California

Chapter 1

Jessie’s POV
"Goodbye, New Jersey! Helloooo, California!" I squealed, stepping off of the plane and slipping my sunglasses over my eyes. I handed my suitcases to the porter person thing, and crawled into the limo, followed by my brother, Nathan, and my mother, Jeanne. Nathan was tanned, and muscular. He was 17, a year older than I was. He had short, honey blonde hair and blue eyes. My mother had dark brown hair, tan skin, and a petite frame. I, Jessie Wilson, had long, wavy blonde hair that I usually either straightened or curled, tanned skin, and blue eyes. I originally had brown hair, but I dyed it blonde when I was 13.
I rolled down the tinted window with the driver’s permission and shut my eyes, letting the warm, June air engulf me. I sighed and sat back in my seat, a huge smile painted on my lips. I stared out the window, taking in the palm trees, hot guys, hotels, crystal clear water, and white beaches. Oh, I just wanted to tan!
I squealed with excitement and raced out of the limo and up to the ENOURMOUS house with my brother. It wasn’t ours, of course. It was our uncle’s – my mom’s brother. Taped on the door was a vibrant, yellow sticky note with my uncle’s distressed handwriting scrawled on it. It read, “be back at two. Key is under the mat. Make yourselves at home. See you soon!” I grinned, ripped the note off of the door and took the key from Nathan’s grasp and burst through the door. Last time I was in this house, I was ten. I knew it was big, but I didn’t remember it being this amazing! I gaped at everything: the giant chandelier, grand staircase, large foyer, living room, kitchen, and everything in between. Before, I knew it, I pushed Nathan out of the way and sprinted up the staircase. “Hey, no fair!” He protested, trailing just a few feet behind me. I dashed to one of the three master bedrooms.
"VICTORY!” I shouted, sinking into the large, king – sized bed.
“Ugh! No fair, Jess!” I stuck my tongue out at him and watched him reluctantly sulk back to one of the other rooms. I giggled and skipped into the master bathroom, leaning against the marble counter. That was when I remembered we had completely forgotten the bags. I swore under my breath and sprinted down the hall, down the stairs, and out the door to grab all of my bags.
By the time I finished unpacking, it was 1 P.M. I decided to go down to the beach for a little. I asked Nathan if he wanted to come, but he decided to stay home and help mom with something – I don’t even know what. I went up to my room and slipped into a pink and white striped bikini, and put on a pair of denim shorts over it. I threw my hair into a messy bun and put my sunglasses on.
My feet sunk into the soft, pure sand. I smiled to myself as I observed a group of highly attractive guys playing volleyball. Boy, oh boy, did I love California! “Oops,” I muttered when my phone slipped out of my hand, falling to what I hoped wasn’t its death in the sand. I bent over to pick it up, and a volleyball landed on my head! I fell back on my butt, a few swears escaping my lips.
"Oh, God! I’m so sorry. Are you alright?” One of the boys from the volleyball game jogged over to me, helping me off the ground. Normally, I would go off on him. But he was way too cute.
“Yeah, I’m fine." I responded flatly, and began to walk off.
"Hey!” I spun on my heel to look at him. “You leaving so soon?” br /> “I don’t even know your name, boy!” I laughed.
“I’m Ryan Karr. And you are?”
“Jessie Wilson.”
“Cute. Well, now that we know each other, you gonna stay or what?” I laughed and walked over to Ryan and his friends. He introduced me to everyone, but they weren’t nearly as attractive as he was. None of them really caught my eye.



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