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


8. = Chapter Seven =


   I'm not really sure how you explain the feeling that was pulsing in my veins. I still felt his lips on mine, and the warmth of his skin still lingered on mine. I almost dreaded going back to work tomorrow, only to remember that I wasn't scheduled for a couple more days. I firmly believed it was because Mary had something against paying me. The lower my paycheck, the higher her spirits. I kicked my shoes off, setting the large penguin and bag of cotton candy on the kitchen island. The house was dark, the numerous stars outside providing the only source of light. I pranced down the hall, turning into my bedroom. I was quick to strip from my current clothes, changing into some loose shorts and a tank-top.

   I was quick to slide into my blankets, and wrap myself in its fabric. It wasn't until I settled down, and my breathing steadied that I realized how long we had been at the festival. The sky was dark, the world was silent. I felt selfish, relishing the memories that just happened. Here I was, giddish over a guy I had developed feelings for, when I could be thinking of a way to help people, or do something more important. I was privileged, because some people never find a person they like in such a way.

   My thoughts soon settled down, and I was left with drooping eyes and cold skin. I knew my balcony doors were open, but I made no effort to close them. Needless to say, I slept well that night with a certain blonde-haired boy in mind.


   I awoke, the sun warming my already red cheeks. I heard the birds chirping outsides, and kids playing out on the sidewalk. It was one of those perfect summer mornings that made you wish that everyday could play out the same way. As soon as I awoke, I received a text.

   Goodmorning, hope you slept well :-)

   A smile crept onto my lips, as I quickly texted back.

   Goodmorning, and I actually did for once! You?

  It was an amazing way to start off your morning, not going to lie. Now, what does one do at ten in the morning when they feel like they're on top of the world? I'll tell you what I did, so listen closely. 

   My feet padded against the wood floor as I changed into a fancier tank-top and some flowy shorts. I quickly fishtailed my hair, and began to the kitchen to eat. I decided on something small, but healthy, so I prepared an acai bowl and poured myself a glass of water. Instead of sitting at my table, I walked towards the back patio and set my meal on the table outside. The air was warm, the atmosphere perfect.

   I ate in silence, scrolling through my phone before I received another message.

   I slept quite well, and sorry I took a shower haha

  I smiled, quickly replying before setting my phone down. If I didn't know any better, I'd say this summer was my own summer novel. Things seemed perfect, and for once I wasn't focusing on my past. No, instead I was enjoying the present. After finishing my bowl, I decided to walk back towards the kitchen and wash my dishes. Once I was finished, I felt a day so nice was not to be wasted in the house. I took a deep breath, grabbing my keys and heading out of the door. 

   Pictures of flowers and dinosaurs were drawn across the pavement with multi-colored chalk. Bubbles floated in the air from my neighbors bubble machine, and kids ran through the sprinkler. The small town was bustling with life, and I felt honored to be a part of it. I began walking towards the park near my house, pulling out some money. It seems like a bike-riding day. Once I had arrived, I rented a bike and set off. The smell of flowers was intoxicating, and I loved it. Little kids ran around, ice cream dripping on their hands. Once little girl in particularly was holding two scoops of Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream. I smiled, losing my focus before I quickly snapped my head forwards, pressing the bike breaks as fast as I could.

   In front of me stood Luke, a smile plastered on his lips and an eyebrow raised.

   "Must I teach you how to ride a bike?" He laughed, as I blushed in embarrassment.

   "Sorry, I saw that little girl with ice cream. She had the same order that you always ask for and I got distracted." I admitted sheepishly, wiping my hair away from my hair and back into my braid.

   "Thinking about me, eh? I like feeling wanted." He chuckled, as I laughed playfully rolling my eyes.

   "Shouldn't you be use to that feeling?" I laughed, as he shrugged his shoulders.

   "Let me rephrase, it's nice being wanted for the pure, and right, reasons." With that, I said no more. I sensed that I had uncovered a deeper topic than we were prepared to talk about.

   "Do you want to rent a bike too? I can walk back with you?" I asked, quickly diverting the awkward silence. He smiled, nodding his head as I hopped off of the bike, turning and walking the path with him.

   Today began amazing, and I felt as if it would stay amazing.



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