Summer

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On Monday morning I walked into school with a pang of sorrow in my heart. I had dreamt of May again. I miss her so much. I can't believe she's gone forever.

I met Summer in the bathrooms.
"Hey." I said.
She just looked at me and sighed.
"Summer? Are you mad at me or something?"
She shrugged, messing with her hair.
"Please Summer, what an earth have I done?" I asked with clear distress in my voice. "Why would you do this to me?" She cried.
"Do what?" I asked, stunned.
"YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID! DON'T LIE YOU...."
I cut her off.
"Summer, WHAT THE HELL DID I DO?" I yelled straight at her.
Her eyes filled with tears.
"I'M NOT STUPID! MAY...."
I cut her off again.
I didn't know what she was about to say but all I heard was May. I wailed like a baby.
"MAY! I NEED YOU " I howled.
Summer stared at me.
"MAY, MAY, CODE RED, AVALANCHE!" I cried.
Summer looked alarmed.
Well in her defence, I was crying and shouting mine and May's code words. 'Code Red, Avalanche' which meant major emergency.
"Um may..."
I cut her off once again.
"MAY! I..."
She cut me off this time.
"Um mayBE I SHOULD GET A TEACHER OR SOMEONE?" She said, looking straight at me, awkwardly.
"NO! THAT'S THE LAST THING I NEED! ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE THINGS WORSE FOR ME?" I yelled at her before running out of the bathroom in between sobs.

"Woah, July you alright?" Came a familiar voice.
"August?"
"Over here," He smiled.
"Oh..well." I said turning red.
What happened?" He asked gently.
I just stared at him and began to cry.

August didn't run away. He opened his arms and I let him hug me. I buried my face into his chest.

He then took me to the office and told them I'd been sick. I went straight home. I was so thankful I ran into him and not Roxanne or Cali. I was pretty sure word would get round though and that made me feel horrible. The whole school was going to be talking about how I screamed and cried, shouting random words. They were going think I was some lunatic. Only May would understand. Wow I was dreading school.

I had convinced myself that August wouldn't tell anyone I was crying but Summer might tell everyone about what happened.

Yay me!

(Note the sarcasm)

What did I even do to make her so mad? I really don't know what the heck is up with Summer.

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