🎶 What time is it? SUMMERTIME! Anticipation... 🎶Hello, and welcome to my first step toward spending a wonderful summer. FINALLY! I'm going home after that tiring and pressure- full finals week if you're wondering where I'm at? I'm still taking a 4-hour bus ride towards our place which I'm almost there. It's' a beachside town where every day felt like it's giving me that stress-free vibe.
By the way, I'm Shanaiah Cryzelle, and right now! I'm vibing to the background music which you might already heard. IT'S WHAT TIME IS IT from the High School Musical.
As the bus beeps, I pulled my purple travel bag up there the overhead parcel and luggage racks, and stepped outside as the pitched tone of the lyrics '' TIME OF OUR LIVES'' was the last line I heard.
Hey! A familiar deep voice aroused.
''I missed you Shai '' he added.
This is Zane Bowen, he lives 30 footsteps away from me and believe me guys, their family hosted the best summer parties at the beach. '' it's good seeing you too Zane, sorry to cut this mini-reunion but I gotta go see you later '' I ran waving my hands with excitement till I've reached the front door of our house.
*sighed *
'' MAY THIS SUMMER BE HAVING SOMETHING TO REMEMBER'' I added joyously and opened the door.
Since I'm an only child, Mom gave me a warm welcome as I dropped my bag on the floor. It's now 11 a:m in the morning and the sunshine still heating the place outside. A minute after that, I just had a great idea to revisit my favorite spots in town as I felt like my toes were itching telling me to go right away even when I just arrived home without even taking lunch yet.
I hurriedly ran as Mom shouted '' COME BACK'' but duh I'm such in a good mood, hope nothing gets to ruin this beautiful day.
Ah, the windy breeze is meeting me as I reached the town's park. People were enjoying the food they bring on a picnic. The sound of animals happily walking along with their owners and that ice cream! How I missed this so-called dirty ice cream which was no ordinary one coz it's a special affordable Italian made called Ice Monkees. I approached the vendor asking for the blue one with white mixtures which might be the vanilla itself.
Little did I know! As I was busy devouring my sweet ice cream, a guy recklessly bumped my back as he was skateboarding.
'' SORRY! HAHA,'' he spoke in a mannerless way. Okay! Who was that? apparently, things happened too fast and as I was back in focus, that random stranger was already far off my sight.
Because of that little inconvenience, my mood changes into something I describe as a smokey volcano.
My next stop was supposed to be Springfield filled with flowers and it's located above the town where up there? you'd get to see the nicest view of the whole town. But before that, Mom texted me saying she got a piece of great news.
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Almost Perfect Getaway
Teen Fiction~A Teen Fiction contest entry ~ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓: Moving to your favorite summer home is a perfect getaway... except for your neighbor who is hellbent on finding creative ways to annoy you. Shanaiah Cryzelle a freshman college student whose 19 years...