Summer

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Guys just a warning there are going to be really slow updates now! I have exams and obviously a life outside wattapad, but I'll be uploading daily after the 19th june!

So enjoy this update!

I have done like no revision so im pretty desperate to get going if i want to go to uni this fall!

Wish me luck!

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I was sitting in the lounge area with Scar, we were discussing the pros and cons of grape soda.

Riveting I know. Apparently soda keeps you awake at night. Huh. Explains the dark circles around my eyes.

I still like it though.

Troy comes in. We hadn't really discussed the kiss or what we are. I didn't know how to act around him, he acted like nothing had happened.

I for one was getting agitated, he talked to me, but it was like before. I thought we moved past that. It had been three days and I was in agony.

What did he want from me?

Damn you Troy.

He looked heart achingly gorgeous, his blue eyes sparkling, hair messily quiffed, he was wearing a black wife beater and ripped jeans.

Shay, control those hormones. Then something beautiful happened. After putting some groceries on the table for Scar, he finally looked at me.

And he smiled.

A full blown dazzling smile, so genuine I couldn't keep back my own grin.

Scar noticed this and had a small smile on her face, she left us to look at the groceries.

She had impeccable timing.

I needed this time with him.

"Hey Shay." My name rolled of his tongue.

"Hi." I whisper, he sits next to me, still grinning.

"Do you want to go somewhere with me?" Clear blue sea eyes peered at me, waiting for my reply.

I coughed, "Somewhere?"

Pull yourself together. I gave myself a mental slap to get my shit together.

"I got these tickets to an art show." He showed me.

Wait.

"Thats the Mayfield Art show!" I exclaimed, it was an exclusive art event in the central town of Rhode Island.

How did he get these?

It seemed that Troy read my mind,"My mom worked as secretary to Mr Blain last year, the administrator for the Mayfield Art show, he offered us tickets. Mom gave them to me." Troy smiles.

"But what about Cam or Keegs?" I say.

"Oh come on, you know they can't stand art shows, you remember in Boston how they tackled an art collector because they were trying to get a photo with a graffiti sculpture?" Troy says amused, I shuddered at that memory, we were kicked out because of those idiots.

"Oh shit yeah."

"So wanna go?" He says again.

"Duh!" I smile and hug him.

"So get ready!" Troy says.

What?

"Why?"

"For the show."

Wait it was today?

"Its today?"

"Yep." Troy says. For some reason, I didn't ask questions and got up.

"I like a guy, that has no sense of time." I mutter as I go up the stairs to change. I hear Troy chuckle, ah shit he heard.

I decide to keep it casual, so I put in my green plaid shirt and tuck it into my black silky circle skirt. I put on my black flats and fringe purse. I put on some mascara and dark lipstick.

Ready as I'll ever be.

.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o

It took two hours to get there in Troy's beat up truck.

When we got there, the place was swamped with people, I was giddy with excitement.

I couldn't believe I was here, that Troy was here with me.

It was perfect. We entered the art studios. Each studio explored a different kind of art and you would walk into rooms where a speaker would talk generally about the art in the room.

I was pleasantly surprised to find a studio dedicated to collage and I saw another Francis Bacon piece. I was really starting to like this artist.

When the show came to the end, I bought a whole book about Francis Bacon, a pastels set and new paint brushes. Troy bought a stack of quality sketch paper.

"That was amazing Troy, thank you." I smiled at him, throughout the whole day we talked about art and he listened to my ongoing rants. But he actually cared and was interested in what I had to say.

"No problem, wanna get dinner before we get back?" Troy says.

Dinner as well? Was this a date?

Oh shut up Shay.

"Okay but its on me." I say, he had done so much already.

"No way." Troy said.

"What? Can't a girl pay for a guy?" I say.

"Not if the guy is a gentleman." Troy said smiling.

"I'm paying." I say again.

"Nope." Troy pops the 'p.' I sigh, I wasn't going to win this one.

"Can I at least pay for my own meal?" i plead.

"I can handle the bill." Troy says sternly, I hadn't meant to offend him.

"Okay." I sigh.

We decide to go to a burger joint, which had the most amazing burgers ever. Like omg I want to marry my burger.

When we were done, we took a stroll on the pier walking off our burgers.

We stop at the railing and look out at the dark ocean.

"You know I'm happy we came here." I say.

"Yeah?" Troy says softly.

"Its taken my mind off things and I think I needed this." I reply, wind blowing through my hair.

"I need you." Troy says. I stay silent.

"Troy..." I start off.

"Shay, you have been the only person who has ever made me feel this way. I can't stop thinking about you, I try to stop but I can't." He says with such passion, I almost cry with happiness.

"Then don't." I whisper.

"I uh- I gotta you this." Troy thrusts a small black box at me, I smile.

I open the box, in the white satin sit two silver star shaped studs.

The earrings were beautiful.

I was speechless.

"So now the stars will always be with you." Troy whispers. I look at him in shock.

He knew me, he got me.

I did what I felt right. I kissed him. It was sweet and slow, he responded quickly, smiling into the kiss.

He then took the box and helped me put on the studs.

Before I could stop myself. I said the words that I knew for a long time.

"I love you, Troy." I whisper, his forehead pressed against mine.

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OMG!

TRAY is BAACKKK!

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