It took sometime to recover, but not too long. Finn called Kylie and when we got home she was waiting at out front door. She also ran up to me to ask if I was okay. I was feeling much better, pain wise, but I still could shake off the memory of Charlie, and everything he did. In a matter of weeks, they had broken up, but she still didn't know. Supposedly, he was a jerk and was talking shit about me, so she dumped him. And I'm glad.
The summer between graduating and leaving for collage was the best summer I have ever had. I had gotten even closer to my friends, which I hung out with almost everyday, especially Finn and I. But at the same time, it was the worst summer ever. I had to leave all my good friends behind and I wouldn't see them for a long time. My grandparents drove me to college, which was in California, kind of far away. I gave them one last hug and kiss goodbye, and then I was pretty much on my own...
