The Summer Of Memories

Chapter 1: Umm What?

Buzz Buzz.

My phone goes off on my bedside table and I jump up. Today is the day I go with Taylor to Hawaii. He invited me to go since his family already planned a trip to go to Rome. I pick up my phone and it's a call from Taylor.

"Hey sleeping beauty. I have been trying to call you since 7." I look at the clock. It's 8:30.

"Sorry! I just wanted to make sure I got enough rest for today."

"Yeah. I'm super excited! I'll be there to pick you up around 9:00 or so."

I look over at my packed bags. "Alright well I'm ready I just gotta put on some shorts and a t-shirt and fight my never ending battle with my hair."

He just laughs through the phone before saying bye and hanging up. I walk to the bathroom checking my self out in the mirror.

"Not bad." I say to myself brushing my hair. I have been so ready for this trip. I went and got highlights in my hair and got a mani-pedi. I slide on my shorts and my normal is boring tank top. Then pulling my hair into a ponytail and applying a tad bit of makeup.

I double check my bag and make sure I have my phone charger, laptop, and camera. Hopefully I can get some photos that are good enough to take to Columbia University with me next summer. I'm going to be a photographer.

Buzz Buzz.

It's Taylor. He says he's on his way over. Taylor just moved in down the road so he's only like five minutes away. So I gather up my stuff and go sit in the living room.

Taylor pulls up in a white van. He must have gotten a new car because he usually drives his convertible.

"Hey Rachael! I think there's room in the back for your stuff, just go on and bring it out." Taylor shouts across my driveway.

"Okay!" I say. Rolling my suitcase and carrying my mini duffle bag. I open the trunk to see 4 other suitcases and bags.

"Taylor do you really need all this stuff?" I ask.

"No but they do." he says and I look up into the backseat where I see Mandy, Ashley, and Brandon.

Umm what?

This was only supposed to be a trip for me and Taylor. I mean I'm perfectly fine with Mandy being here but I am not okay with Ashley and Brandon being here. I thought they hated us. But now they sit in the back laughing along as if nothing had happened.

I sit in the passengers seat up front with Taylor and we drive to the airport.

Once we arrive we all go to get our bags out. Ashley grabs mine off the top and hands it to me.

"Here you go Rachael. Wow your suitcase is pretty light, did you pack enough?" Ashley asks with a smile as she pulls out the biggest freaking suitcase I have ever seen.

"I knew I would buy a lot so I didn't pack much." I say bored.

I go ahead and walk up to the airport by myself and I am soon accompanied by Taylor.

"Hey Rach I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I was just afraid you wouldn't wanna go if you knew they were going too." He has that pleading look in his blue eyes.

"It's okay. But why invite Brandon and Ashley. I mean I understand Mandy but I thought you hated Brandon." I ask stopping and the sidewalk to the building.

"Well Brandon came over last week after we went to the beach and apologized for all the stupid shit that he had done. Then Ashley came inside and apologized and cried. And no Rachael they weren't fake tears either." He says stopping beside me placing his hand on my face.

"You know I wouldn't have done it if I knew it would make you upset." He looks dead into my eyes.

"Its okay. I understand. I'm just not going to let them ruin my last summer before college."

"Good," he says and gives me a kiss. "you should really talk to Ashley. She has changed back to her old self. I think losing all her friends made her realize how bitchy she made herself." He laughs his deep little laugh making me laugh as well.

Once the group catches up with us we all walk inside ready to get on the plane to paradise.

Author's Note:

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