Ch.2 Lunar Vacation

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(Your POV)

Randomly and mysteriously, I woke up early this morning. Instead of waiting a few hours to get a ride with Luke, I thought I'd leave him a text and ride my skateboard to school today. For an early September morning, the weather was quite nice and the sky clear. I glanced over at my alarm clock that read 5:42. I threw on my green jacket over my short sleeved shirt and sneaked out of my back door.

The crisp air nipped at my nose, but it got warmer as the sun rose. Instead of going to school super early, I cruised around the neighborhood. I even skated up to the rich neighborhood just to look at the sunrise. It was amazing. The fiery yellow-orange beacon overcame me and expressed it's dominance. I listened to Lunar Vacation's song Swimming. It was just so calming and pure. I wish I had as much talent as Grace and them.

Sliding down to the skatepark while listening to The Basement, I noticed some kids were coming in to the park for some early morning grinds. (I know that sounds bad just ignore it and get y'all minds out of the gutter, mother fackers) "Hey! Y/n! Whats up?" One of them I recognized called out to me. I rolled over to them and we bumped fists. "You here for the sunrise? Cause you missed it," He said while adjusting his footing. I glanced at the sun then back to him saying, "Nah I watched it from Loch Nora." He nodded, "Aw yeah I heard it's great up there at sunrise." I nodded and we parted ways.

After a few rounds on the half-pipe and railings, I looked at my phone and it said 7:23. Crap! I'm almost late! I flew across a few blocks to school.

~Time Skip Brought to You by... "It's a character."~

"Y/n! What the heck was that?" Luke angrly greeted me when I slipped my board into my locker. "What? This morning? I sent you a text!" I defended myself. He only gets mad over somethings, I'm sure he'll cool off soon. "I didn't get any text, y/n." He replied, obviously annoyed. "I'm sorry but I have proof that I sent it!" I gave him my phone and all it showed was the message all typed up, but not sent. He irritably nodded at me and walked the opposite way. I stared at the ground. It was my fault. I should have been more aware. I slammed my locker shut and stormed off to my first class.

Finally after a lonely lunch, I headed to my favorite and last class of the day: Drama Club. Yep I wasn't kidding when I said I was that awkward drama kid. I was hoping today that we'd study and perform our scripts. We usually just practice improvisation, but I'm terrible at that! I'd much rather had a script to memorize. Though they are both stressful, improvisation cannot be cut out and be started over again. We have this class for stage performances, so really you could mess up with both on stage, but I'm more interested in screen plays. I've always wanted to be an actress and be in a tv show. Even if it wasn't popular! I'd do anything to be apart of something that's... out there. I've always been stuck here in y/h/t! (your hometown) I just want to be somewhere that I'll be recognized or seen differently. Over here, all I'm seen as is Luke's irrelevant little girlfriend. I love him, but sometimes he gets upset and overreacts. That's the only thing about us that I can't change.

"Alrighty club, let's start off class with our notes on irony and how we can express it through our acting," Ms. Derry announced. "Hey! This is Drama Club, not english class," One of the kids complained. Ms. Derry was usually a cool bean, so she didn't get fired up to quickly. She just ignored him and we went over our notes.

After our notes we took turns acting out the skits we wrote. I was a little stressed because these kids scripts are actually really good. Their acting...meh, but their writing is great! I don't consider myself to be good nor bad, I just think I'm pretty mediocre at everything.

Next it was my turn. I am prepared, just not physically. I stood up and when to the center of our little circle stage.
   "Do I search you by candle light? Or by the light of the sun? Or by the figure of which is between?" I began with an english accent to use for this character. "Shall I must exhale all of my love and adoration for you as I exhale my breath?" I walked to stage right and made the expressions that I planned. "Why should I stop when I am without you? Why should I stay back behind and wait for you to return?" I slowly walked to stage left while speaking, "My heart does not mourn forever; surely it will mend." I stared at my classmates and expressed the sternness of my character. "I will not sit and waste my time for you to come. I refuse to let tears fall from my eyes in sorrow. Besides, I was the one who killed you in the first place," I ended with making a few of the girls gasp. I bowed as they clapped and I took my seat. "Wonderful demonstration of irony, y/n! Okay, who's next?" Ms. Derry complimented and continued. I got compliments from my drama friends too, I just didn't really expect it. I'm not an amazing writer or actress. Maybe I was better than I thought?

After school, I rode home on my skateboard without a trace of Luke. He didn't call, didn't text or anything! I don't see why what I did was so bad. It was more of what I didn't do.. I told him it was an honest mistake and I really did try to message him. He just gets heated up sometimes. It's fine. While I skated, I listened to Wasting Time with my headphones. It's my favorite Calpurnia song because it shows the good and the bad of people and that they can both still be loved. Suddenly I heard my ringtone pause my song and I picked it up.

"Hello?" I spoke into my headphone speaker.

"Y/n, it's your mother, did you forget to pack?"

"Uhh.. no? Sorry I forgot."

"Well you better hurry home and do it because we're leaving right after school tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay I'm heading home."

"Alright. Oh and Grace left me a call. She said she wanted to know who your favorite Calpurnier was?
I don't know what she meant by that so you'll just have to tell her when we see her."

"Okay, thanks mom."

"Bubye sweetie."

And with that, she hung up and my song resumed. Grace wanted to know who my favorite Calpurnier was? That's a weird question; even though she knows Finn, but still. Well if she needs to know... Jack is my favorite...

~Time Skip Brought to You by "Fack is real. Fack is real. Figgity-Figgity Fack is real."

Arriving at my house, I got a little surprise. Luke was sitting on my porch holding a small present. I approached him: "Luke? What is that?" He stood up, a little startled out of his thoughts. "Y/n, I'm sorry i got so mad. I know you really didn't mean to not send that text..." He trailed then chuckled and said, "That made no sense. What I mean is, I'm sorry. I love you." He pulled me into a hug. I missed his scent. It wasn't long the last time I saw him, but it's just different when I'm in his arms. He's like a big bear. And I love it.

He came inside with me and helped me pack. Well actually, he distracted me from packing. "Come on, come on look over here," He begged as he filmed me on with phone. As I stood at my open closet, sorting through clothes, I didn't turn to him, but flipped of his camera. "Hey!" he exclaimed, then posted it. We both laughed and he stood up from the floor. "Okay so what do you think about this shirt with these overalls?" I asked him as I held them up. He looked at me weirdly and retorted, "Overalls? What is this, 1985?" I just glanced around the room and shrugged. I put the overalls back and let him pick out the pants. Instead, he chose the same red striped shirt with black leggings with my three striped adidas that I hardly ever wear. I questionably looked at it and asked, "Don't you think it's a little basic?" He put his arm around my shoulder and replied, "Sometimes basic is okay." He kissed my cheek and went back to his spot on the floor. I stood there and thought about what he said. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable by not choosing what he picked, so I just threw them in my suitcase even though I hated it. I mean, I love the 80s. What's wrong with some vintage wardrobe? Dexys Midnight Runners can pull overalls off, why can't I?

It's getting late, so when I finished, Luke and I went outside, between our houses. He held my hands and stared down at me. "How long are you going to be gone again?" He asked. "Three weeks," I reminded. He frowned and hugged me. We stayed in each others embrace as we stared off into space.

"Remember to call and text," He said. "I won't be gone for that long. It'll be so quick that you won't even know I'm gone." He kissed my forehead and whispered, "Let's hope..."

"Let's Hope..."

A/N:
Wassup guys? First day of vlogging! I just woke up in the bathtub, also did I mention I just woke up in the bathtub?

😂 Anyways, I hope you liked the chapter! Prepare for your journey to Atlanta, Georgia! Even if you live super close and could drive or are super far away from there, I'm just gonna have the character drive for it to sort-of make sense. Thanks for reading! Bye fishies!! ~MJ💚

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