Just for the summer

Chapter 2

Rachael's POV

‘Blake…?’

‘Yes Amanda, Blake Anderson!’

‘Okay I think I’ve got bad reception or something because it sounds like you just said Blake Anderson…’

I sighed and flopped onto my bed. I held the phone closely to my mouth.

‘Amanda. I am going on holidays with B L A K E   A N D E R S O N’ I stated slowly and loudly.

‘Is this some kind of joke?’ she questioned cautiously.

‘Sadly…no.’

‘What the hell!’

‘Yeah I know.’ I sighed into the phone.

‘Why?’

‘I’m not really too sure…I mean our families have always been close but…I have to spend the whole summer holidays with him!’ I groaned

‘What’re you going to do?’

‘I honestly have no idea! I’ll probably end up embarrassing myself and it’s going to be so awkward, we haven’t spoken in years!’

‘This might be a good chance to get close again, and Tiffany won’t be there throwing herself at him.’

I could hear my mum calling me for dinner.

‘Yeah I guess you right…anyways I have to go but I’ll see you at school tomorrow.’

I hung up the phone and made my way downstairs.

The final bell for the year rang and the school erupted into chaos. Students poured into the corridors, creating a stampede of bodies. School was out and unlike the rest of the school I was dreading the summer holidays.

Amanda and I pushed ourselves close to the corridor walls in a desperate attempt to not get carried along with the crowds and that’s when I saw him.

Blake stood out from the rest of the students like black from white. His 6”2 body towered over the rest of us and the crowd parted for him, leaving a clear walkway to the front exit of the school.

Once the chaos had died down Amanda gave me a tight hug.

‘Are you still coming over tonight?’ I asked her

‘Of course! I’m not going to see you for the next 6 weeks and I need to help you pack.’

I looked over at Amanda and groaned.

‘How am I going to survive 6 weeks with Blake Anderson?’

I stared down at the empty suitcases in front of me with my hands on my hips and my eyebrows furrowed. I honestly had no idea what to pack. Running a hand threw my hair and sighing I pulled open my wardrobe and examined my options. 

None of the clothes I owned seemed appropriate for Hawaii. I ran my eyes over the jeans and sweaters I owned and let out a groan of frustration.

The doorbell rang and I bounded down the stairs to let Amanda in.

‘Thank god you’re here! I need some serious hel-‘

My words caught in my mouth as I stared at the person before me. Blake stood at the door with a small smirk on his face.