After

Chapter Two

"We really are gonna miss you hun". Violet hugged dad back, and smiled "thank you a lot Mr. Port". Dad smiled, "I am only letting you get away with the half name because you are going away forever" she playfully glared at him, and he winked at her. I loved seeing my two favorite families getting along. I honestly don't think I could see my life any other way, we could never be without the Garcias, it just wouldn't be the same. Violet interrupted my deep thinking, by latching on to me with one of her death grip hugs. You could hear her trying to sniffle back the tears as she said "I am going to miss you the most Chris.." I hugged her back, just as hard, giving her my support. "I know Vi, but hey..at least you get to go on this adventure.." "but I'd rather go on the "adventure" with you, you know? Think you could go on a very late notice??" I laughed at her craziness, ruffling her perfectly straightened hair. "Not a chance, my dad will fly to Florida, drag me back to Cali..and beat me with his suitcase, and then tie me to the roof" . Violet let out a scoff, and rolled her eyes "way to be over dramatic about it" she gave out a light laugh. "I'm really going to miss you.." Violets face dropped from her grin, and she hugged Christa again," I am going to miss you more Chris". Mrs. Garcia was talking to mom, and she walked over interrupting our hug saying "honey, we're going to be late, and you know how your dad gets when he starts freaking because he thinks that we might miss our flight". I could feel Violets eyes rolling to the back of her head, as she sighed, and released me. "Fine....I am as ready as ever.." Violet turns back and looks at me, giving me a tiny, light wave..and she walks to the car, disappearing in the back seat. Mrs. Garcia grabs me, and pulls me into her tight hug, I now see where Vi gets it from, jeesh. "Oh how we shall miss our favorite other daughter!!" I laughed and gave her as much of a tight hug as I could, since I was starting to barely feel my arms. "I shall miss my favorite other mother, I love you both so much". She pulls me out of her tight hug, and put me at arms reach, just looking at my face, and she says "we love you darling, and we promise to see you soon" I return the smile, even though on the inside..I feel as if I was being abandoned, like Florida was ripping my family away from me, and I don't know if I could handle it, without breaking. I gave her the most biggest and most fake smile I could, so that I didn't make her feel more bad as she already looked like she was feeling, and I gave her one last hug, letting her squeeze every ounce of air out of me, accepting the love from my mamma G.

After we waved as they pulled off, I knew what was next, the feeling, and just as I watched them disappear around the corner, it hit me, and I was alone..hello Summer, and my own tortured days.

I went inside and plopped on the couch, first day of summer, and I still have nothing to do. I knew that I wouldn't have anything to start right off the bat in the beginning, but I thought that I'd have some ideas to make a start..but nope. Still blank, and alone. Sounds depressing right? Because it is.

"Why are you just sitting there?" it's been two hours, and I have been upside down on the couch, since I've walked through the door of watching "them"leave. I just look at Kyle, as he stands there with a big bowl of popcorn, just staring at me with raised eyebrows, popping handfuls of popcorn in his mouth. "I am sitting here, because I can, you little dweeb". Kyle rolled his eyes, and just continued eating "yes..because calling your fourteen year old brother names, is not only mature, but going to fix anything.." I sighed and sat up, and looked at him, he has a point..I can't just sit here and mope about not having anything to do for the next four months, when all I am doing right now, is nothing". I felt the rats nest on the back of my hair, as it had been created from me moving around so much on the couch, in my dark slumber. "I am sorry for calling you a dweeb, you're not a dweeb. I guess I am just down because I feel like I don't have anything, no plans, not stupid and crazy ideas, all because Vi isn't here.." "well, suck it up, be a man like you truly are, and go find something to do. You need to figure out something, because if mom and dad see you so down, they'll probably try sending you to another summer camp" I shivered, just the thought of going back..there..makes me want to die....yes, it was that bad.

Two years ago, I was more shy, and I didn't have trouble making friends, but I had decided to just keep to myself, and read my Summer away. Mom and dad thought that I was depressed, and they sent me to "Camp Hillaway" to be a "camp guide" for 8-13 year olds, which was terrible, needless to say, I came back with glue, and fruit loops crusted into my hair, and a promise to myself to never have more than one child.

"weirdly you're right, and I am not trying to go to another kids camp, because I don't want to go to a prison for shoving an entire box of fruit loops up a snotty, 13 year old boys nose" "well then get up and go out" Kyle said, with a mouth full of popcorn, and a few pieces falling out. I rolled my eyes at his lack of eating manners, and I ruffled his hair as I stood up. "Who knew that my annoying, kid like brother, would be giving me advice. Thanks little man" Kyle smacked my hand away and rolled his eyes, re-adjusting his hair.

"and BY THE WAY, I ONLY GAVE YOU THAT ADVICE SO YOU'D GET YOUR BIG BUTT OFF OF THE COUCH, SO I CAN WATCH SOME T.V" I was walking and stopped..I was standing beside the door, and I walked back through, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at his head, causing him to lose the mound of popcorn in his hand, and it goes flying and scatters like confetti around the room. "HEY! CHRISTA! Dang it..YOU'RE CLEANING THIS UP! It was your fault" I rolled my eyes, and just turned around and kept walking, ignoring him muttering death threats under his breath....serves him right for calling me fat...and a man earlier.....he has a fat personality.

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So I re did this story, and I have a lot of ideas, and I think that THIS time I will finish this story. :') Enjoy, and remember, stories are another persons mind, their story is a key, that they give you, allowing you to go in, and see their mind/imagination, through, their eyes. <3333

=The Unknown