My Diary

First Day of Summer

Your supposed to be happy when it's summer, right? Gods, I was excited about this day and I don't even know what I'm gonna do. I thought of going to my neighbor's house to play basketball. Yes, I play basketball sometimes. But most of the times I don't even shoot. I usually play with one of my neighborhood friends, Joey Lima. He had short brown hair and green eyes. He was 13 years old and a really skilled basketball player. Oh and another one, Michael Lauren. And to all my classmates who's reading this, not the Michael we know! This is my NEIGHBOR! There, see it already?

Michael has short blonde hair and blue eyes. He just returned yesterday because he lives in Batangas. But he goes here every summer and lives in his cousin's house. Me and his cousin don't really get along great with his cousin. I don't want to tell you guys the reason.

Anyway, I went downstairs to get breakfast. Looks like breakfast was already served. Spaghetti. Yum! My parents and my siblings were had to go somewhere so I was home alone. Except for my grandfather and our maid. I returned upstairs then read some fanfiction on Wattpad.

After I read the story, I put it down and charged it. It was already 10% so yeah. I didn't know what to do! Usually, I read but I finished the Heroes of Olympus Series and the Percy Jackson Series twice already. Oh well. I turned on the laptop and watched Kick Ass 2, one of my all time fave movies.

When the movie ended, I once again had nothing to do. I wondered if our maid would see me if I snuck out. Nah, she'd probably notice. Gods, I was so bored! Finally coming to the conclusion that I was gonna die of boredom, I just laid on my bed thinking,'Why is it so hot today?' I know, summer! Gods, sometimes I hated summer. It was seriously fucked-up. I turned on the TV. It was playing Master Chef Junior! Yes, one of my fave shows! I really liked Andrew's cooking. He's really nice and he even helped Jenna out in the competition. He has a really huge heart.

When that ended I got up from my bed and decided I was hungry so I went downstairs and got an oatmeal cookie. It tastes better than regular cookies. I ran upstairs once again and looked through my mini library. It was packed with all my books and I have read them all each more than once. You can say I'm a bookworm.

I've read all of it! I'm so bored... Bored... bored... bored... bored...bored... bored... Bored...

I got up and went downstairs and asked our maid,"Can I go outside?"

Ate Mary asked,"Why?"

I shrugged,"I'm bored! Maybe I'll ask Joey to play basketball with me?" I said it more like a question than a statement.

"Okay."

I ran to my room and changed my clothes. Yes, I was still in my PJ's.

I changed into a plain gray tank top and jersey shorts from when I was in fourth grade.

I went downstairs and grabbed some money, in case I get thirsty, and rushed out of there. It wasn't that hot anymore. I decided to run to Joey's house. It was just a few blocks away. That was one of the reasons I liked being ADHD; I can run and I'll rarely get tired. Yes, I admitted it, I'm ADHD. Fuck with me? Your gonna get hurt. Real bad.

I stopped in front of Joey's house. He was in their garden and he was watering their plants. He saw me and gave off one of his crooked smiles. He was handsome and all but I didn't like him in anyway. Just as a friend. After what happened with Jon, I've been having trust issues. But Joey wasn't Jon, Joey was much too nice of a guy. He couldn't - no, wouldn't - do what Jon did to me.

I waved then said,"Yo! Mind if I come in?"

He looked towards me and temporarily forgot that he was holding a freaking hose. I got drenched in water. Droplets of water dripped from my now wet hair. My oh-so-beloved gray tank top was wet with what people might mistake for sweat. I glared menacingly at Joey who stared awestricken,"S-S-Sorry!" Joey stammered.

I glared hard at him. He gulped then ran away. I followed him. He ran even faster. When we were only in arm's length, I tackled him to the ground. I landed on his back. Small drops of water dripped from my hair and unto his shirt. I got off of him and he rolled to the other side.

I smirked victoriously then helped him up.

Joey stood up and dusted off the dirt on his face.

He glared at me pointedly,"The hurt!" He whined.

I grinned,"That's the purpose!" I explained cheekily.

He rolled his eyes then looked at my clothes,"You can't come in my house looking like that," he pointed to my wet clothes.

I shrugged,"You done watering those plastic plants?" I smirked at his shocked face.

"Those other plants you just watered were fucking plastic, you moron!" I laughed while he pouted.

I shifted my weight into the right to the left foot,"So? Wanna buy ice cream?"

His head snapped up,"Yeah!" He'd never reject the idea of ice cream.

After that, it was a blur to me. We had fun and played a little basketball. Of course, I didn't shoot once but he did. He's an amazing player.

I guess my first day of vacation wasn't as boring as I thought it's be.