is. I prefer to stay on the safe sand, watching the ocean, wondering if it swallowed anyone else's whole world and life whole. 

I became terribly upset immediately after the accident. I lost all my friends, distancing myself from every person who tried to come close and form a bond. Because that's how everything gets ruined. You become so attached to something or someone, and you don't know how to let it go or move on when it is taken from you. I also didn't talk to my dad much and I failed some classes from the trauma that was going on in my life. And so, my dad decided to take what ever we had left in us, and move to Melbourne. He said the beaches and ocean were different there. They were nicer, more serene, and wouldn't swallow us whole. 

Well the beaches here are far more beautiful and haven't dissapointed or ruined my life yet. My dad became attached to these beaches in Melbourne. He says my mother and little brother are resting peacefully at these beaches. He says my little brother is learning how to ride these waves in Australia, while my mother swims along side of him. It's an amazing picture and thought my father has painted inside my head. But what I actually see out of my own two eyes is a different story...

Don't get me wrong here, now. I'm not always this somber; I'm actually an upbeat, funny, and happy person lately. Ever since my father has found love and life in Gina Brooks and her ...erm ... unusual children Beau, Luke, and Jai. I guess he loves her and her odd sons so much that he has decided to marry her on the beach I am on now. 

There's running footsteps behind me. I whip around and bulge my eyes open, anticipating the next prank the Brooks brothers are about to lock me in. 

"HEY SLUT PURPLE IS FOR HOMOS" Luke says in a screechy, creepy voice.

"I'm sorry to inform you LuLu but your mother has picked the color and the dress out," I smirk as I tug on his purple satin bow tie. I only called him Lulu to remind him he is a girl with a soft side who is obsessed with boy bands and puppies. 

"If I may say Alana you are looking like a lovely little purple gum drop in that dress...that I found smushed under the bottom of my shoe," Beau said in a serious matter until he couldn't hold his face and started to laugh with every fiber in him.

"Alana, don't listen to them, and can you come over here?" Jai said through honest eyes.

I stuck my tongue out at Luke and Beau as I headed towards Jai. He had his hands in his pockets and face focused on the ground. His head perked up when my feet were in his view. 

"I just wanted to ask if you were okay today and just in general with everything going on? I mean you have just recently opened up to me beau and Luke about your mom and little brother and your feelings. I know that was really hard for you and I appreciate you trusting us and confiding in us. It must be hard seeing your dad with another woman and falling in love and everything. But you're okay right?"

"Aw Jai I love you. Thanks so much for caring. I'm fine. I've taught myself to deal with this and accept things. I've only made room in my heart for you and your brothers and mother. That's it. So don't try to leave and I don't know...can you guys just stay for a while? It was hard for me to let you guys in..." as i trailed off, salty waves started to swallow my eyes. Jai held me tight in a hug and Luke and Beau followed. These boys haven't let me down in the year I have known them. They gave me hope.    "Alright then let's go YOLOing before this shit fest" Beau said breaking away from the embrace between the four of us.    "Ah fuck yeah! Let's go running through the streets pretending James and I are getting married. Where the hell is that dick head anyway? And where's Skip?" As Luke said Skip's name my stomach returned to my body from New York and dropped to my feet in Melbourne.    I refused to open up to any other boy other then my father and the Brooks brothers. I even scared away sweet James. But I can't afford  to make room in my heart for another person for it all to be taken away from me perhaps.    But there was something about Skip. The way he smiled with his eyes and laughed at everything and anything. No matter how many times I pushed him away he always came back. Just like the waves and the shore line. He tried to be my friend and comfort me; but I sent him away. He wanted to take me out to dinner for my birthday; but I sent him away. He wanted to make me smile and see me laugh from him; but I sent him away. A part of me feels cruel and cold for doing this...but I have Luke, Jai, and Beau, isn't that enough? I don't need anyone else...right? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------