Always And Forever?

Chapter 20 - The Stolen Ice Pack

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Kevin's P.O.V.

Why are my parents suddenly thinking so much about these $50,000? As far as I have known my family, we have always been very affluent in monetary terms. My parents have always given me what I've wanted without a single frown on their foreheads. But thanks to my mother's strictness, I never came in the category of the spoiled brats.

I flinched as I recalled my mom's words, Will savings feed us all our lives?

I know that my father's business has been unstable since last year when that deal in Italy didn't work out. But, the situation here was going out of control. How could I not realise when my family was going through such a big problem? They must have needed me, but they loved me too much to tell me their problems. Now I understand that why had mom been so tensed and worried lately. She hasn't been herself since a long time and I couldn't see it.

The question is that where had I been so much engaged?

Oh, right! I had been occupied with Samara way too much to be there for my family. Now, don't get me wrong here, being busy with your girlfriend is not a bad thing but there is a thing called balance. I should've balanced them both and that's where I lost.

I tossed restlessly and my eyes caught the digital clock right beside my bed. It was 2 AM. 3 hours passed so briskly because the last time I checked it was 11 PM. Now, I've set a whole new record for myself as I've never stayed awake this late.

Jeez - I almost forget, it's my birthday today!

So, this is how it feels like to be sixteen? I've always thought that a few things are overrated, for instance, people create such a hype about being sixteen. That's what teenagers are all about, going after over-hyped stuff in order to be cool. Nobody stops to think about much more important things in life. Wow, I sound like a forty year old psychologist right now.

I turned left then right. Are there only two sides? Why isn't there a third one? Then to create a third side, I dug my head inside the pillow. Gosh, I'll die here due to lack of oxygen! Why am I not feeling sleepy? Sleep is of of the things I've loved the most after food, gaming, drumming, cars, bikes, okay forget it, it's a long list. But the point is that I love sleeping. I have the potential to sleep while dancing or even while bike riding.

Okay time for the old-school method, I'll count sheeps! One, two, three...

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Next morning, I drove my brand new Boxstler to school and I could see the face of every girl or boy turn towards me or rather I should say, my wheels. They must be feeling that I was a show off even if I was not. But what can I do about it? Highschool is a place where everyone is judged.

As I got out of the car, I could see Samara Halder and Courtney Leighton shooting daggers at me with their eyes. I giggled a bit when I recalled the banana peel incidence. Since then, both of them maintained their distance from me and my friends.

"Happy birthday Kev, my man!" I heard Shane's voice as I was walking towards my locker.

"Thanks Shane." I replied turning around as he grasped me in a bro-hug.

"Looks like you didn't sleep last night." Don't be shocked, we guys can notice dark circles too, sometimes.

"Yeah, I was too excited for today." I replied with as much enthusiasm as I could which made Shane cock his brow. He knew that I have never been excited about my birthday.