Main Beach

Main Beach This should be the first stop for any first time visitor to town. Miles of this sandy beach are filled with happy people, whether they’re surfing or just sunbathing. The views are spectacular, and the weather is almost always on your side. It can be seen from most spots in Seaport, but you haven’t really seen the beach until you’ve laid on the sand and just listened to the waves of the ocean crash. You’ll never know who you’ll run into —figuratively, or literally— during a game of frisbee, perhaps.

Brad loved the beach, which was probably why he chose to be a surf instructor. But it was more then that...it was peaceful. That and his brother Nate had loved the beach. Spent every day here when he wasn't in school. Brad remembered how he and his brother would spend hours down here playing in the water and the sand...back before Brad had found out that he had been a mistake and that his parents hadn't wanted him. Nate and him were close, Nate would take him places even though he was three years younger. He would hang out and show him things and just made sure he was alright. Brad was happy when his brother was alive. Nate loved him unconditionally and looking back on it stuck up for him to his folks.

After Nate died everything had changed. His parents started to actually care what he did and tried to get to get him to conform, get him ready to take over the family business. But he didn't want it...none of it. He wanted to do his own thing. So he rebelled. HE started to party and drick and got in to weed. He even used other drugs from time to time. He had taken up surfing because Nate, even though he had been new at it when he died, loved it He talked about it non stop so Brad made sure he learned and found that he loved it just as much. And now his job let him have his own hours and own life and he could also keep up with his party style that he has come accustomed too. His parents had cut him off when his little brother was born, they had kept him on thinking he would turn around but once that little guy was handed to her he didn't have their cash flow. He didn't mind though, his job paid well so he was just fine.

He stared out at the water, it was his day off, and he had some beer with him. The surf was down so there was no need to surf and tonight he would go to the club try and find a girl too hook up with. He smiled at that thought. Thinking about his past got depressing after a while. He took a swig of the beer and looked around. With school in session most people were there or working or whatever nine to fivers did. He didn't get why any one would want a job like that. HE chuckled thinking about it. A few more minutes here and then he would take off...get ready to party.

Elle had gone to the beach after school with some of her friends. After school probably wasn't the right term. They ditched their last class to sit on the sand and read magazines. They were second-semester seniors, and they considered it their right. Afterwards, her friends had gotten bored and decided to head back to the dorms and change to get ready to go out. Elle let them go ahead of her.

She enjoyed walking down the length of the beach, with her feet in the sand and the sound of the waves crashing in the distance. The native New Englander still thought it was crazy that she could be on the beach wearing her bikini with a denim mini and carrying flip flops in one hand in January! Her friends thought it was freezing and had worn sweatshirts, but the 60s were considered comfortable in Nantucket in June. Elle was made of tougher stuff. I wonder if Dad and Nicole would let a group of go up to Lake Tahoe or Utah or something and go snowboarding. Love the sand, but miss the snow.

"Oh hey!" Elle grinned as she spotted Brad sitting by himself on the beach. She had partied with him before. "When are you going to teach me how to surf?" She teased as she stood in front of him.

Elle cocked her head towards the beer he was drinking. Open alcohol was forbidden on public beaches, but it didn't stop anybody. "Can I have a sip?" She asked. Pre-gaming on the beach with a hot older guy beats pre-gaming back at the dorms with the girls and their makeup brushes.

Mostly this time of year he would be teaching tourists since the locals figured this as cold weather. Still didn't matter who he taught he got paid. He was brought out of his thoughts when a girl approached him. He smiled to her sitting up "Hey there" HE said to her. He remembered her from past parties and pat the towel next to him "HAve a seat" HE said to her. She was hot and he knew she was still in high school but just legal. He licked his lips slightly taking a swig of the beer and then handing one to her. "Sure babe" HE stated.

"So what are you up to tonight?" He asked her drinking more and feeling more up beat sitting with a hot chick. He was defiantly up for a party now. "I was thinking of heading up to a club..you want to join me...I got a nice stash" He said remembering her smoking something at the last party. It was always better to party with someone then alone that was for sure. ANd maybe he would get some action out of this too.

"Thanks," Elle smiled as she sat down next to him. She took the beer from him and took a sip gratefully. I can't believe this is my first drink of the night. Actually, wait. No. Hair of the dog doesn't count.

"I was gonna hit up Scorpio," Elle told him. It was pretty much her default place for partying. After all, they never carded her or her friends, she knew the staff and well, her step-mother owned the place. Still, she had been there pretty much every night the past few weeks. Elle glanced down at her outfit. It probably wasn't safe to call it an outfit, she had just been hanging out at the beach. She wasn't exactly dressed for clubbing. "Not really dressed for it though," she laughed.

Elle perked up when he mentioned he had a nice stash. "Do you have it on you now?" She asked Brad eagerly. "I could really go for a joint. Start my Friday night out chill, get stoned and watch the sun set." She leaned back on her hands and took another sip of her beer. "That's about as sweet as it gets, no?"

"NO problem babe" he said smirking and leaning back on his arms. He was shirtless and just in trunks as well. SHe said she was going to hit up Scorpio and he nodded "That sounds good. I was thinking of going there too" He stated taking another long swig of beer and looking at Elle knowing she knew he was checking her out. "I'm not that dressed for it either, was planning on going back to my place in a few" He said to her.

He laughed a bit "Nah I have it back home" HE said to her. He tilted his head slightly "If ya like though we could go back there. I have more drinks and nice joints...we could pregame before the club" He stated using the smile that girls loved. "What do ya say?" He asked her again drinking and then finishing off his beer feeling the nice buzz. Watching her drink from the bottle made him wonder what else those lips could do. YEa he either needed to fuck her or find someone to fuck cause he needed it. It's been a few days since he had and he needs it.

Elle smirked as she finished her beer, leaning back and letting him enjoy the view of her bikini top. Yes, this was definitely better than going back to the dorms. The guy was a hot surfer dude, older and with a stash of pot and plenty of beer. Why even bother going clubbing tonight? "Sure," she said. "I'd love to come over." Elle paused. Oh my god, wait, hooking up with an older guy without knowing his name is how Ashlyn got pregnant!

"My name's Elle, by the way," she informed him. She had definitely partied with him and seen him around, but she wanted to make sure she knew what his name was before she went back to his place.

Ok he found a new hobby, staring at her hot body. HE smiled when she said she would love to come over. "Great" He said to her sitting back up again. He looked over when she said her name "Brad" He told her. "I've partied with you before... you're not hard to forget" He stated with a smirk and again outwardly checking her out.

HE stood up and held out his hand to help her up. "We could forget the clubbing and just chill at my place" he said again licking his lips slightly. He wondered if she would be down for that. His dick was already half hard at the idea of just being alone with her for the night. "My place isn't too far" He said to her. waiting for her reaction and hopig it would go his way, it usually did anyway

Elle took his hand and stood up. "Thanks Brad," she smiled before brushing the sand off of her legs. She picked her flipflops up from the sand and gestured towards the road, away from the beach. "Lead the way," she said. I hope his apartment isn't too gross. Stoners are usually messy guys.

"Sounds cool," she said. "Neither one of us is dressed for the clubs, anyway, right? I hope your apartment is close." She started to walk with him towards his car.

Elle was sitting in the lifeguard stand with her buddy, Kellan. She had brought him some dinner at work, a few greasy burgers with fries and soda. The discarded wrappers were now sitting between them on the floor of the lifeguard stand. Elle was munching on some of the extra fries: she'd learned early on in her friendship with Kellan to bring extra food. He was skinny but ate more than anyone else she knew. It probably had to do with the fact that he always had the munchies, but she also assumed that he burned a lot of calories surfing.

The sun had just gone down, and so technically, her friend was no longer on-duty. It was a good thing, really, because in their state? Elle would just start pointing and laughing hysterically if someone started to drown. She wouldn't be able to take it seriously.

Elle wasn't really able to take anything seriously, at least not lately. After all, she was all set to graduate from high school in a few months, had already been accepted to a college where she knew all the coolest people, and had an all-access pass to Scorpio. She had a weird night there earlier this weekend, and Kellan had ended up picking her up at 4 AM after her designated driver and twin brother, Emmett, had ditched her. She owed him: hence the burgers, fries and giant bong sitting between them.