Summer Sadness

Chapter 1 | Hawaii

Jenn.

As I'm listening to Cool Kids I was laying on my bed hanging upside down looking at my small walk in closet.

"Jenn!" My name echoes through the house.

I turn off my music and sit up. I hope off my bed and walk downstairs to find my mom sitting at the table. She points to the seat across from her. I sit down.

"Yes?" I say.

"You've been in your room all day! Its summer!" She smiles trying to make me eager. Its not working.

"I would be in Hawaii with Andrea, Lauren, and Arden if someone didnt say no" i pointed out.

My best friends had plans that in the beginning of the summer they would go to Hawaii and Andrea's parents would watch us. Sadly my mom turned it down. Not because of money problems. We aren't poor but were not rich just average.

"Why send you to a place with beaches when theres beaches here?" She said.

"Its Hawaii! I could be at a beach house right now, or drawing in the sand, or--"

"Talking about Hawaii still Jenny?" My dad walks in interrupting.

"She wants me to have fun when i told her i could have at Hawaii" i explain looking at mom the whole time.

"You dont need to be at a beach house to have fun" she tells me while she gets up to get more coffee.

"Fine ill leave and have fun" i get up and walk to my room.

I grab my black backpack and put in my art supplies and my 2 cameras. Basically my life in a backpack. I head downstairs and slipped on my black high platform shoes. I was wearing a sweat shirt that said 'PINK' on it and black pants. My shoes didnt have super high platforms but higher than an average platform hight.

"Bye guys!" I yell as i open the door.

"Where are you going?" My mom asked getting up from the couch.

"For a walk. Might stop and take photos. Be back before dinner"

"Ok. Be safe!" My mom reminded me even though its common sense not to get kidnapped.

I walked out our house and notice theres new neighbors moving in across from us. There was a mom and dad, a little sister, and a teenage boy. I didnt get the best look at the boy but he has darkish brown hair and was wearing a black and white flannel.

I stopped looking realizing i was looking like a creepy neighbor. I walked down the driveway and headed to my spot. My spot is in some what a little wood lens area. Its the place that inspired me to draw and take pictures.

One day i found it and while
I was laying on a rock, which is still the one i sit at today for any ideas or for peace and quiet, i started taking pictures of the tall trees with the sun beaming through. Turns out i really loved it. Now its been my passion ever sense. Now if i get my letter from PAAC (Photo and Art Collage) that i got in my life will be set.

Enough with the background stories. I finally got to my spot and sat at my rock. I pulled out my paper and pencil and started drawing the little lake in front of me. It was so quiet and peaceful.

After a couple minutes when the birds stopped singing and i woke up from my fairytale dream, i heard someone walking.

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Thank you for reading my first part! I hope i can make this longer than 20 chapters! I think i can!