The summer I met Charlie

part 7

The following day i did something different. I slept in. Something I hadn't done in months. It actully upset me when I looked at the clock and realised that my mom had already left. My oppertunity to run was gone. But today it was worth it. My visit to dream land was by far the best it had been in weeks. 

He was there. I was there, and where there was, was not exactly the point.  What I saw was what I hoped to actully come true. To see something this amazing should only be reality. Not a dream, it's too unfair. Too mean to simply give someone such a fulfild gift such as this and then be wisked away from it at the very best part. The most titled position. The part where we run away together. 

Yes that is what happend. In four words. We run away together, it makes it seem too vague. Too un real. Too childish. And I know it is. It's something that should be illegal for a girl like myself to think up after only one date. 

I hauled myself off the bed and went to take a shower. A part of me didn't want to though. I figured why wash off the magic? Then I snapped back to reality and soon saw that the so called "magic" was something that HAD to be washed off. 

The following days held nothing special to give to me. Before my date with Charlie this would have been a pretty good week. All I did was sleep in and was given the pleasure of an unexpected visit by Paula who I learned was in the process of becoming a US citizen. Turns out the ten years Iv'e known her were completely illegal! But even that could not make it as good as the night with Charlie. After what I had experienced with him I saw that nothing could match up to that. I was still on cloud nine and it was started to scare me. I had felt something unreal. Something that was suppose to not exist. The thing that all girls look for when they grow up. I know I was starting to sound ridiculous. I knew I was! Even Carla was telling me that, but I couldn't help it. One night and I was hooked. Tomorrow made one week since not seeing him, and I was starting to feel like the ugly step sister. 

"Please will you come with me?"

"I thought I told you mom I have to be somewhere to night."

"Yeah but we were invited as a whole family and Paula is really looking forward to showing you her mud sculptures!"

"Dad will love them! I on the other hand have to be somewhere..." I finally turned to face her. It wasn't that I didn't want to go see Paula and her new boyfriend at their house for dinner, it was the fact that I needed to get away. For one night. So that morning I told mom that some old friends from school were visiting town for tonight and I was seeing them. She thought it was a great idea, till she heard that we were having dinner at Paulas. (Dad had seen into her at the post office)

"Well we KNOW he will love them, but I need to have someone there that will be equaly scared and therefor will be next to be during the whole 'showing'." She was sitting on my bed and giving me the "Please don't make me do this alone look."

"Mom, it can't be that bad..."

"It's mud figures of her boyfriend. Nude!"

"Yeah that is a bit weird..." Dad honked the car and mom got up with a dreadful groan. 

"When has your father never been in a rush?"

The real reason I was going: Can me crazy, or a stalker or whatever you'd like. But I thought that it was too much like fait to have been at the beach shack (Getting the essentials. Beef Jerky and twizzlers.) When I over heard a girl at the counter talking to the clerk as she was paying for her rocket pop.

"That's $2.25. I havn't seen you around here before. Are you knew?"

"I just moved here from New York. I'm only here for the summer." She was pretty. Long black hair and tan skin. Something about her felt familiar. Like I had met her once before. 

"I'm Drew. Will you be here later for the fireworks?" It was tradition. Our town always had fireworks two days before 4th of July. Leading up to it. 

"Maybe. I'm sort of hoping to see someone."  

"OK, I get it. At least tell me your name."

"Jane." And then she was gone.

It's 7:30 now and fireworks are always at 8:00. I mean it's crazy. I don't know what I think I'm trying to find. Maybe shes the wrong Jane. I mean she didn't even say if she were going to be there tonight. But I didn't care. I was going to go, and hope for the best. Because half the reason I was interested by Charlie was the fact that he held some sort of mystery. Jane was a part of that puzzle. So that is why now I was setting my things down on the sand and waiting for the show to begin.