The First & Last Summer

Chapter 1

I kicked my feet off my bed softly as I watched Luka play this new game he got. What's mine is his and his is mine as he always likes to say. Since he has siblings he stash's all the things he genuinely likes and wants to keep to himself, and me, at my house. Like half of my closet is his. Not that I don't have the space or anything.

"Tara!" I heard Luka call. "What?" I asked as I met his blaring hazel eyes. "Are you listening?" He asked. "Clearly, I'm not." He gave me that cheeky grin, his dimples, I sighed softly. "Whats wrong?"

"Nothing." I shook my head. "Then why'd you sigh?" He asked getting out of his bean bag and coming over to me. "What?" I giggled, "I can't sigh now?" I asked. He smiled at me and gently grasped some of my fro. I only really let it rest around him. "You can, I just wanted to make sure it was a normal sigh." He said as he stared at my hair.

"You know, you should wear your hair like this a lot more." He smiled looking back at me. I flipped back on my bed. "No way, the stares I'd get aren't worth it." I grumbled. He got into bed with me, laying right beside me. "I guess that's true, but your hairs always been pretty. I think they're just jealous." He stated easily.

I grasped his hand lacing our fingers, "think so?" I asked looking at him. He glanced at me and grinned. "No, I just talk out of my ass for fun." He said sarcastically. I sighed taking my hand back and rolling my eyes. "Nooo, I'm sorry." He whined taking my hand back.

I pouted but, I could never really be mad at him. His phone dinged and he opened it looking at the message. He took his hand back and eagerly messaged back. I sat up and looked down at my lap, or what I could see. I had always been on the chubbier side, which is why I didn't believe most of what he said. I pulled my shorts down over my thighs and got up.

"Where'ya goin'?" He asked. "Bathroom." I responded walking out. My mom had purchased a little house on a hill, most houses in California were on a hill, it had two stories, three bedrooms and three bathrooms. One in the master bedroom, one upstairs for communal use and one downstairs. I looked down at the carpeted floor and then up at the railing of the hallway. Big stairs. I ran my hand along the stairwell as I walked to the bathroom.

The bathroom had a his and her sink, a toilet, a shower, and a closet for towels and things. Lukariah had his own sink seeing as I was an only child and he stayed over for sleepovers kinda often. I stared at myself in the mirror. I was in luka's hoodie, my leggings showed off my thick thighs. I lifted them and tears welled in my eyes.

I was bigger then other girls, I was darker then other girls, I was taller than other girls. I covered my face and softly sobbed into my hands. Anytime Lukariah picked up his phone to respond to a message from some girl I got like this. Maybe it was because I liked him, or because he never looked at me that way.

I dried my face and crossed my arms around my body. I came back into the room and shimmied under the covers. "Are you alright?" He asked looking up at me. I shut my eyes and nodded as I nuzzled into my pillow more. He came over and set his phone down, he crawled into bed and pulled me in. Sometimes, I thought Luka liked me back.

We cuddled, held hands, hugged, he gave me kisses anywhere I asked for them.. but then at school he was the least affectionate, barely spoke to me, and never hangs out with me. I slid my hand up and over his ear lobe. Taking my thumb and index finger I rubbed back and fourth in a gentle motion. 

My nose rest on the side of his neck and my cheek on his shoulder. He rubbed my back gently. "Wanna say what's wrong?" He asked. "No.." I muttered as I shut my eyes. I lifted my other arm over his shoulder and my leg over his thighs. He knew exactly how to make me feel better and he didn't know he was doing it.

I lulled off to sleep just like that.

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Lukariah's P.O.V

I ran my hand over her hair gently. It was so soft, I loved when she laid on my chest. I could touch her hair as much as I wanted. I wasn't sure what was wrong, she had been pretty sad the last few days. It was weird. It was like she didn't want me to know what was going on in her brain.

I sighed out softly and nuzzled my nose into her hair. It always smelt really really good from the products she used. I slid my hands up my hoodie onto her warm fluffy sides. She always wore really baggy clothes but I really liked her figure. Not to be weird or anything.

She's my best friend so I'd never think of her that way. But I would be lying if I said she didn't have a nice body. Her stomach was super soft, she complained about being fat but it added to her charm in a way. I wouldn't really call it fat, just thicker and wider than the typical. She had soft thighs just like her stomach, she had a really pretty smile and big brown eyes.

She was one of the prettiest girls I knew. She squirmed in her sleep and whimpered softly. Her features turning scared, she had pretty frequent nightmares. I rubbed my finger down her nose softly and kissed her forehead. That seemed to be enough for her features to relax. I hugged her closer to me and that kept her quiet from whimpering.

Sometimes i think she goes through more than she lets on. She doesn't want me to know about what bothers her, or what upsets her, or why she has such vivid nightmares. She has since we were six. I couldn't understand why she wouldn't tell me. I was her best friend.

My phone dinged again and it was a message from Chelsea, I called her Chels for short cause I couldn't be bothered with her full name. She was this hot upperclassmen that was friends with some of my older friends. She was hot and fun so I pretty much jumped at the chance to talk to her. It was something about hanging out tomorrow after school.

I had promised Taraji that we could go to her favorite café but—she should understand. I messaged back a quick sure why not before turning on dnd. I put on Netflix on the tv under my account and put on Taken. It was one of my favorites. I rubbed over Tara's thigh in a self soothing manner and yawned a bit. I didn't want to sleep yet but I was feeling pretty nappy. A nap wouldn't hurt.