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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 8:17 am
d i e g o |x|x|a l e j a n d r o|x|x| s a n c h e z I won't do your drugs darlin'. I am your drug. Diego didn't even care if he fell straight off the roof this time, he jumped even. Landing half on his foot and half on a bush, he again let out a muttering groan and got to his feet. He grit his teeth as he brushed off the leaves and limped back towards his truck.
His wheels screeched off the street as he sped back to his part of town. In his rage, he almost didn't recognize his cousin driving his way. In fact, he didn't the first time round, he only knew it was him from checking out the license plate in the mirror.
"s**t."
He didn't think Marco had noticed him. But damnit it was a close call.
Diego's rage elevated further at the fact that Emma had kicked him out, and now called Marco in to save the day. What a b***h. And she'd even had the cheek to keep his shirt.
He didn't mean it of course, not in the slightest. Marco was her boyfriend, and saving the day- her day- was his job. And he had loved that she'd kept his shirt. But damnit, he was still pissed! Diego just thought and said things without the thinking process that people usually had. Instead he just fired away at the first thing, hoping that he'd hit something before he ran out of ammo.
Diego pulled up at the site gates and got out of the car. For once, he was on time for work, and luckily it was hot enough to be without a shirt.
Uno aprende a amar, no cuando encuentre a la persona perfecta, sino cuando aprenda a creer en la perfección de una persona imperfecta.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 8:49 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:. Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco looked down at Emma in his arms, her eyes damp and slightly bloodshot, and her hair in it's blond mess. And he loved every bit of it.
"Because it's you and me." he said simply, looking up from her face and giving her a kiss on the head. He trusted Emma with the whole of his heart. If he didn't, they probably wouldn't have made it as far as they did, what with her own trust issues and parents, and his own set of issues too.
They weren't like other teenage couples their age, who were so preoccupied with sex, and other people, creating drama for themselves that later would be too complicated for them to fix. He loved her, and everything about her too much.As far as Marco was concerned, nothing could get between them.
He couldn't have been any further from wrong.
"No tears." he said, pointing at her, failing to be stern by giving in to a smile. "Let's get out of here." he said, looking around the house. Funnily enough, for a long while when they first started going out, he'd always been curious about her house. And figured the time he actually got to step foot in it, it would be a good day. But now, it didn't seem important, it was just her. Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 8:59 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never. It might be the last thing you do. Emma was slapped across the face with a pang of guilt. Because its you and me.
What would he do..if he only knew..
She moved to kiss his lips softly. All she had to do was put it behind her right? Forget it happened. Out of sight, out of mind. Later that night she'd wash her sheets and she'd throw away Diegos shirt. Burn it. She would forget all that happened the night before. It was just a hook up anyway. Not like Diego cared about her in the way Marco did. And she didn't care about Diego in the way she loved her boyfriend.
"Get out of here? Do you see me?" Thats all it took, Emma was pushing her emotions away and swallowing her tears. Done. Back to her old carefree self.
"Where are you taking me off to?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 9:09 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:. Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco kissed her back, lightly, still unsure of what was going on in her head. Then again, he was always unsure of what was in her head. Marco looked at her a little confused. Of course he could see her. "Si.."
But then he caught her sarcasm at the end of the sentence. He was still getting used to that, in english, anyway. "And you look muy bien." he said, with a small grin.
"Ahh. Come with me and find out," he said, getting up off the couch and taking her hand, leading her back out of the house.
Marco opened up the trunk and unzipped the bag he had brought with him and pulled out two wetsuits, one big and one small. "It's perfect surfing weather." he said, his grin even bigger now, excited that he might get to teach her something knew, or vice versa. Who knew. Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:07 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never. It might be the last thing you do. "Noooo.." Emma chuckled. "I look like crap-o-la!" She was already being pulled to her feet. "Baaabe, I look awful." But he was pulling her out of the house and over to his car.
"Wet suits?" She cocked her head to the side. "Wait, what? Surfing?" She laughed. "Are you kidding me?"
Emma took the smaller suit and sighed. "Alrighty Roo, I suppose we can try anything once." She bit on her bottom lip, laughing softly to herself.
This was why she loved Marco.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 5:56 pm
.:Marco Enrique Martin:. Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco punched the air at his success. "Si, exacto!" He said, shutting the trunk and putting his wetsuit in the back seat before getting back behind the wheel.
He started the engine while he waited for Emma to get in the car. Once she was in he drove off for the coast. It wasn't a long drive, but a bit of a pain to, since once you got out of the city it was a bumpy ride all the way down to the beach.
Marco pulled up at the end of the road where the beach was now in plain view, just down some steps. This was his favourite beach. Granted, there weren't many around here, but this one was the most secluded, because it was the least well known. The beach was empty of course, being perfect surf weather, meaning, it was cold, windy, and a little rainy.
Marco got out of the car and walked up to a small wooden booth by the steps down to the beach, he tapped on the window and spoke to the guy in inside, gave him some money, and then stepped inside the booth, returning again with two surf boards, the smile on his face translating to pure excitement.
He leant the boards on the side of his car then got his wetsuit from the backseat and started undressing down to his underwear to put it on. "Come on Em, this'll be great." he said, looking at her, barely out of the car. Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:21 am
samanthaualani Emma Rae Summers Never say never. It might be the last thing you do.  Emma was nervous, of course. She had never been surfing before in her life. She got into the car after Marco, after putting her suit in by his.
They drove out, mostly in silence. The rythem of the radio echoeing around them. She was tracing her index finger along his thigh, humming softly and trying to focus on how this was the perfect day.
Just being with Marco- Was the best. Diego would never do this for her. He would rather ******** than take her out and take her mind off her problems.
After the bumpy ride down to the beach, Marco was gone to pay and such. When he returned she was hanging her feet out of the car and shivering. "You ... I could have paid Marco," She hadn't thought of it until she saw him paying the guy.
Emma got up and out of the car, grabbing her suit and turning to look at her novio. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of him in his boxers. She looked around, seeing no one.
Okay, so she was still shakey about her appearance, especially her tummy. She sucked it in as she slowly tossed her clothes into the car and slid on the wetsuit. Her body was covered in goosebumps.
"Do you have any clue how to surf..?" She questioned, a small smirk on her face.
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Posted: Sat Jul 31, 2010 8:00 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:. Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco waved his hand in dismissal of her comment about paying. "Ay, don't worry about it." If he was honest, he liked paying for things when they were together, even though she was technically, the one better off, financially, he wouldn't let his girlfriend pay for anything. He'd was like that with virtually every girl he was with, though, to be fair, he hadn't really been with a girl long enough for it to be a noticeable trait of his.
Marco made a point of not staring at her when she undressed. It was pretty difficult, what with her having the type of body he'd want to stare at, but he knew she was still on edge about all of that, even of she didn't say so.
Once he was dressed, and he saw that she was too, he turned and looked at her in the wetsuit, looking like a surfer already. "Damn. I love my life." he said, smirking as he looked her up and down. "You look hot."
His eyes shot back up to meet hers when she asked him if he knew how to surf. "Do I know how to surf?" he repeated, walking over to her, his eyebrows raised and his expression almost amused at the implication. He was inches away from her face before he leant in closer and whispered, "Come find out." before pulling away again and grabbing both surfboards and carrying one under each arm and jumping (as best he could with two full sized surfboards) down the steps and onto the beach. Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 31, 2010 10:52 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never. It might be the last thing you do. Emma laughed. He loved his life, because she was hot? She couldn't help it, she was blushing. It was just something nice to hear.
Especially after the morning she'd had. Marco was leaning in and she tried to kiss him but he was nudging her towards the beach.
Emma was chasing after Marco, as he wobbled along with two surfboards. She giggled and took one from him, heading towards the water. "I have no clue what the hell I'm doing, I have never- ever surfed in my life."
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 9:00 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:. Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco smirked as his feet touched the water. He looked back at Emma and smiled, shaking his head. "After today, you will. They won't be strong at the beginning," he said looking back to the sea and spotting and growing wave in the distance. "You watch a second," he said, quickly looking back at her before running into the water with his board.
As the water got a little deeper, he climbed onto the board and lay on his stomach, paddling out farther as the wave approaching gained more height and momentum. Marco paddled out to a point in the water and stopped, just before meeting the wave at it's breaking point and stood up on the board, and then rode the wave for a good 10 seconds or so, before the water pushed him back out to shore. He laughed as he stepped off the board and onto the sand, pulling the board more securely up onto the sand.
He shook the water out of his hair and grabbed her hand, pulling her and her board a little bit further into the water. When the water reached just at their thighs, he stood on the other side of her board and looked out to the water again.
"When the next one starts to build, you climb on and lie down, then start to swim near it." he tried to explain, doing the paddling motion with his hands as he said it. "And then, when you feel it's going to, uh.. break-" he said, clapping his hands together as an example of the wave breaking- ..yeah- "Then you try and stand up." he finished, smiling and shaking water out of his hair. "We practice swimming and standing now, while it's flat." he said, patting the board as an indication for her to get on.
Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 5:18 pm
Emma Rae Summers Never say never. It might be the last thing you do. Emma watched Marco.
Yeah, he had obviously done this before. "You have got to be kidding me," She placed her hands on her hips, watching as he came back toh her.
"You know what, I'll stand here and loook pretty while youuuuu have fun!" She smiled, trying to sell it. But failing, he was pulling her out there already.
"I do what?... Waves breaking... then you get up... right right..." She was nodding along, but completely and entirely freaking out.
Emma was on the board and swimming towards the wave. But when it was time to stand, she freaked and ended up falling off.
Oh yes, mouthful of water. "Marco!" She whined, spitting water.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:17 pm
.:Marco Enrique Martin:. Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco laughed lightly as he saw her go down and swam over towards the lone board. He got there quickly and grabbed her arm. He held her up and pulled her towards the board.
"You're okay Em. I got you." he said, chuckling as he swam them and the board back to a shallow area. Once he could stand he pulled Emma close to him and up into a hug.
Moving her soaked strands of hair from her face he looked down at the spluttering girl. "You okay?" he asked, smiling, but feeling a little bad for her. Mouthful of seawater was never nice.
"Maybe we'll just practice standing up on the board here." he said, looking around at the bit of water they were in now, which was almost completely flat and far enough away to be affected by big waves.
Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 9:24 pm
Emma Rae Summers Never say never. It might be the last thing you do. Emma was instantly wrapped up in Marcos arms. He pulled her to where she could touch the bottom of the waters floor, she was wiping her eyes and sniffling.
"Nooo. I'm sooo done. I'll sit here, on the beach and look pretty while you go out and do your thing." She even wiggled her eyebrows a bit for effect, hoping to snag him and get him to let her get away with it.
Which rarely worked. Marco pushed her, and she had to admit it was one of the things she loved about him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 6:28 pm
.:Marco Enrique Martin:. Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco rolled his eyes. "You are so not done." he said bluntly, raising an eyebrow and looking at the blonde. When she didn't respond he stamped a foot under the water and cocked his head to the side.
"Come onnnnnnn." he whined, looking at her with a killer pleading look. "Just practice getting on while it's flat with me standing right next to it, and I bet after a couple of times you'll be able to do it on your own.." he said, smiling and nodding.
"As beautiful as you are, and would look, just sunbathing out on the beach." he said, making ironic point that there was no sun out, and she would be colder out of the water than in. "I'm pretty much going to make you do this babe." he said giving her a grin.
Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:21 pm
Emma Rae Summers Never say never. It might be the last thing you do. Emma grunted. "Says who?" She crossed her arms over her chest and pulled her own pout just as he pleaded.
"Buuut bbaaaabe. I suuuuck." She could play this game too! And often did..
"Sunbathing?" Emma glanced up. Right, no sun. Surely she'd be freezing. Just thinking about it she shivered a bit. "I know you are. But I'm going to look like such an idiot!"
She glanced around, not that there were really any people around. "Ugh, fine." Emma snatched her board back and looked down at the water pooling around her feet. "What do I do?"
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