California Surf

[Jessica Pruitte]

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The ocean spray was far more therapeutic than it had any right being. But then, most things were therapy when a girl decided to skip out on the horrors that were high school and go for a day in the sun. Maybe it was a bit cool to be surfing, but a wetsuit did wonders to keep a body warm and the waves were amazing. It helped, too, that her evening with Fel the night before had been good.

Even if she did have to swear him to secrecy about the wanting/needing a hug thing. No way was she going to give people more ammunition to throw at her. No way was she about to prove that she actually needed/wanted another person around. No way was she about to admit to herself that Felipe had managed to bust past every wall she'd put into place. Ever armored piece she'd lain over herself. All because he'd been in the right place at the right time. He'd seen her weak and she hadn't cared. Not then.

And only a little now.

Popping up on the board, she spread her feet and balanced as the wave carried her towards the shore, the board a vessel upon which the teen felt as though she could actually fly. Like the one guy from the comic books. Kinda chrome looking, if she could remember his name that would have been awesome.

Shifting her weight to turn the board so she could ride the length of the wave, Jess over compensated and tumbled into the water, her board flying out from beneath her feet. The tide's current carried her to shore and deposited her neatly on the sand where Jessica lay staring at the sky, not wondering what had gone wrong, but hoping like hell no one had seen that.

"Just relaxing. That's all." words into the open air before she crawled up and returned to the water for another ride.

[felipe]

By lunch time Jessica still hadn't replied to his text and Felipe friowned slightly as he stared at the phone resting in his hand. Was she ok? He hoped so but she'd been acting oddle last night. Ok, so 'odd' was normal for Jessica and it was part of what he liked so much about her but...

He smiled at the memory of their hug... and smiled even more at the dire threats she'd rained down on him as a result should he dare breathe a word about it to a sould. even, as he recalled her saying, should it be his last dying words.

No, she wasn't ignoring him. He knew that absolutely. She probably just hadn't switched on her phone.

There was one way to find out and he pressed speed dial #3...

He waited to see if she'd answer, walking slowly as he did so towards the main front door of the school. The cafeteria still held too many unwanted memories for him to venture in that direction, preferring instead to eat his lunch outside. Hopefully by the time cold weather arrived he would have beaten his... aversion. He refused to call it a phobia.

"Pegare-o, x, resposta…" he urged beneath his breath... Pick it up...

[Jessica Pruitte]

Jessica's phone rang once then bounced over to voice mail.

"This is Jess. I'm either avoiding your call or I can't get to the phone. Either way if you want me to get back to you leave a message." was followed by the standard, "Press 1 to leave a numerical page, or press 3 to leave a message now."

The phone was in Jess' bag in one of the surf lockers on the beach as she was out in the water, and wouldn't have been able to hear it anyway. The sound of the waves were too loud and hre own adrenaline roared in her ears. This, THIS is what freedom was. What it had been before her parents had caught back up with her and shoved rules down her throat. If she hadn't become attached to the surroundings she would have left.

Then there was the Felipe factor.

Life was so much easier when I didn't talk to anyone.When I didn't have all these complications. Used to be I could just get up and go when things got weird. That obviously wasn't the case anymore. Another wave rolled beneath her as she paddled towards the shore before popping up on her board and riding it, without the tumble this time, until it moved beyond her. A lone girl, on a lone board, laughing in the face of all her troubles.

This time.

[felipe]

Felipe frowned when he heard the voicemail message and opted not to bother leavibng a message. He'd sent a text and so to follow that up with a phone call was bad enough. A voice message smacked of stalking and he was far from one of those. No, if Jessica wanted to speak to him or to meet up she'd get in touch.

He closed down his phone, disappointed to the core and yet still smiling at the brunette as he stepped back to let her go through the door before him. Felipe had to admit he wasn't all that sure where his and Jessica's friendship was at but he'd go with it... for as long as it needed.

He dug out his phone once more and called home, telling his mom he'd be back right after school. It wasn't like he had anywhere else to go, after all and so he might as well spend some time this evening with his family.

... Not that he really liked that idea.

Felipe dropped down beneath a large tree in the main compound and pulled out the lunch his mother had made for him that morning. What was he even doing here? With his life...? So far very little but it was still early days and if Jessica was busy on Sunday he would still meet up with Kian regardless.

Life went on...

Right?

(wrapped I reckon )

[Jessica Pruitte]

(Wrapped is fine. She'll send him a text when she's done with the surf later apologizing for having missed his call and not being at school. She just didn't have the patience to deal with the crowds and sharing a locker. On another note, I love how they're both uncertain in their own ways. And Karen and I were plotting the other day about having a run-in with Raven and Jessica where the boys could see. Also I need to have Jess go nuts on Patch again. So much psycho so little time.)

[felipe]

(you love it - I know LOL! And the Raven/Jessica run-in sounds immense fun! Felipe would love to witness that ;P)