𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑵𝑬 : 𝑳𝑼𝑪𝑰𝑨

       Marseille, France. The place in the whole world that I love the most. The place where the sky is the same colour as the Mediterranean Sea. The place where soap was created. The place where the rich side of my family has its summer house. The place of my first heartbreak.

      It's a new summer and I will never see the boy who broke my heart again, well at least not until next school year. The boy who broke my heart is named Cade, but my friends and I called him 'he who shall not be named'. The thing with Cade is that he is my brother's best friend and would come on the summer trip to 'la maison du ete' (the summer house in english), every summer. That was great when we had our fling he was in the same house, but after the fling ended it was just painful. 

     It is now Summer 2022 and I am no longer heartbroken, and Cade is not going to be in Marseille with us because he has 'hockey training' all summer. Which I know is not the only reason why he isn't coming with us this summer, but I like to think that it is.

    ''Lucia! T-Minus twenty minutes until we leave for the airport, make sure to bring at least one top that goes below the belly button this summer Luci!''. I roll my eyes at my Dad's remark. I then throw one over sized tee from 2018 in my suitcase. Last summer I wore jean shorts and a crop top to the airport and on the flight to impress 'he who shall not be named', which ended up being a really shitty decision because I had to sleep in my jean shorts on the eight hour flight to Paris. Well this year one, I don't give a shit about what I wear to the airport, and two Cade isn't here to silently judge my outfit choices like he did all the years before. 

     I zip up my hot pink suitcase that I may have got for my eleventh birthday but it is still durable as hell, and also it has cool stickers from all the places I have visited with it. The last thing I pack in my carry-on is my journal which I write in almost everyday. I plan to read some of the entries from last year on the plane, but I don't want everyone to see me cry when I read the entry from August 9th, because people don't pay to sit in economy only to listen to a sixteen year old cry over her ex.

    "Lucia, We are actually going to leave without you if you don't get your ass down here in 30 seconds.'' My brother Landon shouts at me from the front door.

     ''I'm coming! Calm your tits man." I shout back at Landon, I can hear him scoff from all the way up in my room. I run down the stairs and almost trip over the ends of my sweat pants and curse myself for forgetting to roll them up. I quickly kiss my dog Chewie goodbye and run out the door panting already because I am running in sweatpants in 30 degree weather. I pass my suitcase to my Dad for him to put it in the trunk because I apparently always put it in wrong. 

     I jump into the car and we are off to the airport. I peek over my brother's shoulder and see him texting his girlfriend Clara goodbye and that he will miss her so much, it makes me barf a bit in my mouth when he sends a non PG text to her. 

     People always say that my brother and I look identical because we both have dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, but other than that in my opinion we are very different, meaning that I am not an asshole like he is.

      I know the way to the airport by heart by now, and when we turn down a street that is a detour from the airport I think nothing of it, but when we turn into Cades driveway I almost barf.

     '' Why are we in Cade's driveway, we are supposed to be headed to the airport?'' I ask my parents

    ''Why do you think honey, Cade is coming on the trip with us.'' my Mom tells me, and at that moment I want to get hit in the stomach really hard by a tennis ball, which believe me is not something you wish for.