Summer in Greece

Late summer nights

When you imagine summer you think about long summer nights at the beach, bonfires and cold ice cream on a hot summer day. Bare, tanned legs and light dresses. But above all freedom. For two oh so sweet months your free to do anything, whitin limits of course but still: It´s pretty amazing. It´s the perfect opportunity to do all those things you couldn´t do during the school year because it simply wasn´t time enough. That why it´s my favorite time of the year.

I yawn and roll over in my bed facing my alarmclock, which i haven´t really been using since early june, and in the big bold numbers "3:00 p.m." it tells me that I stayed up way too late last night. Now your probably thinking that I, Emily Parson, did something amazing last night  to seize every second of my last summer as a high schooler. Maybe your thinking that I went to this crazy party or a chill bonefire by the beach or why not, stayed up all night stargazing with my boyfriend? Well, I hate to break it to you, but first of all I don´t do the whole party thing, especially not the crazy ones. Second of all, I live nowhere near anything that is even close to be even called a beach. And thirdly there´s no boy in the world who can call himself my boyfriend. To be honest I don´t really care about that fact even though it wouldn´t be the worst thing to have someone special. 

Now should perhaps be the time that I totally disappoint you all by telling you that I stayed up all night, alone I might add, watching movies that I´ve already seen a million times. That´s what I´ve been doing every night, and day, since my summer started. Do you feel sorry for me? Please don´t, because I´ve been loving every second of it. This is what I choose to do with the freedom I talked about in the begining. Don´t worry, I have friends. In fact I would´ve stayed up even longer if it wasn´t for my best friend calling me on skype in the middle of the night. She´s in sweden over the summer visiting her cousins so for her, it wasn´t the middle of the night.

Her call popped up on my screen as the credits of 27 dresses appeared on the screen. Creds to her for timing.
"So how much do you miss me?" I answered teasingly with a big grin.
"Yeah, yeah." She replied totally blowing me of in the process."I just called, because I saw that you were online and if I´m correct with the time difference thing, you should really go to bed. Like right now." Can you belive she actually said that? As you could imagine my grin turned in to a pout instead.
"Hey, your supposed to be my best friend, not my mom Han. Remeber? And since when do you care about my sleeping-schedule?" I asked.
"Since I know that your just whatching some random bad rom-com by yourself in your bedroom. And since it´s late enough for me here in Sweden to go to bed, which means that it´s reaaaally time for you to." Damn, she knew me too well.
"You liked 27 dresses when we wached it." I defended myself.
"Whatever Emily. Goodnight, love you!" I blew her a kiss before logging off and actually going to bed.

So, you see, if I hadn´t had any friends I would probably still be awake. Not kidding. Now we have reach the time in the morning when I can´t remain in my bed even if I wanted to. Nature calls, so to speak. I then make my wait out in the hall, now on the hunt after something to eat or rather drink. Passing a mirror on the way I freeze noticing my bird nest of a hair. To look at least decent before facing my parents, or anyone else for that matter, I put it up in a messy, like a really really messy, bun. Shrugging I countinued down the stairs, at least I tried. The thought that count, right?

My dad´s in the kitchen currently reading the papper as I walk in, heading straight for the cups to make me some coffee. My dad looks up at the noise I´m making.
"Oh, you´re up!" I just shrugg in response, he then decides to proceed. "So, what are you doing today?"
"Nothing." I smile shrugging again.
"Nothing?" He asks, raising his eyebrowns.
"Nothing." I said, grabbing my cup of coffee heading for the livingroom and the TV. Dad follows with his own cup, but stopps at the door and decides to lean against the doorway watching me laying down on our big sofa.
"Doesn´t doing nothing gets boring? I mean, your doing nothing." He ask gesticulating to me as I grabb the remote to find something to watch.
"Well, I´m not doing nothing. I watch movies and TV, and you know, other stuff." I explain.
"It´summer, shouldn´t you do something... you know outside?" He ask, mocking me in the process. I turn to him raising my eyebrows skeptical at him.
"Have you looked outside? It´s not really a summer paradise." It wasn´t raining or anything, but it was really cloudy and have been for a while now. Not the time to whip out your swimwear in other words.
"Yeah... But aren´t some of your friends home?" He ask and I´m starting to realize that he´s up to something.
"No one that I´m dying to see." I answer slowly waiting for him to come clean.
"Good, because tomorrow we´re off to Greece."

What the actual f*ck?

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Hey! I thought I should say, if someone actually reads this, that I´m from Sweden. So I would really appreciate if you would tell me in the comments about any spelling and grammar mistakes or if I´ve expressed myself in a weird way. Other then that, I hoped you enjoyed! :)