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fornian soil flashing cameras and

stairs. I follow my security detail as they lead me towards our car, a car that is to be my s

e is here, but like always, I have n

wn destiny but I know better than anyone that it's not true. But I don't vent

it their reaction. Wilson, my personal bodyguard, grunts behind me

e cabinet and popping the cork. I drink straight from the bottle and allow the bu

th no one to spend your money on. Not that I'm here fo

m the back, annoyed by the slow pace we'r

the limo through the speakers, not bothering to lower t

ll my eyes

gne is still on my lips when I spot my stepmom in the passenger's seat of a Bentley

gets bored and leaves just like the rest of them. It's a pattern I've now grown used to, they act nice and all in love then when no one

cted. An entire five years is a very long time but then again these

f some fine bubbles. I'd never be able to marry so ma

to just one. I don't do needy and overcompensating. No strings and commitments is the r

woman and no one else after her. That said woman is eleven years ol

ing heat and has dark brunette hair. She's also wearing black sunglasses that frame her face so well, she's indistinguishable. I don'

diately glance at it. It's Cohen Steele confirming our small reunion later tonight at The White

and I don't have the emotional capability to deal with my d

that'll occupy me the rest of the night so that I'm not bored out

g boutiques and stores for me to pick up

nd. And if they don't have what I'm looking for, we'll just have to ship it. No way in hell will I hav

ble. I slide her my black card and she clears my payment. We complete the transaction and I gather my bags, but out of c

my gaze, her pupils dilate and expand. My eyebrows knit together as

ng, how fortunate it is to be me, "Tell me Clara,

es sweetly and tries to play it cool with a shrug. But fortunately for me, I'm an actor and I read body language better than anyone el

be there?" Clara teases in wh

the counter, "You'd have

more details. She doesn't need them, the details will be trendin

s not even all that hot, but let's go with

he publicity, I grew up around it being a kid actor and all but fucking Christ does it get annoying

. I don't rebel for attention, I rebel to release pent up aggression

to take me to Malibu Beach. I need to hit a wave and relax. Maybe

with my grand and highly anticipated life but it's not all it's put up to be. The routines are

s annoying. I didn't even enjoy my twenty-first birthday because I was far away f

don't think I

other to hit the restroom, I just stand next to the limo and change. Wilson grunts at my nudity and I laugh as people

and starts laughing, I grin and st

ld, Hollywood!" he pulls me

as calling to me," I shrug an

humour and I roll mine. I brush pas

the entertainment industry. Despite all that, the spark of our friendship never died. He doesn't treat me

snorts and takes the board, preparing

need to keep myself busy or else my mi

ow and a strand of his untamed blonde hair

orm turning into a hurricane on my island with an appr

nt to myself with mother nature," I connect the

hen," he refers to the crowd of fellow surfers and

be here at this time, you know that,"

ures and autographs, my walk to the water is just occupied by people who don't know how to mind their own damn b

becomes transparent, the current pushes and I push back. I paddle until my muscles ache and my lungs burn. The weight of the board becomes h

ctric beneath me and I ride it towards the wave that comes barreling down the ocean's

balance, a loud howl of ecstasy escapes

much, it comforts me more than the human touch, it's a place

won't drown. The ocean would never drown me, not the way the people in my

I'll allow it to drown me alive. I was meant to die