The Decuplets

Senior Summer Begins

Ella

Last day of Junior year. When that bell rings, I'm a senior. A senior!

My last period class is AP Biology, and we were just watching Finding Nemo, so I took it as an opportunity to space out and reflect on the wild ride that was being a junior.

It all started with the movie night the first week of school. I cringe at the thought of having Trevor's arm around me for well over an hour. No matter what for, I could not do that today, so props to old me.

Then there was the house party where I got with Cam for the first time, which is also quite cringe-worthy. Cam and his stupid stars. What a player.

Next was Halloween, where I actually got with Trevor. Then Cam again. All while being in love with Zach. Maybe I deserved the cookies being thrown at me!

Speaking of which, Reece actually used to be such a bitch to me. For no reason.

He told me Zach didn't like me when he knew he did.

He taunted me about the bet when it was totally not my fault. I was the victim!

He told me I was getting a promise ring.

He stopped me from having a New Years kiss (do I sense some jealousy?)

He cheated on me! So wait, he's still a bitch!

He did some nice things for me, too, like...actually, I'm not really sure. Being a good hook up? That time in the club was in the top 3 best hookups of the year. Top 2, maybe, only beat by my most recent one with Zach.

But, in retrospect, are they really the best if they meant nothing to both of them?

I guess being a good kisser runs in the Romano blood because 75% of my other hookups were awful. Trevor, Finn, Olly, the list goes on.

Messing with boys was not the only thing I did this year, and I'm walking away with many accomplishments that I will remember forever.

I bitch-slapped Ava.

I won the color war math competition against Brandon.

I got a 1540 on my SAT.

I, um, won cup pong that one time.

Maybe all I did was mess with boys.

But I'm not even half as bad as the brothers. They take a new girl home every night. They just think we're sluts because we get with all their friends, but they're just mad because they can't get back at us—Scarlett and I have no friends!

But honestly, having been cheated on twice and being part of a bet, I think boys messed with me more than I messed with them.

Not to mention Gage.

Even being friends with him now, I can admit that the Hamptons was an absolute shit show and should have never happened. I know we just keep going back because we want it to be how it used to be when we were younger, but it's hard to accept that it never will be again.

On the bright side, I think I became even closer with Scarlett this year, especially after telling her about Zach. It's so fun to have a girl best friend because you can honestly talk about anything. I don't know what I'd do if I were a boy and couldn't tell my friends every second of my love life.

Plus, now I know I can truly tell her anything. I'll never keep anything from her again.

I don't know what my life would look like without her or even the Romanos in general. I'd probably be bored to tears and dating Cam or Trevor.

They've taken me on so many vacations, too, even though all of those were also a disaster, with Zach in Puerto Rico and with Reece in Spain. Can't a girl have one relaxing week with a boy who isn't a complete idiot? The answer has so far been no.

But there's a lot coming up, too. It's summer, which means Scarlett and I are going crazy.

I can't wait.

Then the bell rang, breaking me out of my thoughts. Scarlett and I ran through the halls, holding hands and giggling.

"This is going to be the best summer ever," Scarlett said as we met up with her brothers.

"Duh!"