Summer Victim

Chapter Two

"Ugh!!" As i heard Braylee's staticky voice hovering over my phone speaker. I thought about what all to pack. My closet was basically jean shorts and band tees.
"What the hell do I bring?!" Braylee's voice broke my thoughts.
"Great question. Where are we even going?" I asked as I decided to thrown my whole closet into my pink studded suit case. Braylee would not stop talking about this stupid trip, she just kept going on and on. All I could think about is Dylan. I jumped across my bed and grabbed the picture sitting on my night stand. I couldn't help but simple as I stared at the three little kids hanging on the money bars. All the memories filled my head. "I still can't believe it's been nine years." I whispered to myself. I quickly pulled my self together and finished packing. Later on that night I laid in bed just thinking to myself. I rolled over to check the time. As soon as my hand touched the button on my phone, I seen the cute face that holds the most magnificent ocean blue eyes of my best friend pop up on the screen. I answered the FaceTime with a smile on my face.
*Dylan's P.O.V*
I could not stop thinking about how Santana almost cried today. I don't think she noticed that's I could tell but I decided to push it away and I picked up my phone. I decided to FaceTime her. It rang awhile but I quickly seen that amazing smile that lights up my world and all I could do was smile right back.
"Hey." Oh that sweet voice of hers. I snapped out of my trance.
"Hey San." Is aid with a smile on my face. God I missed her. I know I shouldn't but I couldn't help myself.
*Santana's P.O.V*
This kid is crazy. Im so happy i got him, I don't know what I would have done if I never found him that day on the swings the first years of grade school. That day my life become truly great. Truth be told I never had someone as amazing as him. he is the only person I can really talk to. He is kind of my everything. Sometime I get bad memories and he calms me down. No one believes me. I mean who believes an eight year old. It's a really long story but I'm just glad he made a good impression on the group because I couldn't handle this trip with out him.