Summer Fling

1. What about you skeeter?

1. What about you skeeter?

Life is so complicated, it decides to give you good times you want to keep in the moments you know they won't stay. It likes to see you sad, but happy, reminding you that not everything will be as you like it to.

His hard, big, warm hand grabs mine as we walk down the beach. I inhale the smell of salt and wet sand inside my nose, I might not smell this in a very long time. I look over at him and smile as I see his blue eyes meet mine, his eyes that drove me crazy as I saw him playing volleyball wondering who that boy was, the ball had come my direction and I gave it to him, looking at those eyes for the first time........just like the dark blue sky.

He smiles back and his perfectly white teeth showed at me, basically everything about him was perfect, his laugh, his eyes, his smile, his body, his humor. I barely met him about two weeks ago and I was going crazy for him, maybe it wasn't love, but it sure was something that made my stomach do a flip every time I saw him.

I feel the cold breeze and shudder a little, tightening my hand in his.

"Are you cold skeeter?" Austin asks me.

"A little" I tell him with a small smile. He stops and walks in front of me wrapping his warm arms around me.

"I love the way you smell" he whispers in my ears. I smile and pull myself closer to his chest.

"I love the way you smell too" I tell him. I smile once again before reality hits me like a slap in the face. I'm leaving tomorrow to Riverside and the possibilities of seeing him again are two out of ten. I pull away and look at his eyes that have me hypnotized.

"I'm leaving tomorrow" I tell him with a small frown.

"I know, I wish you wouldn't, I'll be alone for the rest of summer here" he whispers, flashing me a small sad smile.

"I don't want to leave Austin" I tell him.

"Me neither" he slides his hands to my waist and hugs me really tight, almost leaving me without air to breath in. I hugged him back, as tight as he did. I suck in his smell because I know that this is the last time I'll see him, hug him, or smell him.

I open the door to my new room and look around, even if I don't like it I don't have a choice, we've moved here already, to Rosewood. I let out a big breath and let it all pass through me, going to the beach, meeting that gorgeous guy named Austin. Moving here, having a new home. Three homes in one year, we are always moving around, I'm used to it, to having a new room, new house, new friends, new school.

"Skeeter, you like your new room?" Mom's voice comes up behind me, echoing through the empty room.

"Yes, it's, big" I look around, it is big, compared to my last room. It has a window sit, where I can perfectly read my books, the bed will be in the left wall, there is a big closet that I don't really need since I don't really own a bunch of clothes, I also have my own bathroom, which I desired so much back in the old house. Well, actually last three old houses.

"I hope you like your new school darling, they have marching band" she says sounding really exited, not even i sound like that. I smile and she comes to me grabbing both of my hands and giving me a reassuring smile. While her wrinkles show a little at the corners of her mouth, I wonder if they are because she is always smiling, even in the worst moments of life. Even when she lost her husband and the father of her own daughter, she had her beautiful smile on. She is a hard working mother, always there for me and I love her, I smile back at her and squeeze her hands.

"Everything will work out here darling" she kisses my forehead and walks out the room. I look out the window to the trees in the lawn and only hope that this start will be good.