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༘˚⋆𐙚｡ 𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌 .. ⋆𖦹.✧˚
# chapter one stain my hands ❝ bubblegum for hair ❞ ( 𝜗𝜚 ⋆｡˚ 🪷 ೃ࿔* ／ 🫧 ⋆ ۪ )
SHE SIGHS INTO THE EVENING SKY, wondering how she's gotten to this point. cecelia's mood sours by the minute. the girl has been stood not far from the airport, for about thirty minutes now, cursing every driver that doesn't so much as bat an eye in her direction.
in fairness, you'd think the person that invites you and flies you down to a country would pick you up from the airport. but no, not summer torres. expect the unexpected is more her style. rather than common decency.
cecelia tried calling summer's phone about fifty times and she didn't answer a single one. summer torres not answering a phone call? well isn't that a shock — note the sarcasm there. summer has never been one to mess about with mobile devices. she's more of a 'live in the moment' kinda gal.
and to add on to the already irritating situation. her best friend, jasmine, wasn't even able to catch the same flight. why so many people would be flying to australia, one of the hottest countries, during the beginning of summer, who knows. but cecelia is damn ready to throw a fit.
grumbling as another rude driver whizzes past her after completely ignoring her waving hand, the blonde girl grows sick of looking like a homeless hitchhiker on the side of the road. huffing, she grabs the handle of her suitcase and turns on her heel, curls bouncing as she stomps down the road back to the airport.
"stupid fucking aussies," she mumbles, running a hand through her long hair.
the sun has set, though the air is as humid as ever. sky swirling with pretty pinks and oranges. beautiful, like it's been expertly painted.
just as she steps a foot forward to cross the road, she's yanked back by a strong grip on her backpack. a blue—ish green coloured van screeches to a halt right in the middle of the walkway.
"jesus," cecelia exasperates, eyes wide as her back hits someone's firm chest. "are you — are you okay?" she whips her head around, having to look up at the pink haired boy who just spoke.
cecelia's stunned by how beautiful the bright blue eyes that stare back down into her own are. so much emotion runs behind them, yet none at all.
her heartbeat pounds loudly in her ears, body buzzing with adrenaline.
"i—" she begins but her breath gets caught in her throat as his grip on her forearm tightens.
"shit! sorry!" the driver calls out with a slight accent to his tongue, breaking the two from their brief moment.
turning back around, cecelia finds a young guy, probably around her age, staring back at her.
"watch where your going man!" she snapped.
the passenger of the mini van scolds the boy beside her before getting out of the car. she takes a few steps in cecelia's direction before speaking up, "i'm poppy. and the idiot that almost just killed you is marlon. are you okay?"
cecelia can't help but smile at the tone of poppy's words. "cecelia. and i'm fine. thanks to the pink haired dude," she nods in the direction of the guy.
the brunette girl in front of her folds her hands into the back pockets of her denim shorts. "uh, do you maybe need a ride to somewhere?" poppy offers, "it's the least we can do."
"oh, um," cecelia began, letting out a small laugh at her current predicament. the universe works in strange ways. "that would actually be great, thanks poppy."
poppy smiles in return, swinging her head around in marlon's direction. "get your ass over here, marlon! grab her suitcase."
the curly headed boy trudges over, gripping the handle of cecelia's rather heavy suitcase. "why thank you, safety hazard," cecelia teases, watching the boy roll his eyes.
"i said i was sorry, blondie."
she scoffs as he walks away with her suitcase. poppy follows along behind him, slapping the back of his head as he puts the suitcase in the trunk.
"you ever heard of stranger danger, sunshine?" a voice says from behind her, momentarily scaring the shit out of her. the blonde had forgotten he was there for a minute.
"but what if they offer me really good sweets?" she jokes, coming face to face with the boy.
he stares down at her, hands comfortably folded in the pockets of his baggy jorts. his muscular arms on display. a hint of a smile lies on his face.
"thanks for not letting me get hit by a hippie van," cecelia expresses, laughing in shock.
"no bother, sweetcheeks," the corner of his lips twitch up in a smirk. cecelia rolls her eyes teasingly, "shut up, you've got bubblegum for hair."
the boy scoffs in dramatics, feigning offence. the two share a laugh before the sound of a honk rings out, interrupting them.
"i'll see you around, yeah?" she asks, taking a few steps backwards.
"yeah, see you 'round, sunshine," he agrees, offering a smile as she turns and heads for the van. the blonde can feel his stare on her retreating figure.
pulling open the car door, she slides into the back seat. pulling off her backpack, she drops it to the seat beside her.
"buckle up," marlon says, putting the car back into drive. "oh, well of course. we wouldn't want to go flying in case we hit someone," cecelia teases, getting comfortable in her seat.
poppy lets out a laugh while marlon just shakes his head. cecelia grins, laying her arm on the edge of the open window. resting her chin on her forearm as she looks out.
she meets the pink haired boy's eye once more. he sends her a wink as they drive away. she smiles, closing her eyes as the cool breeze blows through her curls.
cecelia is so going to kill summer when she sees her.
𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 🐇 ／ ⋆ ۪ ᵃᵘᵗʰᵒʳˢ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ ! first chapter!! i was going to make this longer and then decided to just make the second half into chapter two 😭
