Chapter 1 – My World

"It's fantastic Gabi, I love it!" I swirled around my chair and faced the beach, "That's what I thought," I said smirking, "Your fans are going to love it! I will send over the edits and the things I want you to look at, does that sound fair?" My fingers curled around the phone in excitement, my stomach curling with the unknown of the next land.

"Marla, it's already perfect. How do you fix it?" I teased, "You have some work to be done," she said pointedly, I laughed, "I know, I know, I'm not perfect. I understand. I'm not the worst though." Marla laughed, not sure how to answer to that comment.

"It was better," she mused, "Good,"

"Alright, I am emailing that over to you right now."

"Thanks Marla," I set down my iPhone and stretched my arms out, a smile crossing my features, that was probably the best editor a writer could have. I stood up; cracking my back as I leaned backwards and then went out to look at the beautiful beach. The water clashing and the sun high in the sky, I couldn't wait to get out on the surf later. The roll of the waves was just calling my name like how the people inside of my head wanted me to continue writing some times. They talked to me.

Turning back around, I gave a look back at my laptop, the ding singling the changes were here. I would probably just go down to the coffee shop and work on them late through the night. I had three weeks to get them back to her but I wanted them done, I wanted the next edits to come through until the book was perfect. This book was going to be so much fun to tour and I cannot wait for people to get their hands on it.

I sat down at my Mac desktop, I scrolled through, a bunch of red and yellow through my perfect words. I shook my head at her lying words that it was better. My eyes glanced towards the clock, a little before ten. I closed the documents and I looked at my office. The pale pink walls and the white furniture suited it well. The back wall was all glass while it over looked the ocean.

One on wall I had a bookshelf full of books that I loved, every one of them I read through the days. Turning to a smaller bookshelf were my books, six books in six years. My seventh would be coming out in three months. I was already working on my eighth, still a work in progress though. My fingers picked up my first novel, a boy who was a major surfer in high school, fell in love with the nerd of the class. Classic love story with minor twists, it was an okay first novel but I picked up plenty of readers through it. Wave Crasher.

My second book, Ballerina Babe, was all about a ballerina who wanted nothing to do with boys, until one came around that she couldn't have…her best friends boyfriend. It made more readers come forward to my books, as it was one of my biggest. The story line was professional and I thought it was better than my first. It had a secret romance in there that made everybody want more, I got inspiration to write a second book about my two character from the amount of letters I got but I didn't do it. I couldn't pull the trigger. The book ended in a nice bow tie and I didn't want to unravel it but I had in a blog, written about a little chapter that I could have thrown in there.

My third book was where it all blew up. Hidden was groundbreaking according to New York Times. Hidden was about a boy who feared his parents, did everything he was told to do and never broke outside of that step. Not once. Then a girl waltzed into the picture, he never talked to this girl but some how he started to change. He began to rebel against his parents, he stayed out late, went out with friends, didn't do as told and it ends up with him in some serious trouble but he asks for help and he gets help. It was honestly one of my favorite books to write because I got to enter a boy's head and wrote all about how a boy can be easily as abused. A quite, calm, easygoing boy doing everything in this small bubble not to disrupt his life that he had built for himself.

Low on Oxygen was my fourth, Gina and her best friend Alyssa made a pact to climb to the top of a few different mountains. During one of their summer climbs before college, they come across two guys, it gets hot and heavy during the whole book. Nothing that would make it not young adult but it was still more intense than some. They have sex in tents; they climb, kiss, and eventually fall in love. It was cute and ended perfectly. My fan population grew and the demand for more books grew.

My fifth book was more about change. A guy moved to a new school, three thousand miles away from his last. He had a life there, star hockey player, plenty of friends and a beautiful girlfriend. When he comes to southern California, he is stunned that they don't have a hockey team for their school and doesn't know what to do with himself until a girl comes along with a hockey t-shirt on and she can't seem to get rid of him and the girl only had on the hockey t-shirt because it was her brothers who died in a car accident recently and she was trying to move on. Starting Over was amazing and people loved talking to me about how they could relate to the girl.

My sixth book, the last one to come out, was probably the most different yet exciting. I wrote about a restaurant owner, whom son helped do a lot of the heavy lifting. They hire a young girl to help them work; she was in her second year of college and the son just graduated from college. He seems off limits until he kisses her, she already has a boyfriend and it becomes a big love affair. Restaurant Affairs.

They were all hits; I was already on the author bestseller a list at only twenty-six as my first book went through during my sophomore year of college. It didn't take long to find an editor, which was nice because people struggle to find editors in the world. They send shit out over and over again getting nothing in return. Marla loved my writing from the beginning; at twenty she saw it all. I had to make a lot of changes on my first book, to make it better and she did it. We spent a lot of time together. What was even better was that she spent time with me as I went to school everyday. She moved her office to me for a while to work with me. That is how bad she wanted everything to work out.

Once the first book was finished and published, I toured an entire summer. I promoted the book and that's how it worked until I was out of school. Once I was out of school I went to Miami, well back to Miami. I didn't want to be in New York but I wanted a city, so I went to Miami, Florida, it was good and fun. I lived in a big house on the beach and I couldn't ask for more. My family was all close by and they all loved my books. It was fun to write for a living and to set my own schedule. Marla had some say in my schedule but I was mainly in control of it all.

Sighing, I set my book down. That shelf was my world since I didn't have any of those romances in real life. I had the occasional hook ups and the few week dating until you knew it wasn't going to work. In my life, I had one serious boyfriend, Mark, he was sweet but he didn't understand my love for writing. He wanted me to get a real job and to be serious about life. He didn't think writing books was practical enough for him to keep dating me.

I wanted to write and honestly, I think it has worked out better for me than it has him. Last I heard, he was struggling to find work and he was living with his parents in California. I on the other hand, lived on my own in a big house, that was already paid off, drove my dream car, and didn't need any help from my parents. I did plenty of school visits and toured around for my books. Plenty of money for just me was coming through. I was not concerned one bit in my life.

I was doing fine.

Being paid to do what you love was easy, too easy honestly. I walked out of my office and flipped off the light. It was the beginning of the summer months; I pulled out a Maxi striped dress with blue and white strips. I switched out my clothes, pulling the dress on. My fingers adjusted the straps, I picked up my scarf and I wrapped it around my neck. Checking my reflection in the mirror I made sure it was okay.

Pushing on a pair of pretty sandals, I let my hair loose and finished my make up I had already started earlier today. I made my bed and shut off my lights before picking up my Coach purse. I slung it over my shoulder; my gold sparkly bag sparkled in the sunlight. Going back into my office, I slipped my MacBook Pro into my bag before I grabbed a few snacks and water. Picking up my phone, it rang for a moment and then I noticed my sister calling me.

A smile appeared on my lips, "What's up?" I asked, I opened up my door and shut it with a click. My key turned to relock it. "Nothing, I was just checking if you were still on for lunch."

I smacked my forehead, "What was that?" she asked, "I forgot!" I complained, "It must have not made it into my calendar. I was going to the coffee shop to edit for a while, I guess I can still make lunch."

"We can move lunch to one, your favorite niece is coming."

I grinned, "Abby is coming?" my three year old niece who adored me, she came over some days and hung out since I lived on the beach and my sister worked at a major law office not too far from my house. Plus Auntie Gabi was her favorite person ever. "Yup,"

"Yay! I am so excited! Bella's right?" I questioned, "Yes, is that going to work for you?"

"Yes! I am excited, I'll see you later alright?"

"Sounds good, love you!"

"Love you too!"

I grinned and hung up, my parents still lived in a modest house in Fort Lauderdale. My sister, Amelia, who was four years older than me had been married for six years and had Abby three years ago. She lived in Fort Lauderdale as well but worked in Miami. Her husband Jason was a firefighter in Fort Lauderdale. When he worked crazy schedules, Abby came over here a lot, sometimes Amelia would stay too, and I sighed, as she hadn't done that in a while. I loved having my big sister around like old times. We would lay and watch movies, talk about how stupid boys were, and laugh with Abby because she was a big dork.

I also had an older brother, he was only two years older than me, and Tanner, and he lived in an apartment in Miami. He had just gotten married last year to his best friend, Casey, they were lovebirds and I could see a baby anytime from them. We were a close family of five, lots of family dinners and we were always together. I was the baby and was always treated like the baby.

My mom worried about me more and she was always trying to help me out. I tipped my sunglasses as I walked on the sidewalks, runners moving around me. My mom was a retired teacher while my dad still sold insurance as he just didn't want to give him his senior position and the amount of money he had coming in. So he still worked at sixty-one. He loved working so my mom let him. My dad was somebody who loved to be out and about. Work in the morning and hang out in the afternoon on the golf course.

My mom was fifty-nine, retired early and loved just lying by the beach or doing social things, I loved them both and enjoyed how healthy they were. When I got to the local coffee shop, not a Starbucks as it was too busy but another where I sat in my normal corner and did my work. I was known by name and I had my corner so nobody could see what I was working on because I was working on a spunky trilogy.

My trilogy was top secret right now. They knew the first book was coming but they had no idea that there was going to be three of them.

It had my stomach in a twist, as I was excited. It was a step up for me. My lead characters, Chase and Rebecca meet, senior year of high school. They have to get over that they go to rival schools and are both big shots. Dating one another will kill. She was the star softball player and he was a baseball player. They were both meant to be but the schools come into play.

Each school play pranks on them and it causes serious harm to both main stars. Things begin to get out of hand as they fall more in love, meeting out in secret. Only parents know about this relationship. If anybody from either school found out hell would all break out? Chase would no longer be accepted in the building and Rebecca would be bullied by everybody for trading sides. It was a horrible school that was very serious about their relationship.

Chewing on my lip, I smiled, the book leaves off with Chase telling Becca that he loves her in a weird way, trying to tell her something as he feels an urge to say it to her but as the words leave his mouth, their car crashes, or Rebecca's car crashes face to face with another car. Chase on the phone with her knew something had happened as the collision was hard, it ends with him calling out her name and the second book begins three years ahead of time, with no Chase in the picture.

She was in college, he was a big baseball star in College and they don't cross paths until later. He spots her as he was visiting a campus, she notices him and still doesn't remember him at all.

A smile flickered over my face and I giggled with excitement. Standing in line, I walked up to the counter and the girl smiled, "How can I help you this afternoon Ms. Montez?"

"Mmm, give me my number two please," she smiled as she rang it up; the manager came over to visit for a moment while I paid. "How is the new booking coming along?"

"You'll see," I mused towards him, "Really…I'll see? I provide you a place to work every Wednesday!"

"Yea, yea and you are always one of the people I dedicate my books too." He smiled and then he gave me my large coffee on ice and a side of cake bread. Grinning, I went over to my spot and I always came on Wednesdays but sometimes I came on other days. Today was a Friday and I was excited.

As I set up my working station, I plugged in my laptop before hooking it into the wall. I began to look over Marla's notes and everything she wanted me to change or revise. Sipping on my drink, I plugged in my headphones and listened to music as I went. Giving a small smile at a comment she made, I began my revisions on the first chapter.

It went slow and I ran out of my drink mid way through the chapter. My brain rethinking how it would all fit. Sighing, I unplugged my headphones seeing I had an hour left until I was due to meet my sister. I got a new drink from the counter and then I went for a fury of work, my first chapter always seemed rough in the twenty chapters, almost four hundred-page books.

My back leaned back, frustration blowing through me. I always hated this part. I wish I could hire somebody to think with me and to know what I want exactly for revisions. Sucking on my lip, I gave a glance around the half full coffee shop, people talking and waiting in line. Some strolling in with bikinis on and beach volleyballs, others were in suits as they were having a lunch break on Friday.

The beaches were going to be overpopulated this week and at high tide, you could see me ripping the waves apart. It was a stress release on some days. After scrolling through the first chapter again, looking at Marla's notes, I closed my eyes and reached to shut my laptop when a cold drink landed right in my lap. I screeched and my headphones jerked out.

My eyes looked up and a male, holding a basketball had a shocked face. His hand still in the form of a cup, I let my lips tighten and I looked at my Mac. It seemed to have miss most of the damage. "You could have ruin my laptop," I jerked my laptop away and put it back in my bag, "Sorry?" he questioned, he then grabbed napkins and he began to give them too me.

"I am seriously sorry, my friend shoved me and I didn't want to drop my basketball so I let go of my drink, I shouldn't have," he began to mumbled and I pushed him away. "Just stop okay? Now I have to go meet my sister with coffee all over me,"

"I'll buy you a new dress," he offered, I shook my head as I grabbed my bag and shoved it over my shoulder before picking up my coffee, "Wait!" he called out, he was scribbling something down and he ran over, I finally looked at him for real. He had short brown hair, his eyes were a blue you couldn't even write about, and his was at least a foot taller than me. My stomach twisted from his shoulders that were built and his body that amazed me.

"Take my number just in case, I'm sorry about all of that, really sorry." He mused, his apologies noted but not seriously taken yet. "If you need me to buy you a new dress or something, just let me know, call me," he ended with, my lips gave a tight look and I shook my head. "Whatever," I then pushed out of the coffee shop. I shoved his number down into my bag and I blew off steam but walking quickly down the boulevard.

When I got to Bella's two minutes past two, a big stain on my dress, I looked to see Amelia and Abby sitting at a table, she was giving Abby lunch. When Abby pointed at me Amelia waved but then I guess she saw my appearance. Her smiled faded, she told Abby to sit still and then she came over to me, "Hey, what's wrong?" I sucked my lip in and bit down on my teeth. "Some fucking ass jerk spilled his coffee on me, my dress is completely ruined, and my edits did not go well."

"So maybe today isn't the day to edit,"

"It has to be done in three weeks!" I exploded, Amelia then looked at Abby, "Come have some lunch, cool down, and then see if you can find some serious waves out there later. Today isn't the day but I bet your pretty little mind will be back to perfect Gabi like mind tomorrow."

"I have to go with Tanner to birthday shop for Casey because he is clueless." I muttered, "I guess I need to get a new dress and,"

"Hey, girl, slow down," she touched my hand and I looked at her, she gave me a faint smile and I crawled over into her lap. She wrapped me in her arms, "I think you need some chill time,"

"I think I need some Abby and Amelia time," I told her, she sighed, "I wish but I have a case I am working on."

"Then can I have my Abby for the night?" I begged, Abby looked at Amelia and Amelia took in the two adorable faces, "Fine! She can go back with you but as long as you tell me what happened out there at the coffee place."

"Alright, well, I was finishing up work and I was shutting my laptop when this guys coffee fell right into my lap. It took me a lot not to yell and when he looked at me he was shocked. So I guess it was an accident, he was pretty cute," I mused as I thought of his body all over again, his beautiful eyes, if I hadn't already described Chases eyes as green, his eyes would be that beautiful blue.

"Cute? I don't think you have said that about a boy in a long time unless it was your characters." Amelia said laughing, I gave her a look and she grinned, "Please come over tonight." I begged, "Gabi, I have to work," she protested, "So you are going to work in a quiet house? Come on, you can use my office!" Amelia groaned, "I hate you," she grumbled, Abby giggled and I gave her a high five.

Our lunches came and Amelia smiled, "Just because you are so close to the end of your book, I wanted to give you a little something." She handed me a card and I gave her a look, "My book isn't even close to finished yet,"

"It's close enough! You are editing!"

"The first round!"

"It comes out in three months!"

"Why are you giving me this?"

Abby began to laugh at our exchange, "Just open it God damn it!" Amelia said laughing, I gave her a look before I slid my finger underneath of it. I pulled out a card, "For all of your hard work," I read aloud, I then opened the card to see a sonogram fall out. I covered my mouth with surprise and tears flooded my eyes. "You're pregnant?" I asked looking at her, she nodded her head, I began to cry and she began to cry as we hugged each other.

"Ahh! I am so excited!" I cheered as I wiped underneath my eyes, Amelia laughed, "You are the first to know of the family. I am telling the rest of them at dinner on Saturday."

I hugged her tight to me, "I'm so excited."

"Me too, Jason was pretty stoked when he found out too."

"How long have you been hiding this from me?" I asked her, "Four weeks," she blurted, my eyes grew, "How long? Amelia!"

"I wanted to get close to the end of the first trimester, Jason has only known for three and Abby only knew right now,"

Abby was looking at Amelia; she didn't understand what exactly was going on. "Amelia, mommy is going to have a baby. You are going to have a baby brother or sister in December."

Abby looked at Amelia and her eyes looked her up and down. "Baby?" she asked, her cheeks turning red. Amelia nodded, "Yup, you are going to be the big sister,"

Abby squealed before hugging Amelia, Amelia laughed, as she didn't think she would understand. I hugged on the group too, our hug growing deeper as we all thought about the baby that would be here soon enough.

Coming back into my house, I dropped my purse in my office, pulling my laptop out. I set it up and I looked at what I had gotten done, which wasn't much. Running my fingers through my hair I went into the bathroom to pull on my swimsuit and surfing top before I grabbed my board.

I surfed all through high school, went to state once on these Miami waves. They weren't the best most of the time but they got pretty good, nothing like surfing in Hawaii when I went with my siblings a few years ago. Surfing was just one of my favorite things to do and I will never let go of that.

My phone rang as I began to step out of the door, I moaned turning back around to answer it. Tanner's name flashing, rolling my eyes I picked it up. "You better hurry, its high tide,"

"Are we still on for tomorrow?" he asked, his voice murmuring together, "Yea, we are…" I questioned, "Good because I don't want to screw this up."

"Alright, well your other sister is coming over to my house tonight if you want to come hang out since I know Casey is out of town for work."

"I might take you up on that offer, are you serving dinner?"

"Pizza, who do you think I am?"

"A single women."

"Shit, I could get better from our parents."

"I know you could, now I will call you later. Bye,"

"Bye,"

Hanging up, I went out to the front of the ocean. I glanced at my house and I smiled, I jumped into the water, the waves were lower than I would have liked but it was going to have to take all of my stress away. I ripped the waves around a while, most of the parents and teenagers going home for the night, burnt to a crisp. The vacationers sticking around longer to get more sun time before departing to some ungodly state where it snows.

I can't handle snow, mostly why I tour during the summer. I can't do it. There is something about it that I just can't do, the further south I am, the happier I am. It's just basically how my life works.

After collapsing on my twelfth wave, I called it quits paddling back to the shore. Abby and Amelia were sitting on the beach, watching me. Amelia grinned and gave thumbs up. Abby giggled and ran into the ocean to walk in with me. "What's up little fish?"

"Nothing Auntie Gabi!"

We walked back to Amelia who looked good, she smiled and I helped her stand up. "I think our brother is coming over."

"Yea, he called seeing if I could get you to do better than pizza," she said with a smile, "I don't cook, my life style is revolved around wine and pizza."

"Such a healthy life style."

"Did you see what I just did? I do that six times a week twice a day,"

"True and you run on the beach,"

"I do indeed."

"But still, you should eat a more balanced meal."

"Oh can we save the lecture talk for another day please?" I asked sending her a glance, "I am a single twenty six year old, famous author at that," I gave her a look, "So how about we all just be happy?"

"Be happy? You are boring me to death! I had a kid at twenty six and you aren't even married, not even a serious boyfriend."

"I'm not looking,"

"So are you going to stay single forever?"

"Why not? It's an easier life," I stopped on my back porch, stripping off my top and wrapping a towel around me before slipping my bikini off. Amelia hung them over the side of my deck before we all went inside. "I'll be out in a few minutes, figure out dinner," I yelled, shutting the door, I turned up my music and then stepped into the cool shower.

Washing out all of the salt water from my hair, I yawned and I thought about the guy from earlier. He ruined my dress and I couldn't understand why I had an obsession about him.

It made my heart swim.

Shaking my head, I laced another towel around me before going to my room. I pulled on a pair of yoga pants with a V-neck blue shirt. Taking a deep yawn through my body, I pulled my hair back and pushed a headband through.

I went back out to see Amelia calling in some restaurant; I grabbed a wine glass since she was pregnant and then juice for Abby. Pouring them both into glasses, I gave her the one with juice and sat down next to her. She giggled and I smiled before sipping mine. Amelia turned around and her eyes grew. It took a lot of control for me not to laugh as she slammed down the phone before yanking it away.

"God Damn it, Gabi, what the," she smelled it and I busted into laughter. I covered my mouth as she glared at me, "You are, oh my god you are unbelievable," I rolled with laughter as I gave Abby a high five as Amelia gave it back to her. The door opened and Tanner strolled through, "Hi big sis, little sis, favorite niece,"

"YOU COULD HAVE ANOTHER!" I busted with pride, Amelia gave me a look and I giggled, "You are pregnant?" Tanner asked looking at me, I shook my head as I took another sip of wine and he turned to Amelia, "Are you pregnant?"

"Are you?" she asked pointed, I laughed and Josh hugged Amelia, "Congrats big sis!"

"Thanks, I was going to tell you tomorrow but apparently, our sister had other plans," I shrugged and leaned back, "You can tell him when I get pregnant with my second child."

"I'll be lucky if I can get one child out of you," she said looking at me, I rolled my eyes, "Why do I have to date and get married, why must I do all of the bullshit since it never works,"

"Don't say bullshit in front of my daughter and then how can you write about it if you don't believe in it?" she asked me, Tanner nodded with agreement as he took a beer out of my fridge. "Because, it's all a work of art and things I have seen. Apparently it's not the road for me."

"You haven't tried," Amelia, said with a huff, "If you would just try then maybe you can say, you have had one serious boyfriend."

"Cool and he was a douche."

"Don't say that either!"

I shrugged and looked at Abby, "Just don't say anything I say okay?"

Amelia moaned, "Tanner, can you please knock sense into her?"

Tanner laughed, "I don't want her to get married to some douche,"

"Would you two stop cussing in front of my daughter?" Amelia asked, Abby giggled with each word we spoke. "I don't want to see my little sister get her heartbroken,"

"Exactly, thank you Tanner." He shrugged and he looked at Amelia, "What did you get me?"

"Pizza,"

He moaned, "Why?"

"Because, I am wanting it."

"Why does Abby have a wine glass?"

"Because she wanted one,"

"Is that wine?" Tanner asked, "No," Amelia said bitterly, "But I thought my sister was trying to kill my daughter with wine at first. I flipped."

"She did, it was kind of funny. I know how to take care of your daughter."

"And you know how to kill me too."

"Well that is just an added bonus."

Tanner snorted, "Atta Gabs!"

"Who invited you again?" Amelia asked, "Last time I checked I invited you…" I said looking at her, she rolled her eyes, "I'm going to get pizza."

"I come!" Abby got down from her seat and went running over to Amelia, "We'll be back,"

"Got it," Tanner and I called together. Tanner slid his head forward and he propped his chin up, "You need to shave,"

"I know,"

"Why don't you date?" Tanner asked, I shrugged, "I am too busy writing."

"I mean a date couldn't hurt right?"

"Why do you all want me to date? I will find the guy when I find the guy, if there is even such a thing out there. It's only in books and in movies for a reason, because it doesn't work," my frustration grew; sliding back I went into the kitchen and began digging around for stuff. Tanner came in and hugged me from behind, "Hey, I am okay with you becoming a nun but I want you to be happy and sometimes, you have to find a guy to make you happy."

"I am happy," I told him quietly, "I am happy writing my own books and making up love, I am happy with that."

"Okay, if you say so."

Tanner didn't let go as I suddenly busted into full tears, he knew they were coming and he turned me in her arms as I buried my head into his chest. His arms wrapped tight around me, "You don't give yourself enough credit." He whispered, "You are beautiful and all you want to do is sit here and write and I love your book Gabs but you gotta get out there."

I shook my head as I just cried, words fumbled in my mouth. He rubbed my back and sighed, "We are back!" Amelia stopped short before taking Abby into the kitchen, I wiped under my eyes and looked away, "I'll be back," I whispered, moving away from them both, I went into my bathroom and gripped the sink.

Clearing off my make-up, Amelia slipped into the room and sat on the toilet. "Do you remember how Jason and I started dating?" she asked me, I shook my head as I wiped my eyes. She pulled me down into her lap and I rested my head on her shoulder. "I took the plunge, I asked him out, it's something new."

"Okay, and? I would first have to find a guy I liked…"

"Well yes but maybe you need to just date, have careless, but safe, sex and to be a young women. Don't work on your book for a while,"

"I have too," I said, nobody but my agent knew I was doing a trilogy. "I don't think you do,"

I sighed, "Since you told me your big news first, I am going to tell you mine," I looked at her, "My next book coming out in four months is the first of a trilogy." I told her, she gasped, "Gabi!"

I told her the plot of the book and she grinned even bigger, her eyes wide with excitement.

"Oh Gabs," she hugged me and then she smiled, "Congrats, that's big news!"

"Thanks, I am just, stressed over it and all but I shouldn't have freaked out."

"You are okay, I promise,"

"I know I am okay," I said looking at her, "I guess I want what I write, I just can't find it," I whispered, "You'll find it…someday."

Amelia slide her hands through Abby's hair, my eyes starred into the TV as my work was nagging me, something I felt like I should be doing. "You know mom and dad worry,"

"I bet they do."

"Why don't you just give dating a chance some days? There are plenty of guys looking at you."

"And there are plenty of guys who like books I like, I can't tell the two apart,"

"What male reads your books besides Tanner?"

"Plenty of them,"

"Gabi, come on,"

"No, Amelia, I have gone on countless dates and then I am fucking told that I am nothing like the people in my books. I guess I just enjoy not being disappointed every date because I am not what they want!"

I exploded, pushing off the bed; I stormed into my office, as I hadn't told many people that. Amelia came in and she gave a sigh, "I'm sorry, I didn't know,"

"You didn't know for a reason Mel," I stressed, "I don't need you worrying about me."

"I worry about you all the time."

Popping open my laptop, I looked at her, and "I think I am going to get some work done for a bit,"

"Go to bed, its almost after midnight."

"When I do my best work," I said bitterly, she sighed before stepping out. Once she left, I rubbed my face with my hands, a deep breath echoing out of my throat. Pushing my laptop away, I closed my eyes before I went out to listen to the ocean repeat itself over and over again. It was about the best thing anybody could ask for. The ocean never changed. It always did the same thing. It had its wicked moments but it always went back to normal. Never twisting out of shape.

"Mom, really," I laughed as she set more food in front of me, "I am stuffed and I can't afford my personal trainer anymore." I joked, a laugh exiting my throat, "Yea, why are you trying to make her fat?" Tanner asked, I gave him a glance and he laughed. My dad sat at the end of the table as he flipped through the paper, our normal Saturday night routine.

"Okay, so it's the beginning of summer," my mom started, we all groaned as we knew what that meant. Jason laughed as he tickled Abby, I smiled as my sister had yet to tell my parents and I was dying on the inside. She had threatened to chop off my fingers if I dared said a single word. I mean…what would life of a writer be like with one less finger? Oh right…hell.

"And that means our garage sale in two weeks! Anything you don't want and then Gabi will be signing books,"

"Mom, I have a deadline in three weeks, I can't be doing a signing." I told her, my mom gave me a look that she knew I was going to be doing it either way, that I could only do it for five minutes that she didn't care, it got more people out here and I hated how she used me yet she got so pissy over the job I did. "Well I will be a little bigger," Amelia, said, my mom laughed, "Nonsense sweetie, just because I gave you all a little extra food,"

Amelia laughed and she looked at Abby, "I'm going to be a big sister!" she cheered, my mom looked at Abby and then over at Amelia before she screamed. I laughed with Tanner as my dad began to laugh himself. My mom had all three of them in a hug in no time, my dad congratulating them as my sister nodded with a smile, "Awh! Yea, I am getting another grandbaby since my last two children deprive me of more,"

I rolled my eyes before getting up to start doing the dishes. Tanner followed me and he sighed, "So what are you doing this week?"

"My normal surf sessions and editing, all week, sound like fun?"

"Totally…not really. Sounds better than my job,"

"Yea, you ass," I muttered, he laughed as he leaned against the front of the sink. Tanner was an independent physical therapist that was doing well. He was having fun and bring in some money even though Casey brought in most of the money with her lawyer degree.

Giving a soft smile towards him, I cleaned my dishes, "How am I supposed to date when I have a family dinner ever Saturday?"

"You bring them over," he said quietly, "I can't do that," I said, "Then you go out every other day of the week or you tell your mom no for once. You never do just like her using you for the garage sale,"

I sighed, my fingers messed through my hair, and "I know I should but I hate seeing her upset."

"Don't we all?"

"Yea but you haven't disappointed her yet,"

"You have not disappointed her,"

A sigh rippled through me and I looked at him because he was wrong. He was wrong on so many levels. I didn't have a boyfriend, I was a writer, and I didn't do normal things. I wasn't normal. "This is my world though, I don't really want it to change. My Wednesdays are predictable, my Saturdays are predictable and I enjoy that. Every high tide you know where to find me, it's just me." I said looking at him, "I don't want to mess with my world, not yet."

Well! What do you guys think? I hope you enjoyed the first chapter and I know, it's very strange not to be updating MLB today! Wow. So strange. I have thought about and many readers mentioned about doing a spin-off with Liam. I might. It would be way in the future though. I also will hopefully find some inspiration to start the one-shots soon but it might be a year or so before you see one!

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