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Knock yourself out :)

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The first one is her boyfriend until a short time after her injury and the second one comes after that

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I'll start ~

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Olivia Grace was sleeping hard when her alarm went off at 6 that morning. on any normal day, she may have groaned, rolled over, and stayed in bed for another ten minutes. Today, however, that alarm on her phone went off and she sat up straight like she'd touched a live wire. Today was the day. throwing her blankets away, the young girl leapt out of bed and flew to her dresser. Slipping into a pair of short white shorts to match the blue sleep top that hung down around her mid back, showing off her toned muscles as well as her pink sports bra, She began her morning routine. first, she would work out for forty-five minutes, preparing herself for the day. After that, her mother and father would probably have breakfast done. Some time during breakfast, Aleksandr would probably come over - man, she loved him - and he could come down to the beach to help her clean her board and get ready for the big competition. The whole day was set. it was going to be perfect.

Sure enough, as she was finishing up her workout, Olivia smelled the sweet smell of bacon coming from the kitchen. The smell alone made her stomach grumble with desire. Pushing through her workout, the young girl stood and ran a hand through her long brown hair, untangling a strand that was tangled in on itself. She still had that morning bedhead charm as she examined herself in the full body mirror. She looked a little sleepy, with her eyelids sitting lax over her sea foam green irises, but she had never been more awake. With one more hand through her hair, she headed out towards the smell of food.

Upon reaching the kitchen, Olivia was greeted by a warm and welcoming sight. As she'd suspected, the smell of food had woken her brothers as well. Michael, the oldest of all of them, had probably been up about as long as she had, gone to jog on the beach. The twins, Taylor and Matthias would have been more likely to have just woken up. Livy was the youngest in the family, just a year out of being ready to start college. She'd easily scored some pretty decent scholarships with her outstanding school work, but it was really her surfing that caught people's attention. That was what was going to get her places in life.

"Morning, Liv," Michael said from where he leaned against the counter. Like their father, Mike had sandy brown hair and that deep surfer tan. A thin layer of light stubble covered his chiseled jawline, making him irresistible to seemingly every girl in town. Their mother often commented that he was the spitting image of their father when she'd met him years before. They could all see it. The only difference was in his eyes; unlike their father's sea green eyes - the same eyes Olivia had inherited - Michael had startlingly light blue eyes, just like their mother. He was soft-spoken and laid back, but when Mike spoke, people listened. "Big day ahead." Tossing her a fruit from the bowl on the counter, she caught it and smiled gratefully.

"I know, right? It's gonna be epic! Can you believe I'm going to be surfing with some of the best in the world?" She knew she was good. She had always known she would be good at surfing, since the first day she'd wiped out. Surfing wasn't just a sport or hobby to her. It was her passion... an extension of her soul. Without it... she just wouldn't be herself.

Turning from the stove, her mother approached the table with a frying pan of sizzling bacon, Slowly picking out the pieces and putting them on a plate. The older woman was beautiful and though Olivia had inherited much of her father's appearance, she resembled her mother in the face and frame. She was tall and thin, with a sturdy build... like she was made to resist strong winds or pressures. That stubborn will was another trait inherited from her mother. "I don't know about that, Liv... A storm's coming in and a pretty nasty one at that. Michael said the waves were looking pretty nasty when he went running this morning. I don't think it's a good idea for them to go on with the competition."

Pursing her own lips, Olivia Grace took a bite from her fruit. "It'll be fine, Mom. They won't cancel the tournament unless it gets really bad. Besides, I've surfed in bad weather before. Rough waves are harder to work with, but that's what makes it a challenge. That's what makes it fun." There was no way Olivia would back down from this tournament. She'd been waiting her whole life for a moment like this. This was her moment. Nothing was going to stop her from living her dream.

Olivia had been coolly sitting at the bar, watching the twins pretend to wrestle as Michael sat with their mom and dad at the table, peacefully eating breakfast. Having just finished her fruit, the young surfer decided to hold off on any food that might slow her down or make her stomach upset in anyway until after the competition. Normally one to go straight towards the bacon and eggs, she held back for now, fidgeting excitedly from where she sat.

By the time Aleks arrived, Taylor and Matthias had joined her at the bar and were eating their food while the whole family made some morning small talk. The twins did most of the talking, leaving Livy to her thoughts. She was almost too distracted by the thought of the competition later that day that she nearly missed the voice at the door. Spinning around in her chair, she spotted Aleksandr entering the house, a cheeky grin on his handsome face. A grin spread over her own attractive features and she stood up before moving over to greet him.

"Morning, Aleks," she said with a smile, wrapping her arms around his waist in a hug before leaning into him for a greeting kiss. There was some protest from the table but Olivia just smiled before pulling back and hugging him again. "Big day." She was so excited already and knowing that the boy she loved and her amazing family were going to be there with her, cheering her on, only served to pump her up more. She was in such a good mood that she didn't even roll her eyes or scoff when her mother suggested the save the PDA for later. Nothing could ruin this day for her.

Slipping her hand into his, Olivia casually led Aleks towards the table, leaning into him a bit as they walked. "Hope you haven't had breakfast yet," she said with a grin. "Mom made extra, so you're more than welcome to grab some." She didn't mention her abstinence as he already knew her rituals. She wouldn't risk anything that might lower her performance in today's match. In keeping with this, she grabbed some grapes and snacked while everyone else continued their meal.

After a few minutes, Olivia sat back at her seat at the bar, enjoying some conversation with her ohana. She loved spending time with these people and all, but she did have some alone time planned for her and Aleks a little later. As everyone was beginning to come closer to finishing their meals, she fiddled with a stray piece of hair that hung down around her face. "Hey dad, after breakfast, I was thinking Aleks and I could head down to the shack on the beach and wax my board. We can get an idea about the weather while we're down there, too. Is that okay?"

The older man of the family looked up as he swallowed the last bite of his food. He was a peaceful and reasonable man as well as wise from years of learning from mistakes. As his daughter spoke, he considered her request before nodding. "Michael and I are heading into town in a bit to get in some work at the shop." The shop of which he spoke, was a small surf shop where Mr. Lancaster and his family sold everything from surfboards to sunscreen. They had all worked there and in times like this, tourists were plentiful, meaning good business for the small shop. "Taylor and Matt are heading into town to collect groceries and supplies to prepare for this storm and your mom will be here at the house." With a nod to his wife, the man looked back to his daughter before smiling a bit. "You can go out to the shack, but you have to promise you'll be careful. If the weather starts picking up, I want you two to use your judgement and decide whether you can make it back here or not. You're smart kids. I trust you." With his blessing, Olivia stood up and moved behind him to give him a hung around the neck. She truly was daddy's little girl.

Olivia loved the way her boyfriend got along with her family. The two had been dating for so long now, that he practically was part of the family. Her parents trusted him and the boys all enjoyed spending time with him. Watching him as he joined them for breakfast and occasionally scolding him for stealing her grapes, she couldn't help but smile at the way he fit in. Still, when her father granted them permission to head to the beach, she felt a certain warmth rise up in her chest. Some alone time with Aleks was really what she needed on a day like today.

Quickly kissing her father on the cheek and giving her mother a hug around the neck, Liv headed towards the door. "Thanks you guys! Love you!" Deciding against changing out of the casual clothes she wore now, the young athlete left the house before taking a few steps out onto the sand. Turning back, she looked up and smiled at Aleks, the slight wind blowing hairs into her beautifully framed face. Her green eyes sparkled. "Race you to the beach," she said with a cheeky grin. Before he had a chance to say anything in return, she leapt off the porch and took off towards the water, her feet kicking up sand as she went.

Over the years, the Lancaster family had managed to work up a good deal of money. They were wealthy, but they were hard workers who had earned every bit of their money. The surf shop brought in good money, but the real dough had come from her parents former jobs. Her mother had been a marine veterinarian and her father had been on the consulting team for the island's security. He had been a lifeguard in his day and had spent the earlier years of his forties teaching younger men and women to follow in his footsteps. Together, the two of them had made quite a living for themselves and their children. On top of that, each of the children had learned to work for what they got. Nothing was handed to them and they learned the true value of hard work. Where Michael had followed their father's example and became a lifeguard, Olivia Grace had become a sports model who worked weekends at the surf shop.

Having built up their wealth, the family had bought a nice house less than a mile from the beach along with a good portion of the beach that they could call their own. No one else would bother them in the private expanse of land and it was perfect for Olivia to practice surfing. Luckily, it was one of the most private places on the island of Honolulu, perfect for some messing around too, if one so chose. The 18 year old knew for a fact that the twins often brought girls down here to try and romance them. She also knew it often worked.

Running towards the beach, she ducked through low hanging tree branches and jumped over roots and rocks. The terrain wasn't too bad, but she had learned to be careful. That said, with her head start and superior experience on the land, she would easily beat her boyfriend to the private beach. Smiling and not even breaking a sweat, she leapt over a large fallen branch before breaking the tree line and stepping onto the soft sand of the beach.

As they reached the beach, Olivia smiled as a warm gust of wind blew through her, throwing her hair out of her face and tugging at her loose clothes. The air smelled like salt and the possibility of rain. The sky certainly did look dark and the waves were choppy. On any normal day, she wouldn't chance surfing on waves that rough, but today was different. Today was going to change her life. There was no way she was stepping back from that kind of opportunity.

Turning to face the trees as her all but graceful boyfriend tripped and landed sprawled out at her feet in the sand, she couldn't help but laugh a little. She placed a hand on her nicely curved hip and grinned down at him. Kneeling down next to him, she poked his nose. "I don't know, babe... My dad and Michael are the ones who know first aid. Maybe I should go get one of them for you." She raised her eyebrows at him as she teased him before leaning in and pressing her lips to his once again.

The kiss lasted a good few seconds before she pulled away. "Come on, let's get to the shack before it starts raining on us." She stretched her hand out to offer the support as he stood up. "If you hurry... maybe I'll let you rub down more than just my board." It was her turn to wink as she cheekily pushed him before taking off towards the small shack that was down the beach a bit. Like her brothers, Olivia had taken advantage of the beach's isolated qualities before. This was one of her favorite places to fool around with her boyfriend and she had some ideas for a little stress relief as she ran towards the beaten down looking shack.

Approaching the small building, it didn't look like much. From the outside, it looked rather rough, like it had survived many powerful storms, which in fact it had. Once you got inside, however, there was a sense of calm that washed over you. The place smelled like the sea and had quite a few seashell wind chimes dangling from the ceiling. In the center of the room was large table where the family washed and prepared their boards. When Olivia had been younger, her father had brought her out here and taught her how to make her own board. She had been a natural and had since helped him make boards for the surf shop in town.

Towards the back of the small room was a curtain that led back into the smallest bedroom you'd ever see. It consisted of a small bed, barely big enough for two people and a small nightstand and that was it. As awkward as the room looked, however, the bed was one of the most comfortable temporary beds one could ask for. Her father had put it in for emergency use only, but as the kids had gotten older, they'd used it for their own purposes.

Overall, the small shack was meant to provide safety and the ability to survive if a storm were to come out of nowhere and strand someone there. Reaching the outside of the shack, Olivia turned around and pressed her back to the wall by the door, waiting for Aleks to catch up. Her chest heaved just slightly now but she was grinning ear to ear. Nothing could ruin this day for her. Nothing at all.

Olivia grinned as she entered the small shack through the door he held open for her. Looking around, she exhaled in relief. The place always made her feel safe and calm. It wasn't much, but it was kind of cozy. Once she was inside, she turned around and looked at him with a smile. Without saying anything, she closed the distance between them, grasping the front of his shirt and pulling him in, she kissed him deeply, simply loving his presence. Contrary to popular belief, she would be more distracted if she didn't spend some time with him now.

"I'm so glad you're here with me..." she said, pulling away and staring up into his eyes. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she hugged him close. "Come on, let's get some work done." Letting him go, she slowly made her way over to the desk where her board lied, ready to be waxed and prepared for the afternoon's ride. Carefully stripping off her shirt, she stood before the board in her bikini top. Tossing the shirt back so that it wouldn't get dirty while she was cleaning her board, she smiled at Alkes before starting to clean the board.

When she was really young, Olivia's father taught her how to properly take care of her board. She had built up some strength over the years and could easily take care of herself. In fact, before she'd started dating Aleksandr, she'd literally fought off her fair share of no good boyfriends. Now, however, she was happier than she'd ever been. She was going places and if everything worked out, he was going with her. She trusted him.

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going out of town this weekend

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just thought you should know

talk to you when i get back ^_^

Olivia leaned over her board, a soft smile on her face as she slowly and rhythmically rubbed it down. She hummed as she worked to clean it, thinking about Aleks standing behind her as well as about the tournament later on. There would be a small photoshoot before she hit the waves. It wouldn't be a big deal, but the company she was modeling for had mentioned wanting to put her on the front cover of their magazine for the coming month. Whether she won the competition or not, she was going to get a lot of publicity.

Turning to face Aleks, Olivia tilted her head to look up at him slyly. She was tall for her age but he was still a bit taller. Grinning a bit, she looped her thumbs through his belt loops and leaned against the table where her board lay. "I'm glad you're out here with me..." she said softly, her green eyes catching some of the dim light from outside. Her hair still hung messily from the bun on her head, but just a few strands had escaped to tickle the bare skin around her collarbone. Pulling herself up, she moved him a bit closer to her, wrapping her arms gently around his waist, still staring up at him lovingly. All she wanted in this moment was to be close to him.

As she leaned in for another kiss, there was a low rumble of thunder followed by a complete, sudden downpour of rain. Turning her head away from Aleks for a good look out the window, she stared at the glass as water distorted the images past it. Smiling a little, she looked back up at him. "Looks like we're stuck here for a while..." she said coolly. "What do you suppose we should do with that time?" She stood up on her tip toes just enough to gently kiss his cheek.