Summer Daze

Chapter 4

After we roasted marshmallows, Dana begged me to catch fireflies with her. I finally complied. We caught a lot. We put them into these cute little mason jars.

Finally, at like 10, Aunt Renée said it was time to go to sleep. I usually stayed up much later than that, but I didn't say anything. I was tired.

When I woke up, I smelt the savory scent of bacon and blueberry muffins. I got dressed in the most none gaudy outfit I could find- a cute navy and white striped shirt and white shorts. I went to my personal bathroom that was attached to my room and put my blonde hair in a bun. I brushed my teeth. I then ran downstairs, so the smell that was making me drool, could torture me no longer.

When I went downstairs, no one was dressed, but Russell. Aunt Renée, erm, wasn't even wearing a bra.

"Good morning, honey! How was your first night?" asked Aunt Renée.

"Terrific! I slept wonderfully," I responded, quite truthfully.

"Good, you're gonna need energy if you're hang out with Russell's friends!" laughed Aunt Renée.

I was confused. I looked at Russell, who shrugged and said, "I don't know. My parents want you to have some other friends to hang out with. We're going up to Sasquatch Creek."

"Oh, um, alright," I muttered and sat down. I didn't really wanna meet Russell's friends, that he probably knew all his life. I ate a blueberry muffin and some eggs and bacon, then I ran upstairs to put my hair in a braid and brush my teeth again. I threw on some sneakers and went downstairs and out the door, where Russell was standing on his bike.

He said, "My mom said you could use her bike. She never uses it anyway."

Behind him was a bike, that was light blue with a little white basket in front. It was adorable. The only problemo was that I had no clue how to ride a bike.

"Um, could we walk?" I asked.

Russell laughed, "Definitely not. Why? Does the bike not fit your high standards?"

"No! The bike's beautiful!" I exclaimed, "It's just, well, I, umm, well, I can't exactly, uh, ride, per say a, um, bike."

"What? That's crazy!"

"Stop making fun."

"Sorry, it's just perfect little Miss Rich Girl, doesn't know how to do the easiest thing ever."

"Whatever. I'll just stay here."

"No! I mean um, you don't have to..."

I rolled my eyes.

"I mean there is one way we can make this work..."

"How?"

"Well, we could share my bike."