Boys of Summer

School's Out

Now let's give it up to the class of 1984!!
The principal just finished his speech and I was officially done with high school.
"Oh I'm so happy babe! Let's go!", my boyfriend spoke.
God I hated him. My boyfriends name is Chad and he's one of the preppy kids. Quarter back on the football team, on the golf team, and is on the student council or whatever the hell that things called. We started dating in Sophomore year and I liked him for a while and then I changed and so did he. We became complete opposites but I never had the heart to dump him. He was a jock and a huge jerk. Always dressed in baby pink and blue colors and always wore that stupid letterman jacket. He loved all the pop music just like all the other kids and he always shamed me for my music taste, and well everything I like. In Jr. year I was introduced to Ramones and my love for punk went through the roof. I found myself and I found out what I loved and man did he hate it. So while he would listen to all the pop crap I would be blasting Black Sabbath and Motörhead. While he would wear his preppy clothes, I traded mine in for a leather jacket and band tees. For the past few years I've been living in hell. Everyone in my town thinks I worship Satan and my parents have basically disowned me. I'm honestly surprised Chad hasn't dumped me first.
"Lilith! Lilith!! You still there babe?", Chad spoke.
I snapped out of my thoughts and nodded my head at him while he spoke again.
"Come on let's go so you can suck me off in the truck.", he said.
I scoffed at him and I knew it was time.
"No Chad. I'm done. I don't want to be with you anymore so I'm breaking up with you.", I said.
Chad started throwing a tantrum and causing a scene so I just stood up and walked away. I walked up to my parents and my mom spoke.
"What was that all about?", she asked.
"Broke up with him.", I responded simply.
"Why? Did he hurt you?", my dad stepped in.
"No. I've been wanting to for a while and he was all like come on and suck my dick and I just grew a pair and dumped him.", I spoke.
My parents looked at me pissed and even though their embarrassed of me in our small town, they will still defend me. My mom dragged me off while my dad walked angrily up to Chad. My mom and I stopped by the car and we both busted out laughing at how scared Chad looked in that moment. It felt nice to laugh with my mom. Normally we were always arguing and mad at each other but right now it feels good.

"Listen Lilith, I know we haven't had the best relationship the past couple years and I'm sorry for that. It took me a while to accept you and your different style and to be honest with you, I let what others thought bother me too much. I mean you know how it is. Small town in South Georgia. Everyone talks. But anyways I'm sorry and I'm glad your different and have your own style.", my mom spoke.

I couldn't really believe what she was saying but all I could really do was go and hug her.

"Thanks mama", I spoke softly.

"Just know, you'll always have a love for southern rock that you can't get rid of.", she said jokingly.

"Ha yeah that's the truth.", I laughed.

As we pulled away my dad came back and I smiled and hugged him.

"So your mom and I have a surprise for you.", my dad spoke.

"Well we know how you've always wanted to go to San Francisco so we bought you a Greyhound ticket.", my mom spoke.

A huge smile went across my face as I looked at the ticket and I pulled both of them into a hug thanking them. As I examined the ticket more I realized the bus leaves in the morning.

"Oh god I have to get my things packed!", I exclaimed.

My parents laughed at me while I ran towards my car and sped home. I spent all night packing my bags and before I knew it, it was morning. I dragged my suitcase out of my room along with my guitar and amp and my dad helped me load it into his car. He drove me to the station and I said my goodbyes before hauling my things onto the bus and taking a seat. As the bus started moving I watched out the window and reality settled in. I was really going to California. Let's see what I find on this adventure.