It's the summer before her senior year and all Emily Garcia wants is enjoy her summer. That's the only thing she wants at the moment.
She doesn't want any harsh memories running through her brain or any worries of her father. All Emily wants is hap...
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~Emily~
This summer is going by a little too fast.
For the past few days the twins, the guys and I have been hanging out nonstop and it's been great. We've usually been going out to eat or just hanging out at one of our houses. The weather has gotten even hotter as the days go by.
Which I'm not a fan of.
Hot weather is the worst. I sweat like crazy, I can't sleep comfortably unless my fan is on blast and the window is open. The hot weather also means I can't wear thick clothing which is kinda rude.
I've been wearing looser shirts and shorts which means some scars on my body are more noticeable which is great right?
Thankfully nobody really has brought anything up because if someone would have, I don't know what I would say. I have officially ran out of stupid excuses to say.
The fact that I still have to lie about the scars on my body to this day is so bizarre. All I want to do is just come clean about everything that has happened and forget it all. Now that I can't do, it's too much and hurts knowing it will never happen.
On the bright side, over these past few days I haven't dreamed anything too terrible. I don't know how but the nightmares have just settled down. Either that or it's because my sleep schedule is fucked up and I never really sleep.
Yeah it's definitely that.
Today I woke up in a really good mood and I'm having an amazing hair day too. Now if someone even dares to ruin my hair or mood today, I will be chopping their heads off.
Sophia and I both agreed to go shopping today in the morning since there's less people out. Unfortunately someone didn't wake up on time so now we are just chilling at her house eating pizza rolls while watching a serial killer documentary.
"We should go to the store and get some ice cream it's hot as balls today." Sophia suggests and she's right. It is hot I feel like I have sweat stains under my armpits. Oh no.
"Didn't you just buy some ice cream sandwiches like two days ago?" I remind her, we all went to the grocery store late at night because we were all craving ice cream. Sophia bought a shit tone of ice cream sandwiches and we all ate some but didn't finish them.
"I did but Greyson ate the last couple of ones, so now I'm mad at him and want more." She sighs getting up from the couch we're on and making her way to the kitchen.
I gasp, "How dare he do such a thing to you?" Those ice cream sandwiches are our prized possession and are not to mess with.
