the summer of our lives

Chapter 6

~~~justins pov~~~

I could not stop thinking about Cholè. She was perfect, she had perfect smile, the perfect hair, the perfect personality. She was everything I was looking for. After I saw her today I couldn't stop thinking about her. I tried to stop but everywhere I looked it reminded me of her. It was about 1230 and I was sitting on the back porch in just my shorts. I kept dosing off but then was awoken by laughing. I knew that laugh, Cholè! I walked to the gate and looked over. I couldn't go say hi because she was with her friends. If they all knew about me then I'm pretty sure everyone in the hamptons would now me. I couldn't go say hi know but I knew where to find her, she was going to the beach. She had her bathingsuit on and a lacrosse pinnie with jean shorts, she had a pink towel and she was carrying a beach bag. I went inside and threw on my black hoodie and pulled up the hood, and threw on my sunglasses. I ran over to my mirror and nodded, no one will recognize me. Scooter was upstairs in his office working so I didn't have to explain. I started my way down the street and when I reached the path to enter the beach I looked around I spotted her, a light blue bikini and was next to one of her friends. Suddenly a boy came over to the friend and pulled Cholès friend up onto her feet and they started to walk away. This is my chance I thought she was all alone. I walked over to her, her eyes where closed and her sunglasses were on her head she looked so cute. I leaned down and she opened her eyes I grabbed her glasses off her head, she yelled after me "Hey those are expensive!"

"Now you have a reason to hang out with me!" I yelled back as I ran in the other direction.

I looked back and saw her laughing. Her smile flashed in the sun, I mumbled, "I don't think anyone could be more beautiful."

I went back to the house and took off my sweatshirt and sunglasses I went to my room and put Cholès sunglasses on my dresser. I smiled as I put them down. I went downstairs in the kitchen to make myself lunch it was about 2:30. Now all I had to do was wait till 11. Sometimes i wish I wasn't famous so I could do whatever I want whenever I want like the other teenagers.

"Justin?" yelled Scooter.

"What Scooter," I yelled upstairs.

"Did you go out?"

I hesitated, "Why?"

"Because you know my rules. Justin you can't go out, do you know what would happen if people saw you?"

"I was wearing my hoodie and sunglasses, no one could've recognized me Scooter."

"Justin your mom sent me here to supervise you. Do not leave this house again."

I rolled my eyes and went in my room. I'm practically an adult, If I wanna go out then I should be able to go out. Just cause I'm famous doesn't mean I can't live my life, I'm still a teenager like all the other teenagers around here.

10:30 pm

I got out of the shower and put on a black T-shirt and tan shorts. I looked into Scooters room and he was sleeping, I tip-toed down the steps, 1 2 3 creeeeeeekkk. I stopped I looked up I didn't hear Scooter, thank god. I stepped down onto the floor and went to the front door. I slipped on my shoes, I turned the knob to the door slowly-

"Justin?" Scooter said in a firm voice.

I turned around, Scooter was standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"Justin were are you going"

"Uhh for a walk."

"At 11 at night? Go upstairs Justin."

"Scooter please man-"

"No Justin upstairs now."

I couldn't go. What am I supposed to tell Cholè. She probably snuck out and now she is sitting near the pier all alone. I heard foot steps outside. I looked out the window and saw Cholè climbing down from her room. My heart ached, I couldn't stop her.

"Justin what are you doing. I said get upstairs now."

"I hate you," I said as I passed him and went back to my room.

I couldn't do anything, I don't even have her phone number. I can't call her and say don't go, because I won't be there. I got undressed and put on my pajamas I laid down and turned on my side, Cholès sunglasses! Maybe tommorow I will see her and say meet me again so I can give you your glasses and she will come and I can explain why I didn't come and that I didn't stand her up. She will understand, she's cool.