Summer days

Chapter 2: Well, this is awkward...

Danica

Summer was already coming to an end and all I did was write and eat. I was already dreading the first day of class. I had all my school stuff set up and my alarm clock set. All I need now is to enjoy my last day of summer. The problem was that I didn't know how so I ended up writing in my journal. I was trying to think of something to write about but, it seems that I couldn't find the inspiration so that I could write. I guess I won't be making a new poem. I could rewrite some of my stories but I'm saving that for another day, and I rewrote something once and that's not happening again.

"Ugh.." I groan out frustration while I move around on my bed. I need to get out of here, I lack inspiration just from being isolated in this room. I quickly put on some socks and shoes and hurried downstairs. I told my mom that I'm going out. I got my helmet and my bike and pedaled. I didn't exactly know where I was going but I didn't care. I just pedaled and pedaled until I reached Ven's house again. I haven't been here all summer ever since I embarrassed myself in front of her brothers. I was about to pedal back to my house when the door of Ven's house flung open revealing the boy from last time. The shorter one. It looks like he was headed outside too but he stopped walking when he spotted me. It's like he was shocked to see me here. I was still embarrassed to face them after that incident. I wanted to pedal away but I just can't seem to move. Out of embarrassment probably. Now that I see this boy, only him and not with his brother, I can see his features much better. I thought he looked like a normal boy from when I first saw him but now that I see him here, he looks more than that. What I'm saying here is just that it seems to be like he looks different. He also seems to be different from the other boys here. I was too busy looking at him that I didn't notice that it was getting late. I quickly got back on my bike and pedaled home. I looked back at Ven's brother and he was still looking at me. He was looking at me in a way a boy would rarely do.

I was back at home and I lazily placed my bike in our garage. I went back up to my room and just slam onto my bed. I couldn't help but think about that boy, Ven's brother. Why was he looking at me like that? Why was I looking at him like that? I rarely look at guys in that manner. But that doesn't mean that I like him. I look back at him and think about his brown eyes, his freckles spread around his face like it were the stars, and his hair, how could I describe his hair? His hair looked like a cloud, soft. I bet it felt like a cloud.... Wait, so does this really mean that I like him? I'm not someone who gains crushes easily but the feeling I get from this boy makes me feel a lot of things. Weird things. Weird thing that causes my stomach to feel weird inside...

Huh, I guess I do like him. But what if I won't be able to see him again? What if this is just some crush that I'll get over with in a week? Anyways, it's not like we spoke to each other all summer. All we did was exchange glances at each other. Now that I think of it, I wished that I talked to him at lost once this summer. I guess it's too late. I still have these weird feelings so I turn to the solution that will help me with this. Write. I write whatever I'm feeling in a form of a poem or a story. I like writing things. It makes me feel happy and relaxed. Because of this I decided to be a writer when I grow up. I went to my desk and got my special journal and started to write down something...

After that, I get ready for bed and hope that my first day of school won't suck.

William

That girl came back again. The one with the dark hair and baby blue eyes. I was going outside when she was there on her bike. I stopped walking and she stopped on her bike. We were just looking at each other. I wanted to look away but I didn't. I just looked we right in the eyes. Right then I was thinking that she might think that I'm some creep staring at her. I quickly looked away and just stand there looking down  at the ground. Maybe I should talk to her. There is a chance that I might not see her again. I took a deep breath and looked up at her and was about to say a simple" hi". I looked but saw that she already pedaled away. Great, I had one chance to talk to her and I blew it.

I went back inside, I was feeling quite down. It was probably because of me not having a chance to talk to that girl. I dot even know why I have gained such an interest in her, she's pretty and has this look. It makes you think that ooh she seems so mysterious but when you meet her, she's just as interesting as she looks. If maybe I had a chance to go back in time to that moment where I first saw her, I would immediately help her with her bike and ask for her name but nooo, I was being the scared little boy that I am and didn't have the courage to do so. Ugh, I'm such a wuss.

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I ate dinner with my mother and brother and then I went straight to bed since classes start tomorrow. I'm going to see Gordon and all my old friends. I wonder if they'll recognize me. Anyways, I just hope school won't be a living hell like it always is.