Summer Love (Lauren Jauregui)

Chapter 1

The summer sun beamed down so hard today as I helped my mom clean her pool. Sweat literally poured from my face and down to my favorite black v neck. Which was was a bad idea. 

Today in the early month of June, my mom had very important co workers coming to have dinner with us for my older sisters birthday, so I volunteered to help clean and cook whatever was needed. 

"Moms on her way" yelled my twin sister Destiny, as she came out to help. "I just put Mason in his crib, and John should be getting home from the pharmacy" she announced.

John was our step father, and Mason, Paisley, Vicky and Joey were my half siblings. John and my moms kids. 

See, my parents are divorced. It happened When Des and I turned 8. The good thing is my parents still get along really well, and so do my step parents. 

Dad, married Andrea when I was 10 and of course they had kids. When he found out she was pregnant, he moved to Miami and became the best lawyer. There kids names were Martin, Emily, Kyle, and the smallest Zack. 

But when my parents were together, they only had two kids, and it wasn't Des and I, if thats what you were thinking. The oldest was Ian, who gave my parent there fist grandkids, and my first nephew, and then Jennel.  After them, my parents couldn't have anymore kids with each other, so adoption was their option at the time and where I came in. With other kids as well. 

Micky, Andie, Logan, Abigail, Riley, Destiny and I were adopted. My parents believed in a big family, so yeah. 

Des and I were two months when our parents adopted us, so we didn't know our parents like the others. But I surely didn't care. 

"Hey girlys" Jennel practically screamed, skipping into the backyard. She stopped I front of my and pulled me into a hug. 

"Hey! How's being 20 so Far?" Des asked Jennel. Jen rolled her eyes at her age. Even though she was the oldest she acted like the youngest and hated her age with a passion. 

"It's alright I guess. More freedom, but I'll forever be a kid." I looked at Jennel with a smile. "So what's up Gio" she yelled pinching my cheeks. 

"Stop! I hate when you do that. You left my cheeks red last time" I whined swatting her hands away from my face. She pouted batting her eyelashes. 

"Ehh, I think I'm going to be sick" Said a British accent and I knew it was Micky. He walked over to us and swung his arm around Des's shoulder. 

"Oh shut up" Jen said without looking at him. Her attention was so focused on me. "Your not going to leave me, right?" I was the last to get adopted considering Des was older then me by half an hour, so To Jennel, I was like her baby, even though I was younger than her by a year and six months. 

"I don't know yet. I haven't made up my mind yet" I whispered so it was only her who heard. My dad wanted me to live with him for awhile and I had told him I'll think about it. 

"Remember, were leaving tomorrow, you know that" I nodded. Since it was summer, it was my dads turn to have us for a couple months. I still had some things to pack. 

I walked over to my room to find Vicky sitting by my door. She smiled and saw me and ran to me. I bent down and picked her up, swinging her on my hip. 

"What's up kiddo. What were you doing?" I asked her. She shrugged Climbing down my arms and ran away. That little girl was something. 

After the longest hour ever, my mom arrived with Jennel's cake and co workers trailing behind. Mom was the best doctor/surgeon in California, so she had kind of a lot of friends. 

"Gio! You look taller then I remember" yelled the annoying Dr. Matthews. Well actually he wasn't annoying just to talkative and jumpy. 

"You saw me last week Dr. Matthews" I said grabbing his present for Jennel out of his hands. I placed it on the gift table, and looked at him. 

"Ahh, Yes that's right." And I guess very forgetful to. "But please, call me Gorge" I nodded and walked over to my mom. 

Mom placed the cake on the table and looked around the backyard for any sign of trash or anything. 

"You did good honey " she placed her hand in my shoulder and kissed my cheek. "Now go call Jen" I ran away from her and passed a few doctors and Friends.  

"Jen?" I knocked at her door and heard a small sniffle. I slowly walked in not bothering to wait for her consent. 

Jennel was laying on her bed with her suit case by her side. Her room was now half way empty from what I remembered. 

"Jen? What's wrong?" I asked climbing on bed with her. I wrapped my arm around her waist and rested my head on top of hers. 

"Drew" she whispered. Drew was her boyfriend. They met two years ago at a carnival and hit off pretty good. After a few months, things between them went down hill. Then it became a makeup breakup relationship. 

"What about him" she looked over at me as I wiped her tears with my flannel. She smiled at me grabbing my hand. 

"Promise, that if you ever get a boyfriend or girlfriend, that you will not let them walk all over you. Ok?" I nodded. " just know we broke up this time for good" she sighed standing up from her bed, dragging me with her.

"Hey! It's your birthday! Let me carry you" I said. Jennel loved being carried for some reason. She jumped on my back as I gave her piggy back ride to the backyard.

"Thanks baby girl!" She climbed off and kissed my cheek joining her friends that were finally here. 

This party was made for a small child. Water balloons everywhere, water guns in an ice cold bucket ready to be used, a bounce house with a water slide, jack sparrow decorations hung at every corner, and the only not child like thing, her cake. It was of her favorite band the motley Crüe. 

"I'm not dressed to get wet" Andie mumbled over to me as she sat beside me. 

"Neither I'm I" I laughed. "But you know how Jen is. She's always just crazy" We looked over at Jennel seeing she was in her jeans shorts, a nice blouse, and her boots soaking wet.

"You can say that again" She giggled at how much fun Jen was having. 

Later after the sun went down, and it was kind of cold to get wet. So we sang happy birthday, cut the cake, opened gifts, and went inside to sleep. Tomorrow at 11, we had to be on the flight to Miami.

A/n: My first Chapter of my first story. Comment and Vote.