Summer Lovin'

Chapter 1

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For all you wondering why Cole is the cover page for this story & the whole summary basically talked about Gabe...you'll see once you keep reading. c:

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Quick little Author's Note:

I am currently editing this story so I strongly recommend you don't start until I've finished editing and making changes to the whole story. BUT if you just want to be a badass & totally disregard my suggestions (which I would probably do if I were you), in the beginning of each chapter, it'll say if I finished editing that particular chapter or not. If you see this: Edited? [x] it's edited, & if you see Edited? [], then it's obviously not.

[btw I wrote this fanfic the summer of 2013, I just made changes to it so that's why Dalton is still a part of it.]

Okay happy reading!

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"Mel, would you stop stuffing your face and hurry up?" I complained impatiently. I stared at her face as she chomped away at some potato chips she bought at the vending machine. Her brown hair laid flat across her chest and her chesnut colored eyes stared at me through her thick lashes.

Melanie Hart has been my best friend since junior high. She was new to the only school I knew, and right away was picked on by the queen bee, Allie Burns. Now Allie Burns picked on everyone but no one had the balls to snap back. That is, until Mel transferred. Allie started a rumor that Mel peed her pants when Carter McFadden, our star high school quarterback, walked past her in the hallway. In the midst of me trying to stop the rumor from spreading any further, Allie decided to target me for 'defying her'.

So basically, she told everyone that I had a penis. Back then, I was innocent ol' Erin who cried for anything that she didn't understand. And back in junior high, I didn't understand penises. So guess what? I cried. Like a baby. I'm not proud of it, but that was me in the past. Anyway, Mel let the rumor about her peeing her pants slide, but when she heard about me suddenly having a penis, she snapped. She marched right up to Allie Burns' dictorial figure while everyone stood back, amazed at her confidence. She stuck her hand down Allie's shirt as I watched in horror.

I repeat, she stuck her hand down her shirt.

Her hand came out with a bunch of toilet paper as Allie's face turned red, "How about you stop spreading lies about people and come to the conclusion that you're not really a C." She, then, proceeded towards me with a clenched fist, staring at the crowd that formed. "And, Erin doesn't have a penis because then," her fist flew to my downstairs, "that would've hurt like a--"

She didn't even get to finish because a loud yelp escaped my lips as I doubled over. "Bitch." I winced.

That shut down Allie's reign of terror and Mel became a prophecy. And I became the prophecy's new best friend.

"I didn't eat before we left, and I'm starving!" She whined with a mouth full of food. Instead of letting her finish, I grabbed her wrist and ran through the countless amount of terminals, resulting in a very messy trail of crumbs behind us.

Today was the day.

I've been counting down the days since I heard the news, and now that it was finally here, I wasn't planning on being late. Once we reached terminal 41, we were both panting. I looked to see Mel's face turning a light shade of green. "Oh, I'm sorry Mel..."