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His Summer. Chapter1 Ever since I can remember, I've spent every
His Summer.
Chapter1
Ever since I can remember, I've spent every single one of my summers practically living at her house. Michaela has been my bestfriend since I was four and she was five. Ever since that first day we met, everything just kind of 'clicked'.
It was June 6th, 2000, I remember that day like it was yesterday. My mother and I were going to pick my brother, Derek, up from a friend's house. My mom parked the car in their little driveway and I skipped up the steps, my box of Cheez-Its in hand.
Mrs.P opened the door and I saw my brother and Jake playing trucks in the Toy Room. The next school year, they would be in second grade, and I would be starting kindergarden. Mrs. P invited my mom in for some tea to give the boys some more time to play. My brother is two years older than me, so I never really like playing with him and his friends, so I began wandering around their house. It wasn't until I was upstairs that I found her. She was sitting on the floor of a bright purple room reading a Junie B. Jones book. I walked over to her and sat indian style so close to her our knees were touching. She looked up at me, then at my box of Cheez-Its, and then got down on her stomach and started rummaging through some things underneath her bed. When she was through, she turned back to me with her own box in her hand, and smiled. It was then when I realized this friendship was going to last for a very long time.
Michaela has three brothers - Jake, Matt, and Josh. Jake was oldest, then Michaela, after that was Matt, and the baby of the family is Josh. They were all two years apart and looked exactly the same, except for Matt. They were all short with dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. Matt was a little taller with a head full of dirty blonde curls. Michaela had the curliest hair I had ever seen before, in fact, it was worse than mine.
Mr. and Mrs. P. had four children, and little did they know, after June 6th, 2000, they would practically be raising two more.
My mother's life has been no picnic, to say the least. My daddy died when I was two years old. I barely got to know him because of Melanoma skin cancer that claimed his life too early. My brother's right arm is paralyzed due to complications during child birth. She's been diagnosed with a never ending list of problems, including depression, sleep apnia, arthritus, and type two diabetes. She has been raising two hellians by herself for twelve years now on a teacher's salary, and I have not done a single thing to make it the least bit easier.
Michaela's family has been going to a summer camp called Camp Ker-Anna since it's founding in 1908 or something. They're all crazy about it, and now so am I. Ker-Anna has a summer camp program, day camp and overnight. Michaela and I go to overnight, and have been since we were nine. Michaela's family uses the camp on the off season too, for things like family reunions. I've gone to quite a few, starting that summer we met. That's were I met him.
Chapter1
Ever since I can remember, I've spent every single one of my summers practically living at her house. Michaela has been my bestfriend since I was four and she was five. Ever since that first day we met, everything just kind of 'clicked'.
It was June 6th, 2000, I remember that day like it was yesterday. My mother and I were going to pick my brother, Derek, up from a friend's house. My mom parked the car in their little driveway and I skipped up the steps, my box of Cheez-Its in hand.
Mrs.P opened the door and I saw my brother and Jake playing trucks in the Toy Room. The next school year, they would be in second grade, and I would be starting kindergarden. Mrs. P invited my mom in for some tea to give the boys some more time to play. My brother is two years older than me, so I never really like playing with him and his friends, so I began wandering around their house. It wasn't until I was upstairs that I found her. She was sitting on the floor of a bright purple room reading a Junie B. Jones book. I walked over to her and sat indian style so close to her our knees were touching. She looked up at me, then at my box of Cheez-Its, and then got down on her stomach and started rummaging through some things underneath her bed. When she was through, she turned back to me with her own box in her hand, and smiled. It was then when I realized this friendship was going to last for a very long time.
Michaela has three brothers - Jake, Matt, and Josh. Jake was oldest, then Michaela, after that was Matt, and the baby of the family is Josh. They were all two years apart and looked exactly the same, except for Matt. They were all short with dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. Matt was a little taller with a head full of dirty blonde curls. Michaela had the curliest hair I had ever seen before, in fact, it was worse than mine.
Mr. and Mrs. P. had four children, and little did they know, after June 6th, 2000, they would practically be raising two more.
My mother's life has been no picnic, to say the least. My daddy died when I was two years old. I barely got to know him because of Melanoma skin cancer that claimed his life too early. My brother's right arm is paralyzed due to complications during child birth. She's been diagnosed with a never ending list of problems, including depression, sleep apnia, arthritus, and type two diabetes. She has been raising two hellians by herself for twelve years now on a teacher's salary, and I have not done a single thing to make it the least bit easier.
Michaela's family has been going to a summer camp called Camp Ker-Anna since it's founding in 1908 or something. They're all crazy about it, and now so am I. Ker-Anna has a summer camp program, day camp and overnight. Michaela and I go to overnight, and have been since we were nine. Michaela's family uses the camp on the off season too, for things like family reunions. I've gone to quite a few, starting that summer we met. That's were I met him.
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- +&Baby, it's time. It's time to put the bathing suits and the memories in the back of the drawer. It's time to let the tans and the 'rememberwhens' fade. It's time to wash away the smell of chlorine and your skin from my body. It's time to replace the camp songs and your melodious laugh with the new JaySean hit. It's time to say goodbye to everything that summer meant to me. It's time to say goodbye to you. Because you said hello to her. But you had better remember, if I ever get you back, I'll let you go without a fight. You know why? Because if you try to leave me again, you're gonna get a friggen war. -s.e.r.e.n.d.i.p.i.t.y 7 7 2 9-
- His Summer. Chapter3 When we finally got to camp, a few of Michaela's uncles came over to help Mr.P unload the truck, so Mich and I were off the hook. As much as I wanted to, I knew I couldn't run around asking people where Eric was, because that would be kind of creepy. Instead, Michaela and I walked down the path to the dock and sat on the edge with our feet in the water. We sat there and talked about nothing, laughing and splashing water around. After I had soaked Michaela in pond water, I heard footsteps coming down the path. I turned around, and yes, you guessed it, there he was. There he was, all 5'8" of him. He had khaki cutoffs on and no shirt. He had dark brown hair like mine, with a baseball hat on backwards. He had the type of curly hair that flipped out from underneath the sides of his hat. He was perfect. He sat down on the dock next to me without a word. Michaela stood up and said her hello's and then walked back up the path towards the main house. She claimed she was going to go get settled in our cabin and change into something dry and comfortable, but I knew that she was just giving me my moment. As soon as she left, I layed down on the dock, one leg bent and propped up on the dock, the other swinging in the water. I put my head in his lap and looked up at him. He smiled at me and leaned in and kissed me. "I missed you, BabyGirl." He whispered with a smile, his lips still on mine. He took my hand and held it on his chest and told me he loved me. My stomach was so full of butterflies, I felt like I was going to float away if I didn't hold on. We sat like that for a while, until we heard someone else coming close to the dock. I stood up, still holding his hand, and pulled him up the path and out into the open. He dropped my hand but still kept close as we walked towards the cabin we were all staying in. His family could not know that we had a 'thing', or else the 'thing' would be no more. He settled his bed as I went and changed into some of his baggy black sweatpants and my gray tank top. I loved wearing his clothes, it made me feel like even when he wasn't really with me, I would still have a part of him. Mich, Jake, Eric, and I all walked up to the main house together. We grabbed some food and ate it out on the porch. After dinner, a bunch of the family went for a night swim in the pool, but Michaela and I just sat on the side because we had both straightened our hair and didn't want the beasts to come back. I had changed into my white string bikini, but had put his sweats over it - I loved showing off my tan, flat stomach. When she wasn't looking, Jake, Eric, and there other cousin, Mike, grabbed Michaela first and threw her into the pool. While I was laughing at her, Eric came over, pulled down my sweatpants so I was left, freezing, in my white bikini. He then picked me up so my legs were around his waist and my arms around his neck, and ran and jumped into the pool, bringing me down with him. We came up laughing and splashing eachother. So much for straight hair. The adults and little kids all went to bed around 10 o'clock, which left us teenagers yelling and hollering until about 1am. After he thought everyone had gone to bed, Eric snuck into the girls side of the cabin and crawled into my bed. He kissed my jaw and held me close. He ran his hands along the curves of my body until I warmed up. I fell asleep with my head on his heart.