"Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul."
– Oscar Wilde
Kimmie's P.O.V -
It's the last day of summer and as usual the unexpected happens after making plans for the day. It really wasn't unexpected seeing as Sam hinted that there was a high chance this would happen on our three way convo with Beth last night. I didn't want to believe even though it was reported on the news after we hung up, confirming my suspicions that today would be gravely disappointing. It really wasn't the end of the world or a zombie apocalypse, but it might as well have been, because it's freaking raining! Ugh.
The last day of summer was our day before we got separated into the demanding world of senior year. Bethany, was a cheerleader and while usually in books they're the popular cruel bitches Bethany was an exception, the rest were like the books maybe even worse. Sam and I were the mediocre cute girls who were liked by the other guys for our looks but weren't popular enough to be seen with. So normally they'd want a quick fling just to say they did it and moved on. Not with me though, but Sam was a whole other novel by itself.
I was startled out of my sulking contemplation on whether I wanted to even get out of bed seeing as my day was ruined.
"Kimmie! Sam's here!" My mum yelled from downstairs. I was surprised she was still here. Normally she has some "emergency surgery" at the hospital. More like emergency horny men. But hey! you can be a classy thot, it is 2019.
"Coming!" I flipped out of bed and scrambled through my bedroom door and rush down our stair case.
"Woo baby girl, I know you love me but rib crushing much?" Hugging my friend is always so comforting especially with all the worries I have about tomorrow.
"Ha ha. Like you don't like my hugs." I let go of Sam and started back towards my bedroom while Sam attempted to smooth out her favorite but now crinkled black bralette that she swears is a crop top. Like, that hardly could even pass as a bralette with the scarcity of cloth.
"I can't believe it's raining. Of all days to rain it's got to be today?" I ranted as I plopped down unto my bed and turned on my TV.
"Yea, I can hardly believe it. But we could still make it work you know." Sam said while spraying herself with all my colognes. She always does that and finishes them before I even get a chance to use some of them.
"Never gonna happen. Beth, would never allow us over to her house remember?" I said rolling my eyes.
Sam sighed and sat down beside me and grabbed the remote from my hand and turned the TV off. It's not like I was really watching it anyways, so I didn't say anything but fall back on my pillows.
"You know why and we promised to support her." Sam said as she laid down beside me.
I closed my eyes and sighed. "Yea, we did but doesn't mean we have to like it." I grumbled.
"Who keeps their best friends a secret to stay popular?"
I couldn't believe it when she suggested it at the start of summer. Apparently, she had told her cheer-leading friends that she ditched us but claimed she couldn't really do it so she wanted to still be friends but in secret. I had started a fit that day but Sam beat some sense into me or some dumb advice about supporting our friends no matter what and some other bullshit. But I didn't like it and I never would.
"Let's call Beth and see what she wants to do." Sam suggested as she fished our her iPhone and started texting Beth.
We tried texting and calling her for the next two hours and no response. Sam wanted to be optimistic and assume she was sleeping in or the rain caused an outage in her area.
