Not Another Love Story

Summer Time Sadness

Summer is supposed to be fun. No school, no responsibilities.

I've just never felt like that during Summer. It's always seemed too good to be true. And it is. You're hit with last minute summer assignments and trying to mentally prepare for going back to prison—I mean school.

And just like every year, I'm in my room reading books, watching tv, actually doing my assignments so I won't stress too much.

This year the book I chose is Perks of Being a Wallflower. Most of the time I just pick some random book at the library with ok reviews online. But for some reason this book stood out to me.

I haven't actually gotten around to reading it yet but I will, I swear. Anyways, I'm not a fan of Summer and I probably never will be.

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I was mindlessly watching "The Office" for the 100th time when my phone starts ringing. My friend group is relatively small and only one person ever makes the effort to stay in contact outside of school.

I picked up the phone and read the contact. "Rebecca." Knew it. I picked up with a groggy "Hello?"

"What are you up to?" Rebecca asked, knowing good and well what I was doing.

"Nothing, as always."

"Well since we only have like a week left of summer break, why don't we go and be teenagers?"

"What? What does that even mean?"

"Ya know, like go to the beach or a lake or a river or whatever. You just need to get out of the house." Rebecca said, ending it with a slight sigh.

She's always cared about me. Probably the only person who does. But sometimes, I kind of wish she wouldn't. I just want to stay home and watch Netflix and read my book.

"Ugh do I have to?" I asked, really hoping the answer was no.

"Uhh kinda yea," Rebecca paused. "I kinda already told my mom we were gonna be gone to the beach or something."

I rubbed my hand over my face trying not to get upset with her. Maybe this is good. Maybe this'll help my view on Summer.

"Fine."

"Wait, really?"

"Yea whatever. When are we leaving?"

I could hear Rebecca sigh and giggle in relief. "You good to go tomorrow?" She asked

"Sure."

"Ok talk to you later!"

"Bye."

Rebecca hung up the phone and I sat there trying to make myself look froward to this. At least you get to hang out with her.

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I had packed all my stuff up last night, so when Rebecca called me at like 5 am to say she was on her way, I wasn't too unprepared.