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Chapter VIII - Hope for the Better
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It was almost 9 in the evening. Uncle Finn already left an hour ago. The sun had already set, me and Drake are still here sitting on the sand. The practice went really well, sort of, Uncle Finn was a really great surfer in his younger times. He's turning 54 next year and I don't think he has the energy teaching me to surf anymore. He keeps stopping to stand up and stretch every second.
"Drake" I said.
"What?" He asked.
The sky was filled with a blanket of stars.
"I think I should, like, not enter the competition..."
"What! Why?" He asked me, confused.
"I thought you really wanted to enter. Why??"
"It's just that..." I looked down at myself. I felt like I was hopeless. Yes, I do know how to surf, but it's just not enough. Not enough! A lot of people are going to join, people who are really, really, reaaaalllyyyyy better than me.
"Hopeless." A single tear from my eye started to roll down my cheek. My chest felt heavy, it was like, I wanted to stick a hose in my chest and drain all the sadness filling it up.
"I don't know what I was thinking. Why should I even join? I'm wasting my time competing with people I know who are so much better than me. I feel so stupid for having too much confidence in myself. What was I even thinking? I can't beat them. Even if I don't know who they are, I just know they are better than me. I just know it." I was crying. It was embarrassing but I didn't care. I don't care if people see me there. I just wanted to let it all out.
Drake looked at me. His face was like he was going to say something but he just can't arrange the words he's going to say.
"You know what, nevermind what I said. *sniffs* I want to go home." I got up and walked to the car, wiping my face with my handkerchief.
It was a forty minute drive from the beach to our beach house. It was silent inside the car. I didn't want Drake to talk to me or ask me about what I said awhile ago. So, I slept the whole way home.
*We arrived home*
"Mel, Melly, we're home. Wake up."
I groaned. I really hate it when people wake me up from my beauty sleep.
"Melanie, wake up, we're here" Drake tried to wake me up.
I yawned, opened my eyes and stretched while I was still inside the car in my seatbelt. I got out the car and quickly went in the beach house. I was trying to avoid a conversation with Drake.
"Mel, where have you been? Have you eaten dinner? Is Drake with you?" Ma asked. I got annoyed. My head was aching, I was so tired. I just wanted to jump to my bed and sleep and maybe wake up after weeks or even months. It was kind of rude of me to stomp upstairs and ignore her but I was really exhausted.
I went upstairs to my bedroom. Craving for sleep.
As I almost fell asleep, my laptop made a *ping* sound. I groaned but I was curious to see what it was.
"If this is one of those dentist advertisement, I will surely throw you (laptop) outside this room."
Oh wow, I'm talking to my laptop. This is what happens to me when I'm super tired, I thought.
CHRS122: uhm i dont know if you're still awake... im sorry if i disturbed you or something...
heyitsmelly: what
CHRS122: i just wanted to talk if its okay with u...
heyitsmelly: its almost 11pm, sure i want to chat with a stranger who just surprisingly messaged me last week :p
CHRS122: hehehehe
heyitsmelly: what is it you want to talk about?
CHRS122: i have a girlfriend and we've been dating for two and a half years
heyitsmelly: and???
CHRS122: these past few weeks, we're beginning to grow apart... u know what i mean?
heyitsmelly: kinda
heyitsmelly: why are you telling me this? why not tell your friends or something?
CHRS122: 'cause my friends are boys who haven't even reached a week in a relationship
CHRS122: and assuming that youre a girl, i was thinking if you could give me an advice or something?
CHRS122: you are a girl, right? hahaha
heyitsmelly: yes, i'm a girl -.- why not ask your other friends who are girls? or your mom hehe
CHRS122: pls just help me :(
heyitsmelly: why should i? i don't even know you and idk if i can help u with your problem, i've never been in a relationship since everrr
CHRS122 is typing...
heyitsmelly: fine.
heyitsmelly: did you try talking to her? about this?
CHRS122: yes but she keeps changing the subject or killing the convo
heyitsmelly: do you reallllyyyyyy love her so much?
CHRS122: uhm yeah. my love for her has never changed since the day we met...
heyitsmelly: awww:) then tell her that. if she's really that special to you, put an effort to make her know that she's really special to you
heyitsmelly: how about plan a date? does she like the beach?
CHRS122: she loves the beach
heyitsmelly: then plan a date on the beach, just for you and her and tell her what your problem is...
Woah. Did I just told him all of that?? Where the heck did that came from? 'Plan a date on the beach', 'put an effort to make her know that she's really special to you'? Omigod. Where did those came from?
CHRS122: is it okay, if you help me? i really have no idea how to plan a date on the beach, i usually take her to some nearby restos...
heyitsmelly: uhmm sure? when?
CHRS122: hey i'm reallyyy sleepy, talk to you tomorrow, night!
CHRS122 is offline
It's almost 1 in the morning.
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