Kennedy Callaway
"Normally I like a girl I have to chase a little." he started as his eye wondered over her body causing her to smirk "But in your case, I think I can make an exception." she raised a brow. "Sounds like a plan. Don't let me keep you from the waves." she rolled her eyes.
She took a step back sighing “What makes you think you’re not going to have to chase me?” she asked keeping her eyes on him “I may be trashy Nate, but that doesn’t make me easy.” She said honestly, before heading towards the door, she stopped turning back to face him. “By the way, don’t flatter yourself…” she said with a smirk “You not important enough to keep me from the waves.” She said blowing him a kiss before disappearing from the room completely.
She made her way down the hallway, seeing everyone still in the living room. She rolled her eyes at the way Brandy was sitting so close to her brother, Brandy was her friends sure, but she didn’t exactly like the girl, she put up with her because she’d known her since high school and as far as she knew Dahli and her got along fairly well. She walked into the kitchen, feeling up her water bottle, she ruffled Keegan’s hair as she walked by. No one ever asked where Kenna was going, they knew it wasn’t unusual for her to spend several hours surfing, sometimes not coming in until two or three in the morning.
She headed out the front door, grabbing her surfboard from the side of the house. She’d spent thousands of dollars from the money she had inherited from her father, to have a board custom designed and made to fit her body. She followed the path to the beach, it was a perfect day to surf, the waves were just right.
She waxed her surfboard, leaving her things on the beach as she head out to the ocean, that honestly felt more like home to her than anywhere else. She secured the Velcro strap around her ankle before feeling someone grab her wrist rough enough, she knew it’d bruise, not that it was all that hard to bruise her. She turned to see Austen standing their obviously angry with her, she simply smirked making an attempt to pull away, but it was no use.
“What the fuck was that this morning Kenna?” he said in a low angry tone, she shrugged as if she had no idea what he was talking about. “You’re not pushing me away this time.” He said roughly.
“Watch me.” She taunted, she felt him loosen her girp causing her to pull away instinctively, quickly heading out into the ocean .
“Kennedy!” he called after her but his voice was lost in the waves.
Keegan Callaway
“We're joking. He's not gay." He smirked, hiding his irritation with the girl "His eyes have been following me around too much for that." Keegan laughed and shrugged.
“Can’t help it.” He said simply “I like the view.” He said watching her head from the room before getting up from his seat and taking his plate to the kitchen.
He sighed as he sat down on the couch, keeping his eyes on his phone as he text Lilo a few messages giving her the address. He hadn’t seen her besides their occasional conversation on Skype, in about five years. He felt someone ruffle his hair causing him to look up just in time to see Kennedy slip out the door, the same time Dahlia walked back into the room dressed and fresh out of the shower.
"I think that's more clothes than I've seen you wear all your life." he heard Jack say but he looked back down to his phone as if he wasn’t interested in the conversation.
"What can I say? I felt the need to dress up for our guest." he smirked when she said that, but he still kept his eyes on his phone.
“No need to dress up for me. I’d prefer to see you out of your cloths in all honesty.” He said finally glancing up at her, ignoring the presence of her brother who sat right next to her.
Keegan was always forward he didn’t feel the need to dance around obvious things. He stood up, shoving his phone into his pocket. He could feel himself coming down from his high and as much as he wanted to stick around and talk D out of her cloths, he knew his temper would flare up until he took a hit of something, especially with the fact he didn’t really care for Jack.
“I’d love to stay and lounge around like your lazy ass.” He glanced to Jack with a smirk, but I have a bedroom to set up outside.” He said as he headed towards the door, grabbing his backpack.
“Need any help?” Brandy asked hopeful standing up like she already knew what his answer would be.
“No thanks, wouldn’t want you to break a nail.” He said sternly, though still light enough to pass for playful sarcasm.
He pushed the screen door open as he headed outside taking the porch steps two at a time, glancing around, figuring out where to set up his hamak. He walked around the side of the house, spotting two palm trees. He walked over setting his bag down pulling the hamak from it as he tied it between the trees. He grabbed a bottle of pills from his bag pooping a few before hopping up into the hamak, making himself comfortable.
"Normally I like a girl I have to chase a little." he started as his eye wondered over her body causing her to smirk "But in your case, I think I can make an exception." she raised a brow. "Sounds like a plan. Don't let me keep you from the waves." she rolled her eyes.
She took a step back sighing “What makes you think you’re not going to have to chase me?” she asked keeping her eyes on him “I may be trashy Nate, but that doesn’t make me easy.” She said honestly, before heading towards the door, she stopped turning back to face him. “By the way, don’t flatter yourself…” she said with a smirk “You not important enough to keep me from the waves.” She said blowing him a kiss before disappearing from the room completely.
She made her way down the hallway, seeing everyone still in the living room. She rolled her eyes at the way Brandy was sitting so close to her brother, Brandy was her friends sure, but she didn’t exactly like the girl, she put up with her because she’d known her since high school and as far as she knew Dahli and her got along fairly well. She walked into the kitchen, feeling up her water bottle, she ruffled Keegan’s hair as she walked by. No one ever asked where Kenna was going, they knew it wasn’t unusual for her to spend several hours surfing, sometimes not coming in until two or three in the morning.
She headed out the front door, grabbing her surfboard from the side of the house. She’d spent thousands of dollars from the money she had inherited from her father, to have a board custom designed and made to fit her body. She followed the path to the beach, it was a perfect day to surf, the waves were just right.
She waxed her surfboard, leaving her things on the beach as she head out to the ocean, that honestly felt more like home to her than anywhere else. She secured the Velcro strap around her ankle before feeling someone grab her wrist rough enough, she knew it’d bruise, not that it was all that hard to bruise her. She turned to see Austen standing their obviously angry with her, she simply smirked making an attempt to pull away, but it was no use.
“What the fuck was that this morning Kenna?” he said in a low angry tone, she shrugged as if she had no idea what he was talking about. “You’re not pushing me away this time.” He said roughly.
“Watch me.” She taunted, she felt him loosen her girp causing her to pull away instinctively, quickly heading out into the ocean .
“Kennedy!” he called after her but his voice was lost in the waves.
Keegan Callaway
“We're joking. He's not gay." He smirked, hiding his irritation with the girl "His eyes have been following me around too much for that." Keegan laughed and shrugged.
“Can’t help it.” He said simply “I like the view.” He said watching her head from the room before getting up from his seat and taking his plate to the kitchen.
He sighed as he sat down on the couch, keeping his eyes on his phone as he text Lilo a few messages giving her the address. He hadn’t seen her besides their occasional conversation on Skype, in about five years. He felt someone ruffle his hair causing him to look up just in time to see Kennedy slip out the door, the same time Dahlia walked back into the room dressed and fresh out of the shower.
"I think that's more clothes than I've seen you wear all your life." he heard Jack say but he looked back down to his phone as if he wasn’t interested in the conversation.
"What can I say? I felt the need to dress up for our guest." he smirked when she said that, but he still kept his eyes on his phone.
“No need to dress up for me. I’d prefer to see you out of your cloths in all honesty.” He said finally glancing up at her, ignoring the presence of her brother who sat right next to her.
Keegan was always forward he didn’t feel the need to dance around obvious things. He stood up, shoving his phone into his pocket. He could feel himself coming down from his high and as much as he wanted to stick around and talk D out of her cloths, he knew his temper would flare up until he took a hit of something, especially with the fact he didn’t really care for Jack.
“I’d love to stay and lounge around like your lazy ass.” He glanced to Jack with a smirk, but I have a bedroom to set up outside.” He said as he headed towards the door, grabbing his backpack.
“Need any help?” Brandy asked hopeful standing up like she already knew what his answer would be.
“No thanks, wouldn’t want you to break a nail.” He said sternly, though still light enough to pass for playful sarcasm.
He pushed the screen door open as he headed outside taking the porch steps two at a time, glancing around, figuring out where to set up his hamak. He walked around the side of the house, spotting two palm trees. He walked over setting his bag down pulling the hamak from it as he tied it between the trees. He grabbed a bottle of pills from his bag pooping a few before hopping up into the hamak, making himself comfortable.