Somber music blasted from the speakers of an old red and white Volkswagen bus, some song about Justine never knowing the rules, echoing through the trees that surrounded some stoner's campsite. The bus was parked in a small stand of trees and was being used as a tent, kitchen, and sound system. A lone, long-haired figure stood swaying to the music and occasionally running his fingers through his un-brushed hair. Not a single care in the world, except for his music and finishing his cigarette.
I hated him on principle. While I was slaving my summer away, this guy was camping out at the river, enjoying his freedom.
With a soundless grunt, I glanced between my cousin's boss and the shaggy haired pot-head, wondering who was more annoying of the two. It was a close race, but I think the boss won in the end, afterall, he was going to be my slave-driver over summer. I spared Stoney one more venomous glare and turned my attention back to the 80's throwback in front of me.
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Say hello to Ellis Cook and Memphis Owens.
Yes, I know! Another story. But this one will be a short story about two boys, summer, and love at the river. Hope you guys enjoy my boys as much as I am loving them right now.
And for those of you that didn't get the song reference, check out the video to the side. The Smashing Pumpkins' 1979. Ahhh, memories. Very much the inspiration for this story and it's setting.
Anyways, yeah... Love you all and hope you like it! xD
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Memphis Summer (ON HOLD)
General FictionTwo things make Ellis Cook's summer seem unbearable. The first, working at Up The Creek as a gopher for a Ron Jeremy look-a-like boss and the second comes in the form of a long-haired camper named Memphis. The boss he can handle, the camper? Nothing...
