The Summer. Our Summer

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Chapter 3 (v.1)

Submitted: August 13, 2010

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Chapter Three

“Um, well see you tomorrow at work,” I told him, about to close my door.

“Don’t you mean today?” he said glancing at the clock.

12:01 A.M.

I nodded. “Yeah, that.”

He winked at me.

Did Logan Trainor wink at me? Talk about odd.

I closed my door and waved as his car disappeared into the night when another car showed up.

“Hey Avery, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t let him drive like that, you know? And well you got safely back home,” Rowan said.

I rolled my eyes. “Just shut up Rowan. You have a lot to make up to. What you did owes up to two weeks of not eating Subway and if you say another word, you’re going to sleep in your car.”

She nodded seriously, but I could see the hint of a smile there in her mouth. Damn her.

*

When I woke up next morning Rowan was snoring slightly beside me. I would be as loud as possible. She was going to pay up starting now.

I tripped around my room, making as much noise as I could manage to do. Getting my clothes loudly as well. Once inside the bathroom I connected my iHome system and put it loud enough it would wake Rowan up, but not Mom or Caleb. I got in the shower and heard as Rowan groaned.

I smiled and continued my shower.

When I got out fully dressed and clean Rowan was sitting in my bed, glaring at my window and later at me. “You’re a bitch, did you know that?”

I laughed. “I just woke you up, it’s not like I dumped you at a party I had insisted you go to and then had to take a ride with someone else.”

“Ha, funny Cassandra.”

I shrugged. “I’m quite the comedian Victoria.”

She glared at me. “Bitch.”

“Same way around babe,” I winked at her. “Now I’m off to work,” I informed her. “You can fall back asleep if you want.”

She muttered something I didn’t catch and I closed the door. Saturdays Carol took breakfast so I grabbed some water and was off.

“Hey,” I greeted with a smile.

“Hello, why are you so happy today?” Luke asked taking a bit down into his muffin.

“I got my revenge,” I shrugged.

Luke laughed. “At what?”

“Rowan,” I said.

He nodded, like it explained it all and it did. “What did she do this time?”

“Dumped me in a party she had insisted on me going to,” I explained.

Carol laughed. “So, tell us everything, how did you get home?”

“I gave her a ride,” Logan said behind me.

Carol shot me a questioning look and I shrugged it off, biting into my blueberry muffin.

“So you gave her a ride?” Carol asked, if she wasn’t getting any information from me she was at least trying him.

“Yeah, she was dead quiet glaring out the window,” he explained.

Carol shot me another look.

“Sounds like our Avery here,” Luke nodded. “Want a muffin?”

Logan shook his head. “No thanks,” he replied. Sure probably he didn’t want any of that fat in that toned body of his.

“Hey I had my reasons, my best friend had just dumped me in a party I talked to no one and expected me to either get a ride or walk home and then this guy appears and offers me a ride, which I take because if I didn’t my mom would have killed me and he expects me not to glare out the window, but instead make conversation? Well he is nuts,” I said pointedly looking at Logan.

“That’s the longest I’ve ever heard you talk,” he said, amused.

I rolled my eyes.

“Get used to it Logan, because the lady here can be very talkative once she knows you,” Luke told him.

I rolled my eyes again. “Okay I’m going to work.”

Luke laughed. “Don’t get mad Ave-star, we’re just playing around.”

The door opened then.

I grinned at him. “I’m not mad. I’ve got work to do.”

He shook his head and Logan snickered.

*

“Hey what are you watching?” I asked Caleb peeking into the living room.

“The TV,” he said.

“Ha, funny Caleb. I meant what are you watching on the TV.”

He laughed. “Modern Marvels,” he replied.

I nodded.

My brother had a thing for History Channel, he loved to watch it specially a show about engineering of some sorts, but would sit through hours watching just about everything they aired. Going from The Universe to The Nostradamus Effect. I could watch it, but it didn’t entrain me the way it did for him.

“So how was work today?” he asked looking at me and muting the TV. I guess today’s show was either not that interesting or he had already seen it.

“It was great. Carol brought us breakfast and I sold five books, so it was okay. Yours?”

“Slow,” he said. “We talked and heard music for most part of the day,” he sighed. “I’m hungry.”

“The kitchen’s that way,” I winked.

He rolled his eyes. “You’ll think you would offer to prepare something Avery.”

I snorted. “Not for you Caleb.”

He stuck out his tongue at me like a five year old.

“Grow up,” I told him and ruffled his hair.

He snorted. “Shut up Avery.”

I laughed.

*

Hello sweetie. How’s work going? I hope you’re all fine, tell hi to Olivia for me. Everything up here it’s great. I’ve been so busy with job though and just got time to write. Write me back, I want to hear everything about your summer.

Love, Dad.

It read. He must be really bust because usually his e-mails were screen length and detailed to the point of a novel.

Hello Dad. Work is going great so far. I have a new coworker, he’s in my school we haven’t really talked and well Carol is awesome as so is Luke. I will tell hi to Mom from your part. It is okay, I get it you’re busy, after all divorces are a common thing in the twenty first century and you’re the best from the best. My summer so far has been dull, aside from a party in which Rowan dumped me it’s all been the usual summer stuff.

Love, Avery.

My dad and I had the best of relationships, so when we moved out I was kind of crushed and I cried so much during the divorce stage. It was hell for me, at the age of fourteen you need both your parents the most, but things got better when we got here and I met Rowan. Now I was okay with everything and talked to Dad once a month and e-mailed him about every week. And when we did spent the summer in New York I made the best out of it, stealing him away from his cases and office. The universe could live without for George Watson for a while.

I closed my e-mail account and turned off the computer. Now it was time for some fictional world to occupy my mind for the rest of the afternoon.

The phone rang and I let Mom or Caleb get it, there was no way it was for me.

“Avery,” Mom called. “Rowan at the phone.”

I sighed and ran downstairs to get it.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Come to the pool now,” she ordered.

I rolled my eyes. “No Rowan. I’m not up for it, okay?”

“C’mon Logan Trainor has been asking about you. You have to come,” she said.

I rolled my eyes. “Let him ask everything he wants Rowan. I don’t want and won’t go. Have fun,” I told her and hung up. I was not having an argument about this with her.

“What did Rowan want?” Mom asked, drying her hands in an apron.

I sighed. “She wanted me to go over by the public pool. I told her I wasn’t up for it,” I shrugged.

She nodded. “Oh, why not sweetie? It’s not like you have something else to do and Rowan probably wants to have her best friend there. It won’t be bad for you to have some summer fun.”

I ran a hand through my hair. She was right.


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