Our Last Summer

Chapter One

"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer."

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

KYLEE

One of the best things about summer is that you don't have to wake up to an alarm. You can wake up anytime you want unless you are going somewhere. Alarms annoy the hell out of me, they reduce the amount of sleep that I can actually have. Unfortunately for me, I forgot to turn off my alarm on the first day of summer. I woke up to the annoying Sci-fi tone at five in the morning and couldn't fall back asleep. I tried everything to fall back asleep. Heck, I even listened to an audio book. I love reading but I hate listening to audio books because they bore the shit out of me.

After two uneventful hours of me scrolling through twitter, I decided to get out of bed. The first thing I would say I did was to take a shower but instead, I went downstairs and ate breakfast because food is more important than anything else. After I had eaten the sandwhich our maid has prepared for us, I went up to kuya's room just to annoy him. Like me, kuya hated early mornings.

"I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL...."

A pillow comes flying right at me and I scream. "OUCH!"

"Damn it! What the hell Kylee," my brother groaned out.

"Kuya, you're teaching me how to curse. I'm reporting that to dad," I joked.

He ignored my comment and went back to sleep. I thought he starts working in dad's company today. He probably forgot but it's his fault so I won't remind him. Or should I? I decided not to remind him after five minutes of debating with myself. I went back to my room and started getting ready to go to the mall with Joe. We plan to catch a movie and have some lunch. We'll see what else we feel like doing afterwards.

As much as I would like to bore you with how I got ready, I won't. It took me one hour to decide on what to wear and ended up wearing denim shorts, a loose black shirt and my grey converse. I tied a jacket around my waist just in case I get cold in the middle of the movie. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs. "Bye, Kuya!" I told my brother who was currently watching TV downstairs. Well, I hope he doesn't get fired from our dad's company.

I walked to Joe's house because it was practically right infront of ours. Joe moved in our village four years ago. That's how we met and became best friends. I rang the doorbell thrice signaling that it was me. Joe came to open the door still in his pajamas. "Hi, where is your Aunt?" I asked him.

"Work. Anyways, I'm going to get ready now. You can go anywhere but my room because I don't want you to see me naked," he told me. I went to the living room and started scrolling through twitter. I was too busy studying to become valedictorian that I haven't actually had a social life, that's why I have been glued to twitter for the past few hours.

"Let's go!" Joe called, all changed in a light blue shirt, khaki shorts and some black converse.

"Are we going to walk?" I asked.

"No, it's not safe to walk here in the Philippines so call your driver now." I nodded and quickly scrolled through my contacts until I found 'driver'.

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The car ride was boring. Joe and I were practically using our phones the whole time.

Typical.

"So, Alexander and the blah blah really long title or If I Stay?" Joe asked me snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I don't like cheezy romantic stories and you know that," I told him, handing him the money to buy tickets.

"Why do I have to line up in that extremely long line while you get to shop? No fair," he said trying to pull off a pouty face. I rolled my eyes at him and ran off to HnM. I need a new look for college so I decided to shop today.

After an hour of looking at every clothing possible, I gave up. Shopping is hard when you hate everything you see. "Guess you didn't find anything," a familiar voice said, scaring me off my feet.

"Damn it, Joe! You scared me there. How did you know I would be in HnM?" I asked him. He just shrugged. Well, I guess it's because I've been telling him a lot lately about how I really wanted to go to HnM.

"Movie starts in twenty minutes," Joe told me.

"Well, let's go! I want to watch the commercials," I said enthusiastically. Joe knew that I only wanted to watch the commercials to criticize them.

Once we got into the cinema, I realized we were going to watch If I Stay. Ugh. I hate romance stories and I hate clichés. I can't believe I have to go through two hours of pain. "You know I love Gayle Forman's books," Joe told me with a smirk on his face. How could I have forgotten that Joe loved reading this kind of shit. Sometimes, I think Joe is gay but is in denial. I am still waiting for that day he admits he is gay. After all the stupid commercials, I closed my eyes hoping I would fall asleep. I just didn't want to see romantic stuff happening.

"Kylee, wake up!"

I opened my eyes to see the credits rolling and Joe's eyes were really red. Oh God, did he just cry? Pfft, he is such a drama queen. "Who the hell cries over a movie?" I asked him sarcastically.

He just rolled his eyes at me. Yup, he is gay. I am now a hundred percent sure that my best friend is indeed gay. "So where do you want to eat? I'll allow you to pick since I chose the movie," Joe stated.

I was craving for ramen. "IPPODU RAMEN!!!"

"I figured you would say that."

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After our meal, we decided to head over to my house to have a movie marathon. Of course it was a Marvel movie marathon. I mean Marvel is the best. "Who's your favorite hero?" Joe asked me all of a sudden.

"Spiderman, because he is awesome. And he does not have any abnormality except for super strength. He is just like an ordinary human but stronger. Who's yours?" Joe bit his lip as if he was hesitating to answer.

"You are my hero, Kylee." Now, that caught me off guard. What the hell was Joe trying to implement?

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying not to sound sarcastic. He just shook his head and focused back on watching the movie.

I sometimes do not understand Joe.

A/N

This chapter may seem like the mid point of the story already but trust me, this is only the beginning.

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