Summer Love
Chapter 2
*Three Months Earlier*
"Ciao, Nonna." I said to my grandmother, as I walked inside the house behind my grandfather.
She smiled at me, and threw her arms around me, enveloping me into a hug.
I still don't understand why my parents are sending me here for the entire summer.
A week, maybe a month, I could understand. But 3 months?!
I just graduated college, I could be using this summer to start searching for a a job based on my major.
Instead, I'm spending the summer with my grandparents who barely even know English.
Don't get me wrong, I love my grandparents to death. But I know I'll get tired of them before I leave.
"Vuoi il pranzo?" says my grandmother, squinting as the California sun flooded the house.
I shook my head, turning her offer down.
"I ate right before I left, and a little bit on the plane." I replied.
My grandmother's face lit up as she understood me, and I was pretty excited myself.
I'm not as fluent in her native Italian language, but I know close to what she does.
However, I prefer speaking English so she herself can start to understand.
"I'm going to go down to the beach." I informed my grandma.
She turned her attention to me, and nodded, "That's fine, sweetie."
She did speak English a lot, but it was pretty broken.
When she speaks for a while, she'd start in English, and gradually make her way to Italian.
It was one of the things I loved about my grandma.
I jogged up the steps, rummaging through my suitcases for a swim suit.
Once I finally found one, I quickly got changed and threw my other clothes over it, before running out the door.
Luckily, the beach was just down the street, so I didn't have to deal with driving around an unknown town and probably getting lost for hours.
As my feet hit the warm sand, I immediately slipped off my black flip flops and held them in my hand as I walked.
I couldn't even get over how blue the ocean was here.
Back home in New York, the beaches weren't nearly as beautiful as here in California.
And by the looks of it, the people were just as beautiful.
The perfectly chiseled bodies of the shirtless guys could make anybody drool.
The tiny hourglass figure that every girl in a bikini had made me want to stay covered up.
I don't fit in here at all, how on Earth can I stay here for three whole months?
"Ooft," I muttered out as I felt a soft, round ball hit my face as I turned forward.
Instantly, I flew backwards, staring at the ceiling as I contained my thoughts.
"Are you okay?" A voice chuckled from right above my head.
I squinted my eyes at the blinding sun as I sat up, blinking away the slight pain I had.
"I'm fine." I replied, to the brunette volleyball player that was beside me.
A smile curved on his lips, and he held a hand to help me up as he himself stood.
I ignored his offer, standing up perfectly fine on my own.
"Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you, and I was sure I knew everyone." the brunette grinned, and I fought the urge to gag.
"I'm here for the summer, then I'm leaving." I answered, turning my back to walk away.
I had a few seconds of silence, before I felt a pair of hands spin me back around.
"Wait, I didn't catch your name?" the brunette asked, and I rolled my eyes.
Typical. Just some other arrogant jerk trying to find somebody to have a "good time" with him.
Well, I hope he understands I'm not an idiot like the other b*mbos he's probably been with.
"Savannah. I've got to go." I said, thumbing over my shoulder.
The brunette nodded, before he himself replyed.
"I'm Ethan." he smirked, and I quickly turned around and walked away.
Mentally, i prayed he wouldn't stop me again. For what reason? I don't know.
It's not like this Ethan guy did anything wrong.
But just the way he looked made me know something was up with him.
I could probably guarentee he was a guy with a wealthy family who got him pretty much anything he pleased.
Well, maybe not guarentee, but I had a feeling.
And usually, they weren't wrong.
Chapter 2 is now up!:D Let me know if you want pictures of the characters and what they look like, I'll happily do that!
Savannah's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=63746699
Chapter 2
*Three Months Earlier*
"Ciao, Nonna." I said to my grandmother, as I walked inside the house behind my grandfather.
She smiled at me, and threw her arms around me, enveloping me into a hug.
I still don't understand why my parents are sending me here for the entire summer.
A week, maybe a month, I could understand. But 3 months?!
I just graduated college, I could be using this summer to start searching for a a job based on my major.
Instead, I'm spending the summer with my grandparents who barely even know English.
Don't get me wrong, I love my grandparents to death. But I know I'll get tired of them before I leave.
"Vuoi il pranzo?" says my grandmother, squinting as the California sun flooded the house.
I shook my head, turning her offer down.
"I ate right before I left, and a little bit on the plane." I replied.
My grandmother's face lit up as she understood me, and I was pretty excited myself.
I'm not as fluent in her native Italian language, but I know close to what she does.
However, I prefer speaking English so she herself can start to understand.
"I'm going to go down to the beach." I informed my grandma.
She turned her attention to me, and nodded, "That's fine, sweetie."
She did speak English a lot, but it was pretty broken.
When she speaks for a while, she'd start in English, and gradually make her way to Italian.
It was one of the things I loved about my grandma.
I jogged up the steps, rummaging through my suitcases for a swim suit.
Once I finally found one, I quickly got changed and threw my other clothes over it, before running out the door.
Luckily, the beach was just down the street, so I didn't have to deal with driving around an unknown town and probably getting lost for hours.
As my feet hit the warm sand, I immediately slipped off my black flip flops and held them in my hand as I walked.
I couldn't even get over how blue the ocean was here.
Back home in New York, the beaches weren't nearly as beautiful as here in California.
And by the looks of it, the people were just as beautiful.
The perfectly chiseled bodies of the shirtless guys could make anybody drool.
The tiny hourglass figure that every girl in a bikini had made me want to stay covered up.
I don't fit in here at all, how on Earth can I stay here for three whole months?
"Ooft," I muttered out as I felt a soft, round ball hit my face as I turned forward.
Instantly, I flew backwards, staring at the ceiling as I contained my thoughts.
"Are you okay?" A voice chuckled from right above my head.
I squinted my eyes at the blinding sun as I sat up, blinking away the slight pain I had.
"I'm fine." I replied, to the brunette volleyball player that was beside me.
A smile curved on his lips, and he held a hand to help me up as he himself stood.
I ignored his offer, standing up perfectly fine on my own.
"Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you, and I was sure I knew everyone." the brunette grinned, and I fought the urge to gag.
"I'm here for the summer, then I'm leaving." I answered, turning my back to walk away.
I had a few seconds of silence, before I felt a pair of hands spin me back around.
"Wait, I didn't catch your name?" the brunette asked, and I rolled my eyes.
Typical. Just some other arrogant jerk trying to find somebody to have a "good time" with him.
Well, I hope he understands I'm not an idiot like the other b*mbos he's probably been with.
"Savannah. I've got to go." I said, thumbing over my shoulder.
The brunette nodded, before he himself replyed.
"I'm Ethan." he smirked, and I quickly turned around and walked away.
Mentally, i prayed he wouldn't stop me again. For what reason? I don't know.
It's not like this Ethan guy did anything wrong.
But just the way he looked made me know something was up with him.
I could probably guarentee he was a guy with a wealthy family who got him pretty much anything he pleased.
Well, maybe not guarentee, but I had a feeling.
And usually, they weren't wrong.
Chapter 2 is now up!:D Let me know if you want pictures of the characters and what they look like, I'll happily do that!
Savannah's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=63746699
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