That One Summer // Luke Hemmings

It should be another typical summer for young Ariel Meadows, but of course it's not. She never expected to gain anything from working in an ice cream parlor, with people tracking in sand from the beach, but life has a way of surprising you. The group of guys she saw come in everyday, suddenly mean much more to her then she realized. Especially a certain one. Their love wasn't easy. It certainly wasn't fair, but they did truly love each other and that's all the mattered....right? © 2014


2. = Chapter One =


That One Summer // Luke Hemmings


Aerie's POV


   I wasn’t thinking when I signed up for this job. Sure, working in an ice parlor on the boardwalk with a view of a crystal clear beach seemed amazing but there was one flaw. Being in an ice cream parlor.


Try staying inside, half frozen in the uniforms that provided no warmth, covered in sticky ice cream when you could be out. Getting a henna tattoo or tanning on the beach. I sighed, pulling at my apron before wiping the ice cream onto the material.


 “Ariel!” My boss shouted, her voice echoing through the abnormally large space.


“It’s Aerie.” I muttered to myself, squeezing my eyes shut in frustration before looking over at her with a smile glued to my dried lips. I nodded, trying to keep my expression natural. If I faked happiness any longer, my face would stay stuck this way.


 “Whatever, I need you to carry in the new tubs of ice cream! The truck is out back. Be careful not to drop them, I don’t need ice cream every where. Also it’s our most popular flavor, Mint Chocolate Chip so please...just don’t ruin anything.” She spoke, exasperation in her tone as I raised a recently plucked eyebrow.


She was acting like I had made some big mistake with the ice cream before, when in fact I haven’t. I nodded silently before handing the ice cream scoop over to Regina.


The air was humid, my hair frizzing up. I finally reached the truck, the back filled to the brim with tubs of ice cream. My eyes widened as I looked at the pile before me. There had to be clear over one hundred tubs.


I was supposed to carry this all in by myself?


I sighed, taking a deep breath before I started in. I pulled it up, the container cold as I pressed it against my chest, wrapping my arms around it's circumference. 


I leaned back, moving forward into the back of the building. I set the tub on the tiled floor, hurrying towards the next. I have to hurry or else all that will be left are big bowls of melted ice cream.


Eventually I had moved them out, the truck driver leaving me without another word. Well aren't you sweet? I rolled my eyes, pressing the green button beside the shelter, a door coming down from the ceiling to close off where the truck connected.


I turned back to my work, starting with one and piling them all into the freezer. When they said freezer, they definitely meant freezer. It was dead frozen and I'm pretty sure ice was forming around strands of my hair.


By the time I finished, goosebumps had risen on my tanned skin, only to stay. I walked out, closing and locking the door as my teeth chattered viciously together. I'm only one week into my job. Shouldn't I end up in the hospital towards the end?


Once I made sure everything was in order, I began towards the front once more. My movements were stuff, my breath coming out in small puffs of cold air. Eventually I reached the front, taking over my original position.


I held the scoop in my hand, eyeing the various ice cream flavors in front of me that had glass shielding them. We didn't always have that but after a  pesky little kid drooled all over his hand and stuck it in the cake batter, it was necessary.


"Hello, how may I help you?" I heard Brandy ask, her voice chirpy and happy. I don't understand how. Sure this job was nice but not when you had something even better right out of your grasp.


"Hi, I'll take a double scoop of Mint Chocolate Chip please." I heard a distinct Australian accent speak. This was Virginia, nobody from Australia ever comes here.


I forwarded my eyebrows, looking over towards the owner of the deep voice. Our eyes met as he smiled. I immediately directed my vision back down to the dirty ground. He was breath-taking. The rest of his friends ordered, Brandy pushing everything towards me as I began to scoop up their orders.


I handed the bowls, and cones, of ice cream them before finally finishing the last order. Double scoop, Mint Chocolate Chip. Only one person in the group had ordered that.


I carefully placed each round glob in the cone before holding it out towards him. He smiled, his hand reaching for the cone, but brushing my fingers first. I smiled, a tingling sensation spreading through my body.


"Thanks." He praised before catching up with his friends and walking out onto the boardwalk. Just like that he was gone and with my luck, I would never see him again.


"He" Brandy gasped, walking over to me as she untied her apron strings. Her shift had ended and it was obvious she'd spend time on the boardwalk in order to find out more about the mysterious Australian, blue-eyed boy we had just encountered. 


"Eh..." I replied, unwilling to admit my thoughts of him. Last time I did, which was only a few days ago, Brandy told the guy. If only she knew he had a girlfriend. A jealous one at that. In fact, she was so jealous she came in, ordered a triple scoop Moose Tracks just to end up smashing in against my face.


"Oh, come on!" She spoke exaggeratedly, fanning herself as if he were the sun. Although he could be.


 "He's alright, I guess. I've seen cuter." I laughed, disgusted at my lie. I've seen cuter? I find that highly impossible. That boy was cuter then sneezing kittens but hotter than Channing Tatum. Maybe. 


"You are such a liar." She laughed, rolling her eyes as she quickly found her keys and purse.


"Well..." She began, heading to the door that led to the boardwalk.


"Bye!" She finished happily, darting out, her shoes loud against the wood. I chuckled quietly, shaking my head as I got back to my job. Okay, yes there were a lot of cute boys that came in but I couldn't get that specific one out of my head.



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