Beneath the Surface

Amber Kruger is a 16 year old teenager who never smiles. Brandon Tyler is a 17 year old rich and proud teenager who believes that life is all about parties, booze and girls...till he meets Amber.

  Brandon took a deep breath and inhaled the fresh Seattle air. It was great to be back after a rowdy, fun-filled holiday in Paris and a one week rebound in Russia. He missed Seattle and its troubles. Standing on the balcony of an expensively decorated room in an expensively built house, he wondered how school would be. He missed being the object of attention, hanging out with the guys at the basketball court, the loose cheerleaders who would do anything for his attention. Brandon Tyler was a rich brat. He was tall, dark, very handsome with a magnificent body build, hazy brown eyes, charming smile and funky punk hair. his parents were filthy rich so at 17, he already owned two Porsche panoramas and a Ferrari.
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The plane landed at the airport and the passengers alighted. Amongst them was a 16 year old girl with rich red hair and green eyes. She looked around and made her way to the parking lot, unnoticed by any official. There was a taxi waiting for her. The driver eyed her with curiosity. "Is this your first time in Seattle kid?" he asked. She shook her head. "Oh well, welcome to Seattle" he said. She just nodded.
    He dropped her off at the fourth house on James Street. It was a huge house, a three story building with a magnificent pool, a basketball court, a tennis court and other stuff the house of a  rich person could have. The red-haired girl pressed the bell on the gate and a security guard opened the gate for her. "Is Mr Halward in?" she asked. "Is he expecting you?" the guard asked back. She nodded. "What's your name?" the guard asked again. "Amber Kruger" she replied.

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      Brandon and his buddies, Ron and Asher, lounged lazily on the huge swing in Brandon's backyard. It was the night before school and the three friends came together to make wishes as they had been doing since middle school. Luckily, there was a full moon that night.(Ron and Asher were Brandon's best friends. They were sons of rich men like him. Ron had thick, curly brown hair and dark eyes. Asher was a blond with grey eyes, making him look like an ancient sorcerer).
      "Well, school has resumed. Can't wait to get back" said Ron. "Yeah. It's kinda hard to believe that I actually missed that place" said Asher. "Me too. Let's wish for stuff. I want this session to be awesome!" said Brandon. The trio sat up with glasses of Smirnoff i their hands. "I wish that Miss Mayers gets fired" said Ron. Brandon and Asher laughed. Miss Mayers was their math teacher. Ron was on her naughty list. "I wish we'll kick butt at the basketball regionals!" said Asher. Brandon smiled. He had a lot to wish for but only one thing seemed more important to him. "i wish I'd get the chance to make someone happy this session" he said.
"That's cool bro" said Asher.
"But lame" said Ron.
Brandon smiled and looked up at the moon. He had a feeling that this session was going to be exciting. "I just hope this wish comes true" he thought. For a second he thought he saw the moon smile at him.
 

Author's Note

I'm just starting with this story so please tell me what you think. Thanks.

Reviews

[Lady P]

Ok.This story is good,very typical and good.I wish it was longer and had more plot in it.and,I totally hope you continue this story ,wanna see how this goes.