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The sun was bright enough to require sunglasses, but it wasn’t super-hot just yet. That was the beauty of California, it wasn’t as fast as New York but it was just as beautiful. People actually slowed down in the town she called home, but they never completely stopped. It could have just been that Kaesyn Bale was extremely homesick, especially after having lived on the east coast for over six hundred days. They hadn’t seemed like they were passing slowly. Then again, she had kept herself pretty busy out in New York. She finally got offered a job following her internship, and she’d worked her ass off for a year after that to establish a name for herself. Maybe that was precisely why she had ended up on the beach this fine morning. She’d only been home for a couple of weeks, and getting a day off was rare. Getting a day off on one of the few days that her son was spending time with his grandparents? That was nearly, if not completely, improbable. So, instead of giving herself time to think on her routine morning job, she’d ended up here on the beach with a drink and a book.

Kae ruffled through her house at least three times before she actually though of something to do. The house was already clean, she’d stocked it with groceries, and there was no other sort of random thing that she felt she needed to do to make it more at home. Laundry had already been done. She felt old. Before moving to New York, she would’ve done just about anything with a day off. Now she had to worry about the house, and nutritious meals, and suitable clothing. She was starting to feel as she had completely skipped through her twenties and jumped right into her thirties. And that was how she ended up right here on the beach. It was the one place where she’d spent the majority of her free time in high school and college. And she hadn’t been for a swim in quite a while. Yes, time to herself on the beach would be a good way to spend the day.

Kaesyn grabbed a towel after changing into a swim suit. The best thing of California was she was in walking distance of the beach. Getting everything together, she made sure that she had her keys and the phone. Couldn’t leave home without those, not even on her day off. Checking everything a second time, making her feel like more of an old lady, Kae got all that she was travelling with and locked the door behind her. A small walk and she found herself resting on the sand, close enough to the water if she actually wanted to take a swim today. She scattered her belongings about, careful to allow enough space between her and the owner of the vacant towel she had plopped down next to. In the back of her mind, she wondered which one of the many early day beachgoers would be keeping her company for the day. As she glanced around watching people come in her general direction, she started to worry that someone had just left their belongings. She got up quickly to go for a swim, and nearly crashed into some guy. ”Sorry.” she said, not even stopping and continuing in the direction of the water.

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Feeling bad for crashing into the man and just walking away, she retraced her steps. He must have felt as if she was going to fall or was slightly unstable, because he immediately reached for her shoulders to stabilize her. It was nice, she decided, and not creepy. Then again, most nice people did things like that. But this was LA and he was nice looking. Beyond nice looking. It wasn’t often that people as good looking as him were nice. Still, in the time she was being held onto, he was deemed pleasing. His eyes, which were the first thing that caught her attention when it came to men, were a solid bright blue. Something she’d come to like. Given that his eyes were near irresistible, she took the time to look over the rest of him. He had the body of an athletic man. She could assume that he was an avid runner or a swimmer since they found themselves on the beach. However, the most serious of routine runners were those that ran on the beach. If you would run in the sad and still crank out a suitable time then you were, without a doubt, a real runner.

Two years ago, the blonde woman would have been all over him. Not even taking the time to think that a man as good-looking as him would probably have a girlfriend. There was no way that people like him stayed single. She would know, for she’d always been with a tall, blonde guy through her college days. Thinking back to those days, she could all but relive how well that all turned out. Though today, two years later, she had a son and that usually made her undesirable. But, she wasn’t looking to go out and start a family with this guy. Or ever see him again, for that matter, she’d just embraced her clumsy self and done a good job at trying to run him over. Her past wouldn’t have to be shared at this very moment. Or ever, if she had much of anything to do with how things went today. Even though, she’d probably have to get back out there and date eventually. At least she would if she truly wanted to be happy. The odds that things would go back to the way they used to be were slim to none, if not obsolete.

”Kaesyn. Kaesyn Bale.” she said sweetly when he released her shoulders, just remembering that he had been stabilizing her. ”And sorry, I’m kind of clumsy this early in the morning.” She extended her arm to shake his hand and flashed a bright smile. She wasn’t entirely sure how to take the added space. Usually she would assume that she smelled bad, but that wouldn’t have been the case since she had just recently showered. Instead, she decided he was just being nice. She liked that, and chose to respect his bubble as well. ”Who am I kidding? I’m clumsy all day long.” she said with a smile. She was a little nervous, though she had no idea why. This was the kind of feeling that one was supposed to deal with when being set up on a blind date, not running into a stranger. Then again, this had been the first stranger, the first non-work related stranger, that she’d introduced herself to.

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”Thanks..Hayden.” she replied with a soft smile after pausing, “I like yours too.” She was sure she’d met at least two other guys with the name Hayden. Maybe a girl too. Hayden was one of those names that could go either way. But it was a good one for him. Based on his first impression, she could tell that he was nice. She was pretty sure the other three Haydens were nice as well. Even though she had taken a significant amount of time to check him out, and he had done the same, she didn’t want sleep with him. Firstly, she hadn’t been with anyone in a while, having a one night stand right off that bat probably wouldn’t be too good for her ego. And secondly, he was nice. And she needed more nice and friendly people in her corner rather than in her bed.

She couldn’t help but smile at his version of a giggle. Good, this wasn’t entirely awkward. Well, it didn’t feel all that awkward at all actually. ”I should have been looking out for people coming toward me. You'd think I'd learn that after living in New York." she said with a slight smile. Shouldn’t talking to a stranger be awkward? Catching a glimpse of his smile, she was glad that she’d decided to walk to the beach instead of having breakfast in some overpriced café halfway across town. Then she felt bad, not that bad though, for him thinking he’d stopped her. Even though, technically he had; but, it wasn’t that big of a deal. Then she realized he was kidding and nodded. ”You’re definitely enabling me right now, rather than stopping me.” she tossed at him with a giggle.

Following him into the water, she shook her head. It was a good thing that she didn’t have any intentions on getting him in bed or this would have been too easy for him. Though she would admit, right now he didn’t seem like bad company. She’d had worse, way worse. And to deal with someone that bad, you had to willingly allow that level of bad to be your company. So the chance meeting on the beach was a good sign. Cali would be just as fun as she had remembered it. Kaesyn walked slowly through the water, allowing her body to acclimate to it. It wasn’t as cool as she expected it to be. At the same time, it was a lot hotter than she expected it to be at ten in the morning, so that made sense. ”Management. Best job ever. What about you, Mr. Scott? What is it that you do?” she said sweetly once she reached the spot he’d paddled to. Mhmm, definitely athletic. she thought to herself.

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If she’d been asked what she’d been doing on her day off, this probably would’ve have been the last thing that came to mind. Spending the morning with a stranger that she’d so rudely bumped into? Yeah, that didn’t sound like much fun. And she was surprised that it actually was. As fun as it could be, of course. Then again, they had both chosen to go to the beach which seemed to be fun’s headquarters. Add that to the fact that it was the perfect place to meet people and start friendships, and she would say that she’d made a good life choice with coming here. Lord knew she needed more friends. There was only so much socialization she could get out of hanging with a one year old all day. And, most of the time, when they were together she assumed he was just with her for the food. Sad when she had to result to joking about her offspring turning her in for the right amount of food. Even more sad when she was starting to think it was true. Of course, she was crazy and it was a good thing that he was hanging out with his grandparents. Funny thing was, she wasn’t even jumping up and down to see her mom and dad, but he was. Then again, grandparents were the best thing ever because they provided all the sugar. She giggled to herself at them picture of them spiking his cup with pure sugar. They were good grandparents, they wouldn’t do that.

She smiled at Hayden when he spoke and replied with a simple nod. She used his opening of silence to glance out onto the horizon. Even this close to the afternoon, the sun still retained its beauty. Glancing back, she decided there were less people than there had been in her previous visits here. However, in her previous years, most of the people she’d come with were college students who didn’t have anything better to do with their lives. They’d, hopefully, all graduated by now. But there were always college students, and there was always the select few that felt they were a little too cool for school. She also took that time to guess what he was thinking about her. It was something she always did, even when she already knew. A way to make awkward silences fun. Kaesyn hoped that this person and, hopefully, new friend was thinking nothing but good things. She’d been nicer than she had been to other people lately, coming off less cold than she would say she, herself, was capable of. Being cold had been her safety net for the last couple of years.

Being home meant not having a safety net and, therefore, being herself again. And that meant enjoying herself, putting herself first sometimes, and that was what she was doing today. So far, she liked it. The word actor registered in her brain, and she began to wonder just what kind of work he was thinking about doing. That was the only bad thing about being a manager; she wasn’t all that sure how to turn it off just yet. ”You’re Superman, very nice.” she said nodding and smiling. It wasn’t much of a surprise, for he definitely looked the part. Not just because he was chiseled and perfectly tan either, he actually looked like he was a clone of some of the other guys that played Superman. That had to be something he could use to his advantage. ”Just about everything I can get into. Now I’m working with superhero hopefuls and comedians that haven’t exactly broken the threshold yet.” She giggled a bit before flicking water in his direction. ”How long have you been acting?”

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Kae was a really good multi-tasker. She had to be in order to keep herself altogether. For as long as she could remember, she had been doing way more things than she had time for. When she was in high school, she was either swimming or cheerleading. And when she wasn’t at practice, she was preparing for some kind of competition. Don’t even mention competing. Those were some of the craziest times she’d had in high school. And it didn’t get any easier when she went to college. She had to majorly multi-task being a cheerleader, lifeguard, and ultra-involved sorority girl. But she’d made it and it had set her up for everything that she would be going through with her job. But if she could do anything, it was this. She’d always been really good at organizing things for other people and helping them with what they needed. Sometimes, she thought that she would make a great personal assistant, but managing was where it was at.

She shrugged her shoulders and smiled, ”The business is all about tearing someone down. Someone’s got to be around to actually keep them going.” She’d always been one to help people out and if you were helping a person you had to be genuine about it. That was the problem with people these days. They didn’t know how to be supportive. Everything that people in the industry did was to better themselves and she didn’t understand that. In order for people to succeed, they sometimes needed a push to actually go for something they were good at. And it only seemed fair that she did it for someone else as it had been done so many times for her. Plus, she enjoyed doing all the little things. Being behind the scenes was so much better than actually having to be in the spotlight or the center of media attention. In order to be a successful manager, in her eyes, you had to feel like that. Secretly wanting the spotlight meant that you were pushing your clients to do what you’d always wanted to do yourself; and that meant you could easily ruin someone else’s career. That wasn’t something she felt comfortable having on her conscience.

She did that math and found that he was either twenty-six or twenty-seven, depending on when his birthday fell. That was a bit of a surprise to her. He looked a little bit closer to his early twenties than to his thirties. But, being in the movie industry, she was sure that would work to his advantage. If he had a great manager that understood that, she was sure he would be big. Then again, he was Superman which meant he was already going to be big. It didn’t matter if his production bombed or not, he would be Superman and that was iconic. ”You went to medical school and you chose acting?” she said with a bit of surprise. Instantly, she felt bad. She would imagine that people asked him that all the time. So instead she followed quickly, ”Well, that’s a good plan. If you ever get tired of it, you’ll always have a sustaining backup.” she added, flashing another smile. She giggled a little as the water hit her curls. In that moment, she was glad that she wasn’t one of those girls that was always worried about her hair, and she was happier that she didn’t look like a wet dog when her hair got wet. She could tell that if things went right, and she managed not to hit any snags in the conversation, that they could have the potential to be good friends. ”Pretty sure I can, Hayden.” she replied in response to the change in his expression. His face carried a carefree look, one that she, herself, hoped she was carrying as well. ”Should I be prepared to float?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

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Her nonchalance was a bit peculiar, especially because she was essentially telling him that it was no big deal that she was one of the only people in the dream industry who even cared about people. It was hard to find people like that in any field, and it was very odd in a place like LA. That was when Hayden decided that this Kaesyn girl must be special. He looked at her for longer than he needed to before blinking and nodding. "Sure, yeah," he vocalized. He made eye contact again, squinting in the sunlight. "It's good that you... that you have that attitude about that," he added. Nothing he was saying was coming out smoothly, but he told himself that she knew what he was trying to say. It was hard to find people who still believed in dreams these days. Any manager who still did had to be good. Without that passion, the work done could do nothing worthwhile. Hayden heard that he looked younger than he really was, but he didn't take it to heart. He was taking good care of himself, he thought, and one of the bigger reasons why people didn't think he was twenty-seven was because he didn't grow out a massive amount of hair. When he grew out of his facial hair, he looked his age. His body, though, was that of a healthy teenager. He took pride in that and played it to his advantage. When it came down to being Superman, he had to be young and lively. He was going to be doing most of his own stunts. Of course, that was his own choice that would soon prove to be a feat for someone like Hayden. He was always so cautious about not hurting himself. "You went to medical school and you chose acting?” Kaesyn almost seemed to scoff at him. He bit down his first instinct, which was to get angry, and instead looked at her steadily. She obviously caught her slip-up. Well, that’s a good plan. If you ever get tired of it, you’ll always have a sustaining backup.” He smiled weakly at her, unable to find much to say to that. He knew that she was trying to be nice and to fix what she had said, but at the same time, he wanted to hear from somebody that he wasn't a complete psycho. Maybe it wasn't fair to the world, but Hayden just wanted someone to look at him with honesty and tell him that he wasn't making a complete mistake, that he wasn't taking an absolutely over-the-top risk. He knew those words probably weren't true to anyone, but the yearning in his heart to have someone support him still stood. Hayden could tell that this girl was down-to-earth. She wasn't worried about her hair getting wet and looking like a ball of fuzz. Her hair, though, seemed naturally resilient to humidity. He stared at the droplets of water that clung to the blond strands of her hair. He began wondering to himself what the angles of each curve would be before he was drawn back into the conversation. Being close to her was surely a distraction. He was trying to bust a move on her, he remembered, not start flipping numbers in his mind. His hand slipped away from her arm momentarily as his lips half-turned into an impish grin. "Well, Kaesyn, you don't strike me as a liar." His body seemed to go still for a bit, almost as if he had rehearsed these exact words before. The fact was that Hayden knew how to surprise a girl. This was all new material that he was using to make Kaesyn laugh and to get a bit closer to her, but she wasn't like any other girl who got one of his routines. With one stroke through the water, both Hayden's arms picked her up lightly. Her slender body didn't leave the water, instead sitting on the support of his arms. The sleek water rubbed between their skin as he held her. "I'll tell you a secret about floating," he grinned down at her. He was surprised with how comfortable she was being with him. The secret about floating would come after he saw if she could actually do it. He knew two things about whether or not Kaesyn could float: she was obviously extremely muscular, meaning it would actually be a challenge for her figure to hold itself above the density of water. Secondly, lung capacity affected floating, and he wanted to know if this girl was completely calm with him around. He let her go, taking one breath before doing so. [/style]
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Kaesyn raised an eyebrow as if to respond to his raised one. She wasn’t sure if she’d said something wrong, or if she’d said exactly what she had been trying to say. Yes, she knew that most people in the industry only cared about pushing themselves forward and making a better way for themselves. But, she didn’t care much for the industry in the first place. She didn’t have much of a want to be there. Not these days, at least. Her first love, dancing, would have been the only reason that she would have been interested in this industry for her own personal gain. But, she couldn’t be a full time dancer and a full time mom. Something had to go, and that one hadn’t been a very hard choice to make. Maybe that was why she was one of the few genuine people in this business. She didn’t care how much she gained from it because she already had just about everything that she needed. She had her son, and a great job.

In an attempt to clean things up, she smiled and looked at his rather attractive face. ”I, personally, don’t want much of anything to do with this business. That’s why I think the way I think.” For her, it was purely another aspect of management to tackle and conquer. Looking into his eyes, she’d known she’d done something wrong. Well, she had said something wrong rather than psychically do something wrong. It was a social reflex to be surprised at someone being a doctor and choosing such an uncertain line of work over it. Then again, she would have done the same for her dance career. As good as she was, and as much as she loved it, she would have chosen over anything. Well, just about anything. Being the kind of manager that she was, even if she wasn’t his manager, she placed her hand in her hair giving it a slight push out of the way of her eyes and spoke, ”You could be like that one guy from the Hangover, he’s actually a doctor.” Figuring that didn’t help much, she decided she’d have to give him something more comforting to make his feel better. Then again, that wouldn’t be much of a problem seeing as to how comfortable she already felt. Kae placed her hand, lightly, on the outside of her arm and smiled. ”I have an idea of what that kind of choice feels like though. I would’ve given the world to be a dancer..” she trailed off, focusing back on the water before he spoke again.

Not wanting to get into her life story, or at least her bad decisions, she glanced back up at him. She was surprised at how comfortable this entire situation was. In most large cities, bumping into someone would be the fuse that set off chain of unlucky, unhappy events. Normally, she would have bumped into him and they both would have been assholes. And then she would have stormed off back to her home, wasting a perfectly good day. In fact, there had been many days like that in New York. Luckily, her clumsiness hadn’t caused any of that. Instead, she was standing in the beautiful ocean on a beautiful morning with a very attractive guy that wasn’t in any sorts disgusting. He hadn’t taken the first opening he’d seen to hit on her and he hadn’t made her feel like she needed a shower. Points for Hayden. She tilted her head slightly to the left when he started speaking, a thing she often did when she wasn’t all too sure what was going on.

In a quick motion, she sucked in a bunch of air. Instantly, she smiled. Not having expected him to be so bold as to actually lift her off her feet, she was more than surprised. Hayden had balls. That was probably a good thing being that he was part of the entertainment industry. She giggled a little bit, ”Is this how part of your Superman audition went? I can see how you got the part.” she joked sweetly, taking his prior words into account. That set up, the actual act of picking her up…oh yeah, she could definitely see why he’d chosen acting. It was, without a doubt, a smart move. A swimmer in both high school and college, she rather enjoyed floating. Break s during practice heavily consisted of it as her coach didn’t really like to let them out of the water. Floating for Kaesyn often meant sneaking in a nap, which was exactly what she preceded to do. She was already calm, so she didn’t have to worry about that. Closing her eyes, she let herself go not even caring if she were above water or under it. What seemed like minutes later, although it had probably only been 45 to 50 seconds, she asked, ”How am I doing?”

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He didn't know if he should have been feeling offended at those words. "I guess it's competitive," he nodded. "You really have to have a backbone in the industry... any entertainment industry is that way, you know?" He paused, wondering if he had enough backbone to make it. Hayden had the looks, the voice, and the ambition, but even he could tell that he was average. Hayden actually wasn't the best out there, especially considering the fact that he wasn't a natural. He was another guy who was dreaming about acting for as long as he could without flopping like the rest. For him, it wasn't about the fame. It was the feeling when he was in front of a camera that had him coming back for more. Having a dream and being a hard-working average actor didn't work for most people, but Hayden was hoping that he was an exception. He was hoping that, with hard work, he could continue to get better. Hayden could tell that Kaesyn was trying to assuage him from the bitemarks left from her accidental slip-up back there. Most people judged him for moving from Johns Hopkins royalty to a backwash LA lifestyle just to make it in the acting world. That was insane and irrational to most people, but Hayden didn't want everyone to think that. He didn't want to hear it from Kaesyn, but he also didn't want her to be a pathetic coward and bite back her words to make him feel better. If she thought he was crazy for making that choice, she should stick to it. He didn't know how to feel about how she was trying to fix what she said to him. When she mumbled something about being a dancer, his anger melted away. He looked up at her, searching her green eyes. "You wanted to be a dancer?' He tried to imagine how she would be on the stage in those bright lights. Would she be a ballerina? A hip-hop dancer? He figured she would be the kind of person who had a wide range of talents. "Why aren't you a dancer, then?" he asked her. Hayden's question seemed pointed, but he was searching for the reassurance that he wasn't a complete dumbass for chasing this farfetched dream. Was it really so crazy to pursue acting? He still volunteered in the ER and tried to stay in the medical world, but he could feel himself slipping out. He knew that there was a possibility that work might not be open for him when and if he finally decided to come back to the world of doctors and scrubs. He wanted to know that he had something to fall back on, but in all truth, no one could tell him that he was going to be a-okay. He was taking a chance, and all chances came with consequences. While being on the beach with beautiful women was a perk of being an LA resident, he wondered what it would be like to settle down in a small town as a doctor. Maybe he could have been starting a family. He was twenty-seven, after all. Hayden could hear the gasp that filled Kaesyn's lungs as he swept her off of her feet. The sand reacted as if an invisible being had coughed on it; he could feel the specks on his feet from where Kaesyn's had unsettled them. "It doesn't take super strength to lift beautiful women," he winked at Kaesyn in response to her flirtatious comment. He liked that she was direct without being too forward. She thought he was attractive and wasn't afraid of showing that. It was comforting that he could act this way with a near stranger. When she was finally suspended in the water without his warm hands on her bare skin, she floated easily. He could tell it came naturally to her by the way the curve of her chest moved evenly to accommodate to the speed of her breathing. The ocean water glistened on her smooth, golden stomach. It took him a few moments to realize that he was staring a little too intently at the curves of her stomach instead of paying attention to her actual floating. "You're doing well," he replied, clearly surprised. Even in salt water, she was lasting a while without faltering in the ocean. She could talk and float at the same time. It was strange of him to notice, but most people couldn't do that. He moved toward her again, letting his hands fill in the ghosts of the places he had touched right before her floating. "I'm... impressed, honestly," he told her with a grin. "You're a beach bum, it seems," he deduced. He smiled down at her. [/style]
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She nodded in accordance to his words, pushing water. The business was competitive; in fact, it was its own level of competitive. A crazy, high level at that. ”You’re so right.” she said with a genuine smile before scanning his features over again. There was no doubt that Hayden had the looks and he was most definitely the right type. And he obviously had the right kind of ambition for this job. Being an actual doctor, just being able to say that he had successfully completed medical school meant that he was ambitious. That and the fact that he was] a doctor. He could be just about anywhere he wanted to be, settled down and living comfortably for the rest of his life. But, as far as she had gathered, he didn’t just want to sit back and rest on his laurels. He wanted to conquer just about any field he could. If that wasn’t ambitious, she didn’t know what is. She took a moment to even out her breathing, ”I don’t know you or anything, but I would say you most definitely have one. There aren’t many people that give up the medical field for entertainment and are completely okay with it. You, Hayden, are a rare kind.” she presented, in all honesty, as a final olive branch.

Not being too sure of the conversation or where it was going anymore, she just allowed herself to float in the water. Being there, above water, without a care in the world was something she needed to do more often. Swim practice in high school had taught her to take her time and slow things down. It wasn’t so often that she had the time to do that. So, now that she was just floating around with nothing to do, she took the time to do that. She began to let things back into her brain, not all at once. Not for fear of sinking, but fear of ruining the serene moment she was enjoying. Kae was so lost in her head that she almost didn’t hear Hayden question her. To that she just nodded her head. ”I probably could’ve been a really good dancer, not to toot my own horn or anything.” she elaborated, opening her eyes but not focusing on his face. When she had the time, she still danced. But, there wasn’t a very large chance that she would ever be able to go professional, not this late in her life. Though she wouldn’t mind taking one more stab at the dream, just to be sure.

”Life tends to get in the way of one’s dreams. I got to a point where I realized that dancing…dancing wouldn’t work out for me, no matter how much I loved it.” It wasn’t the same as his decision though. He’d chosen acting simply because he loved it. She chose business because it was more practical decision, and she’d been forced to be just that. ”But if things were different, I’d be dancing. No doubt about it, I’d be dancing.” she smiled. Even though she still wasn’t looking into his face she hoped that he understood that if he was stupid, she was stupid; because she would have done the exact same thing.

Feeling his hands on her arms again she mirrored his action, placing her hands in the same place on his arm. Shaking her head, she giggled ”No, but it might take super strength to effortlessly sweep one off her feet. I didn’t see that coming at all.” she admitted before taking her right hand and sweeping it though the lower sections of her hair. She smiled to herself, a little proud. Kae opened her mouth, allowing a small thanks to flow out of them. She was doing pretty well for not having had to float in a while. Usually she would worry that she would buckle under pressure, but today she would remain calm if it was the last thing she did. Today wouldn’t be a stressful day. Even if floating was the most difficult and stressful thing she did. She’d managed to enjoy a day off, make a new friend, and manage to tap into the flirty reserve she’d been making such a big effort to avoid. ”Well, thank you. I’ve been working on upping my ‘impressive’ factor, as a means to attract more clients.” Feeling the sand under her feet, she took a small step closer to Hayden. The shell that was pressing directly into her heel was not inviting at all. ”Swimmer. But, I’ve done my share of beach bumming.” she titled her head and looked up into his eyes. ”Then again, I guess I could say the same about you. Only the real bums are here this time of morning.”

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There was a shy side to Hayden, one that he was always trying desperately to oppress. People who could see that shyness giggled and appreciated how red his cheeks got, but for him, it was emasculating and embarrassing. He quickly recuperated. "Thank you, Miss Kaesyn," he said, accepting her kind words. The two were shamelessly flirting each other during a first encounter and Hayden didn't mind it at all. She was a pleasure to have around, and he was beginning to wonder why in the world a girl like her was on a beach alone. Any guy should want to snag this girl and keep her around for good. He didn't know her very well, but he already trusted her, and her demeanor told him that she wasn't just hot, but she was caring and generous. He was hoping that he wasn't wrong. Kaesyn had layers to her. Hayden couldn't say that about everyone. It was rare to meet someone with an interesting story that was worth looking into. Hearing her lost passion for dancing broke something in his heart. He imagined a curly-haired girl in an office who was always daydreaming about being on a stage. Being in the spotlight had an exhilarating effect on those in the entertainment industry. He suddenly wanted to shake her and tell her that she was insane for not going for it, but he didn't know her story. "I... I really hope you can dance one day, you know?" he replied earnestly. He wished everyone could have their dreams come true. He didn't exactly have his own just yet, but he was on track for it. He didn't have massive obstacles: he had no relationships to worry about, no overbearing parents, and nothing in particular that was holding him down. He was simple forced to keep himself afloat until he could figure out his next move. Surely, Kaesyn had something that stopped her from being a dancer. He wanted to figure that mystery out because people didn't give up their dreams for nothing -- they gave them up because people told them that they couldn't do this or that. They gave up because they couldn't afford to. They gave up because life threw shit at them and they couldn't deal with it. Feeling her hand along his made him feel a bit warm. He wasn't blushing, but it was a nice feeling: chemistry. Her white teeth smiled up at him. Watching her float so effortlessly made him wonder if he could even do that. Each muscle that had looked flexed now looked so weightless. The hair that seemed to lay flat on an oceanic bed made her look like a goddess. For the few moments that Hayden spent looking at her, he wondered how he had been so lucky to run into her. He felt like he was in some episode of Gossip Girl. It wasn't every day that he could flirt with a stranger who was so open to him, one who had depth and a killer body. He was trying his best to refrain from checking this girl out completely. She was truly a sight to see. He looked at her for a few moments as she finally let herself down and onto the beach floor. He took his hands away from her, standing about a foot away from her. He cleared his throat. "I don't think you have a problem attracting people," he chuckled, almost completely to himself. If she thought she wasn't a total catch, she was mistaken. He laughed at the beach bum accusation that she shot right back at him. "I guess we're both guilty of bumming," he said calmly as he picked his finger up from the water and watched a droplet fall from the keratinized skin on his finger. He was constantly fascinated with the science around him. "Swimmer. Dancer. Manager. You must be a triple threat, Miss Kaesyn," he added as he looked back up at her green eyes. What next? [/style]
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