Summer's Guide to Swooning Boys

Preliminaries [Foreword]

"Good Morning students," Principal Joan's voice cracked in the classroom intercom over our heads. I heard Betsy Chapman groan in her seat behind me, clearly not ready to hear the string of unwanted morning announcements that were waiting for her. I, on the other hand, was so excited it was getting pretty difficult to contain myself in my seat.

"Before we get to our daily broadcasts I'd like to inform you all that Westmore Weekly is planning to add an advice column to the paper, where students are free to ask for any kind of advice they need. The person who will be responding to your queries has chosen to be anonymous, and will be working under a pseudonym. I'd also like to add that I had nothing to do with the title this person has chosen for themselves."

Omar Suleiman, who up until this point had been dozing off in the seat next to me, sat upright with sudden interest. "Is it just me or does Principal Joan sound super uncomfortable?" He chuckled.

The classroom intercom crackled once more as Principal Joan cleared her throat. "We present to you, our very first advice columnist, Miss Forever-Awkward."

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"Do you think this is going to work, Summer?" Dane asked me, as she nervously paced back and forth in my bedroom. "Do you think people will actually open up to Miss Forever-Awkward? Do you think this whole thing will be a hit?"

I turned my attention from the poster I was designing on my computer towards Dane, who was on the verge of chewing out her nails. I sighed, wanting to remind her about how unhygienic chewing out nails is, but I decided otherwise. I'd have to deal with that some other time.

"It's funny how I'm the one who's the anonymous adviser for Westmore Weekly and you're the one who's freaking out more than me, Dane." I pointed out, which earned me a half-hearted chuckle from the person in question.

"Tell me about it," Dane said, as she sat on my bed. Grabbing one of my pillows and placing it on her lap, Dane rested her elbows on the pillow as she observed me working intently on my advertisement. "I just feel like everything from now on wards is going to be so different."

"A good different," I corrected her, as I grabbed the computer's screen and rotated it in her direction. "Well, what do you think?"

Dane's lips were curled into an 'o' as she studied my finished poster. "It's so, pink."

I rolled my eyes and threw the pencil I had tucked above my ear at her. "We've been best friends since the 1st grade, Dane. You of all people should know pink is my favourite colour."

Dane raised an eyebrow and caught the pencil I had thrown at her mid-air. I blame her super reflexes at all those karate classes she'd gone to as a kid. It was nearly impossible to catch her unguarded. "I was just kidding! I swear your poster is going to be the bomb! People are seriously going to start submitting letters now. You'll see."

My eyebrows perked up in delight. "You think so, Dane?"

Dane took another look at the poster I'd slaved a whole hour for. Her lips curled upwards in a smile as she turned to look at me.

"I know so."

Author's Note// 

Thank you so much for considering to read Summer's Guide to Swooning Boys. I'd like to mention that this story is part humour and part fluff. You won't find any huge, story altering drama here, mostly because I wanted to write a story which is genuinely happy and makes you feel good from start, to finish. I hope each and everyone of you sticks with this story till the very end. 

Copyright Notice// 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters,places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.   

I will post the cast description tomorrow. Stay tuned for more. :) 

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Updates will be every Friday.