Thomas Sanders Imagines

Summer in Florida Part One

I decided to take a break from writing imagines and write an actual story instead. I'm still going to post imagines after this though. ENJOY!

I didn't expect Florida to be so hot that I could feel my sweat dropping like teardrops from my forehead to my eyes. Between from my brother Connor and I, the unloading of our baggage only took two rounds before we were finally able to rest in our Aunt Denise's house in the living room.

"Look at your children," referred Aunt Denise to our Mom, "Connor was like what, this tall since the last I saw him." She said while placing her open hand in the air leveling her upper waist.

"Of course, it's been seven years." Connor murmured unhappily beside me and I nudged him quietly. He glared in return for a second and swiftly flashed a fake smile to them.

"And Lila dear, look what a beautiful girl you've become," continued our Aunt and I awkwardly thank her while Connor chortled. Good brothers these days.

Since Aunt Denise's son got accepted in a job in Florida, she's been living alone in her house for the last two years and has only been visited by her son during the holidays and by some family members occasionally, which is now the first time since my parents forced Connor and I to take summer classes in the school where she teaches. Albeit their reason that the summer class will help us to be prepared in the next school year is unconvincing since a.) I get straight A's in school and so does my brother and b.)We achieved it without hiring a tutor, but still we agreed anyway. As if we have another choice. Our parents do whatever they want. And we both know that it's for her because she's been depressed for months and the thought of it worries our mom.

The small talk lasted for a few more minutes and then we were in the front yard saying our goodbyes. It was Aunt Denise who's first to get inside the house then the two of us were alone with Mom.

"Remember what I told you two," she said and I nodded.

"Yes Mom," Connor said dully.

"Watch your tone Connor," she warned.

"Fine," he answered and spoke the words better this time, "Yes Mom."

"Don't get in trouble," she reminded, "Don't badmouth your Aunt."

"Like we will ever do that," I commented but she ignored me.

"Talk with her and don't isolate yourselves from her; No drinking of alcohol and absolutely no drugs."

"Mom we are just going to take summer classes, why will we take drugs too?" I asked, "And Connor is the only one among us who drinks alcohol."

"Sure since you didn't drink red wine last New Year's Eve." He pointed out ironically.

"That was a different situation-,"

"Whatever."

"Okay you two just don't get yourselves in trouble," Mom said hurriedly, "that's the best thing you could do this summer."

We watched her car drive away from the house until its figure vanished from our sight to the road. Honestly, that was our first summer away from home. Aunt Denise gave us two separate rooms in the second floor and I was lucky enough to get inside first in the room that has a door leading to the balcony. After fifteen minutes of unpacking my things and stacking some of the few books I've brought along with me in the empty bookshelf, I finally laid down in bed and attempted to take a nap. The travel only took less than five hours and most of my time was spent arguing with Connor about the kind of music in the radio that is to be played and trying to convince Mom that I don't need summer classes and I could just stay all day in Aunt Denise's house instead. The room was thankfully air-conditioned and the walls were spotless and white and green colors dominated the place, so I was guessing that it was the guest room and the other one where Connor is staying is her son's.