70 Days Of Summer

Day 6

I wake up at 11 am, ready to enjoy a calm, peaceful, no drama day of reading. Of course, I've run out of books so I have to go to the library. Cassie is making me go to their gig tonight, at some random dude's house. I shower, brush my teeth, leave my hair open, and wear a plain, silk, jersey swing dress and run down out down the stairs. I almost trip down the stair's due to the overload of rock music that pours into my ears. Of Course! They're practicing for their gig! I walk into the garage and wait for them to finish their first practice.

"Wow! You guys sound great!"I comment.

Everyone looks chill except Cassie who complains,

"Well we would sound even greater if Mark would remember the beat to the song. The band means everything to Cassie and she just wants to ace their first gig, and maybe get more gig's. 

"What do you want?" asks Cassie realising that I'm not standing by the garage door for no reason.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm heading to the library," I say cooly. 

"Only the library.....right?" says Cassie referring to the big flash party incident 3 days ago.

"Yes, only the library!" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Ok! Now, shoo your cutting our rehearsal time!" Says Cassie hinting for me to leave.

I grab my books I already borrowed, and start walking towards the Canton library. On the way there I notice Berun walking his dog,his blonde hair flopping over his eyes with his head bent in the way he usually does when he's feeling down. I hope he's not thinking about yesterday, It must've felt awful, but I wasn't ready. I still love him and should probably explain to him about what happened yesterday so that he doesn't totally hate me.

"Berun! Hey Berun!" I yell across the street because he's on the other lane. He starts speed walking away but I cross the street and catch up with him.

"About yesterday, It was a mistake...I just wasn't ready..I.....I" I start, but then he turns around and I gaze into his beautiful light blue eyes and all I want to do is pull him into a close hug and kiss him and never let go but he interrupts me,

"No! I don't want any excuses! You had your chance, the one you've been waiting for since 4th grade! I believed that I loved you, but now...your nothing!'" He stomps away with his Chihuahua not looking back. I can't believe it! It's over! I missed my chance, and It's never coming back! We're not going to have 3 kids, a dog named Berkely, and live happily ever after! My heart sinks to my stomach, and I shuffle toward's the library. I don't know how I feel. I can't think straight and I feel as if my dreams have been crushed by a boulder. I just don't know? I enter the library and Mrs. Jamley twitters,

"Oh, Clara! How lovely to see you! I see you've come for a new batch, well I strongly recommend you check out our new classic's! They're just marvellous!"

I nod silently, my brain not being able to process anything, drop off my books and walk down the aisle. I pick up 3 random book's from the classic's shelf and walk over to check them out.

"Having a bad day," says mrs. Jamley, beeping my books with the machine.

I nod silently, wave goodbye and walk out of the shop. I take the long way home, behind houses and creepy alley's, just wanting some peace to think about what happened. Ok, so Buren and I broke up what we never had, and will never have? Oh my god! My life is so confusing! Calm down Clara, It's summer. Forget about everything that causes any stress, including Berun. I have a whole 2 months of relaxing and nothing else. In time, Berun will have to forgive me, and I willl have to get over him.Phew! I feel so much better now, and I walk into my garage where 'The Bleeder's' are playing there only slow song called 'Die hard.' I'm sure people love listening to that. I tell Cassie I'm back then hide out in my den reading The Great Gatsby and eating Chicken soup until It's time to get ready for the Bleeder's first gig. Yay for me! I get to sit around at a high schooler's party watching teenager's get drunk, and listening to the same loud, annoying rock music I hear everyday! I slip on my jeans, red bandeau slinky top, red flat's, and tie my hair into a high ponytail. Cassie and the band are chilling in the living room drinking soda pop, all hyped up for their first gig. All the guys are dressed in black hiking boots, black leather pants, black vests, and Cassie is wearing the outfit we bought yesterday. Darrell drives us to the gig location in his Volkswagen beetle. I have to squish in the back between Glen, Mark, and Gregory while Cassie get's front seat. They all smell like stale cheese and man deodorant. The venue of the gig is at a a large depressing brick house, or so it look's from the front. We hop off at the front driveway which is paved with gravel, and start to unpack the gear. The brick house is completely square and quite tall. It has moss growing up the walls like in those ancient house's, and double door's with a large heavy,bronze knocker that were used in the old ages. Suddenly a lady who look's 40 something who has probably gone through botox way too many times, and is wearing a lot of make up comes rushing out in a short, gold, sequin dress and six inch gold stiletto's frantically yelling,