My Summer Fling

Last day of School

"Hey lazy bones. Wake up, last day of senior year." My dad said, sitting at the edge of my bed. I couldn't help but notice the smell of blueberry pancakes cooking downstairs. I rolled over smiling at the sent. "I'm up. Ill be right down as soon as I get dressed." I told my suck up dad. As I rolled back over to grab my phone off my side lamp table I heard my door close. I got outta bed wearing only my boyfriend Brads hoodie an my pink lace panties. "Morning Natalie, ill be at your locker. I have something to talk to you about." I titled my head in curiosity to Brads text. I walked into my bathroom, turned the warm shower water on, an searched through something to listen to. I clicked on Skinny Love by Birdy an undressed.

     When I got outta the shower, did my makeup, hair, an got dressed I went straight downstairs for my blueberry pancakes. My mom, dad, an brothers were already downstairs eating. "Have a good day at school kids. I love you. Knoah, Hayden, be good. No shaving cream this year." my dad told my brothers an left for work. Every year the 7th an 8th grade boys would throw water balloons at all the girls then tackle them an spray them with shaving cream. (its a middle school tradition) Mom left for work after telling us to have a good day. "Dude, let us ride in the Jeep with you to school." Knoah said. "C'mon! Chelsea an Mandy are gonna be waiting for us outside MS doors." Hayden added. "Better hurry!" I yelled while running out the front door an starting my jeep. The boys were so close. I took off real fast sticking my toung out at them laughing. "Tell ur hooker friends how the bus smelt boys!" I yelled out the window. 

      Walking through the halls saying "have a good summer" to literally everyone I passed by. Once I got down the hall from my locker I see Brad standing there with a weird expression on his face. "Hey babe." I said as I leaned in for a kiss. Brad leaned away. "Natalie... we need, to talk." "uh.. okay." I could feel my throat dropping. You know, that feeling when you need to burst into a puddle of tears but your confidence is so high that you are forst to hold it in. "I can't see you anymore" what the hell is he saying!  "your not good enough for me anymore.. my parents want me to be free, have fun. Plus Vanderbilt an John Hopkins aren't very close. I don't know how else to put it. Goodbye." my stomach literally fell out my butt. My hole high school years of waste. Asshole.