The Journey That Is Life; A Teenage Perspective

Chapter 14- Oliver's P.O.V

   There are a lot of things I don't mind, and one of them is family holidays. But this one seems different, this resort is crawling with babes, but I feel like I should stay with my dad and my step mom this whole trip, it wouldn't feel right if I were to just leave for a day with some girl. I don't how much my dad trusts me. Sitting on the side of the pool, hearing voices around me, my eyes are looking in my book, but my mind seems to want to wander recently, I could sit for hours and read. Read, making a TV screen in my head, and watching it.

     Like any other 15-year-old boy in my group of people, video games, pot, and music are a must. But one thing I get a lot is I don't look my age, which is true, I don't. I don't even need people to tell me I look older just the look in there eyes are enough. I bumped into this girl yesterday accidentally, she was looking at this little plushed animal, it was cute, I went to apologize, and she looked up, we both kinda stopped in our foot steps. Her age was probably around 16, and she had this sparkle in her eye I couldn't forget, she started talking to break the ice, and she sounded American. It disappointed me. When she talked, the look she had on her face was the look a 10 year old looks up to a teenage, but I kept it cool and I let myself talk, I don't think she had a problem with it either, my accent must have enlightened her. Her face was pitch red, I would be embarrassed too if I was holding a blue Unicorn at the time.

     I have seen her around more than that accidental-meet-and-great, with her family, mother, father and an older brother that looked like he was in his twenties. She said that unicorn was for her little sister, which was obviously not with her. I saw her and her brother horsing around in the pool too, she caught my attention though. There was something about her, I kept my eyes on her, back to my book, then on her again, I was wearing sunglasses, so I don’t think she knew. There were a lot of girls wearing skimpy outfits walking around here; which is fine, I’m not complaining, but she seemed to have traits leaning more towards actually having self-respect.

     The day we actually did talk, I saw her that night when I was walking back to my room. She was in the pool, and her brother or dad was with her. She didn't seem too sane, maybe she was drunk or on something. Meth? But it was funny, I didn’t watch for too long, but I think she saw me at one point so I kept walking, thinking about the fact maybe she wasn't 16,a nd she was 18 or older if she came here to drink.

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     I’ve been waking up early this trip too, I wouldn't want to sleep the holiday away. I wake up, obviously read for a bit, and go for a walk, maybe a dip in the pool. I went on my deck first to check the weather, and I stayed there and I thought which would I rather be doing, sitting talking about zombies and smoking pot with my friends, or relaxing in paradise trying to find the right time to talk to Maddi.