The Summer. Our Summer

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Chapter 4 (v.1)

Submitted: August 21, 2010

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Submitted: August 21, 2010

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Chapter Four

“I thought you weren’t coming,” Rowan said as I showed up at the local scene. A lot of people where here, most of them from our school. Why did I let my mom talk me into it? Oh right, I’m a sucker with guilt trips and she knew it.

“Mom changed my mind,” I shrugged.

“I love Olivia, I swear,” she grinned.

I rolled my eyes.

“Hey babe, come join us,” Tyler called from the water.

Rowan looked over her shoulder and winked. “You want to go in?” she asked.

I shook my head. “No, you don’t know how many people have been in there and if they were clean.”

She laughed. “Okay, your loss and Logan is that way,” she said signaling with her head.

I shrugged. “I didn’t come to talk with him Rowan. I don’t know why I came, actually. Just go and have fun and I’ll see if I can tan,” I told her.

I never tanned; I just burned and looked like a lobster. It was horrible.

I placed my towel in one of those lounge chairs and relaxed, closing my eyes feeling the sun soak up my skin. I had carefully applied sunblock and tanning lotion before going out. I smiled to myself and opened my eyes again, squinting at the sunlight reaching for my tote bag and getting my sunglasses, another gift from Dad. Ray Ban aviators, I loved them as much as my books.

“Hi,” Logan greeted.

“Um, hi?” I told him, looking out at the pool. Rowan and Tyler were splashing each other and Rowan suffered from giggling fits.

“Why don’t you go into the water?” he asked. “Everybody is going to.”

I turned to look at him. He was wearing swimming trunks and a sleeveless shirt revealing his muscled arms and I wasn’t the only girl noticing because every other girl around the pool stared at him and glared at me. If only I could tell them it was nothing like that.

“Maybe because I’m not like everybody and I enjoy just soaking up the sun. Adding to the fact that I can get very self-conscious when sick perverts stare at my legs?” I snapped.

He chuckled. “Oh, I see. Well I can assure you it doesn’t get easier when you’re a guy and girls drool over your arms,” he said with a wink.

I rolled my eyes. “You’ll think guys love the attention. You seem like one of them Logan.”

“Well I’m not I can assure you. It can get annoying. You’re just a person your muscles don’t make you less or more than one,” he explained, sitting in a chair beside mine. So he was going to talk.

Luckily for me I’d brought a book. I never left my house without one. I got it out and opened where I’d left of. Near the end around one hundred pages left to go.

“Why do you like to read so much?” he asked.

I looked at him over my sunglasses. He wasn’t asking this. Please tell me he wasn’t, but he was.

“I love to read because it’s a way of escaping reality, there the world can be whatever you or the author wants it to be. Because whatever I get from a book might be different from what somebody else does. What I imagine in a way somebody else can imagine it completely different. Because simply making of the universe whatever you like even for a little while is priceless,” I explained.

“It’s like when you’re out there in a soccer field,” he grinned.

I shrugged. “I wouldn’t really know. I just know what it feels like to me and I don’t know how that feels like for you, but it might be a reasonable comparison.”

He smiled at me and I smiled tentatively back.

Rowan came back dripping wet and beamed at me. “You so have to tell me what was going on.”

I sighed and watched as she wrapped herself in a towel and put on her sunglasses, before sitting in the place Logan had just been occupying.

“We were talking, just that Ro,” I told her dismissively.

“Well what were you “talking” about,” she said and her voice implied the quotations in talking. “Because his body language was telling me he was onto you and you smiled at him. That’s like a major accomplishment.”

“Books,” I shrugged.

“Books?” she demanded. “Freaking books Avery?”

I nodded.

“You get the chance of talking with Logan Trainor and you talk about books!” she said all flabbergasted.

“He asked, I answered. And he is just another person Ro, no need to make such a big deal out of it,” I told her.

She snorted and muttered incoherently to herself. I tuned her out, concentrating in my book.

She was making such a big deal about this. I’d just talked to Logan, big freaking deal. But that was Rowan for you, drama queen.

*

“How was your weekend sweetie?” Carol asked Monday morning.

I shrugged. “It was decent, I guess.”

Luke chuckled. “Mine was awesome. I had a date with this really smart cute girl who is a student at The University of Texas and is here for the summer, she grew up here, can you believe that?” he said all psyched out.

“Poor girl,” Carol mumbled under her breath.

I grinned. “That’s really awesome Lukester. Let’s see for how long this one stays around.”

He fake glared at me. “Oh, shut up Ave-star. What did you do for your weekend?”

“A party, pool, reading and that’s it,” I told him.

“Talking about that party, I want the details,” Carol said looking pointedly at me.

“What details, there’s barely details Carol. I went to a party, I got bored out of my life while Rowan danced, talked or did something not related to me, then she had to take her drunk date home and left me her best friend alone. Then Logan gave me a ride. I glared out the window with my arms crossed over my chest and that’s it. He told me he’ll see me at work and drove away. End of the details,” I said.

Carol bit down her lip. “What were you wearing?”

I rolled my eyes. “A one shoulder black and purple dress.”

“Ugh, I hate fashion talk,” Luke said grimacing and going off to his station.

Carol laughed. “Sounds pretty. You do have awesome legs Avery, so I’ll bet you looked stunning,” she said with a wink.

“How?” Logan’s voice suddenly chimed in.

“Oh with a pretty one shoulder dress,” Carol told him with a big goofy grin.

I sighed.

“She did look pretty,” Logan agreed.

“Okay, thanks. Enough about me. What’s on the list for today?” I asked, instantly getting in action when the subject was placed on me. It was a talent I’ve come to master with the years.

Logan shook his head fighting a smile.

“Well the mystery section needs to be arranged. You two can work in that,” she told us, a satisfied smile creeping into her rosy lips.

I nodded. “Okay.”

“So are the Sherlock Holmes books as interesting as they say?” Logan asked conversationally as we arranged up the bookcases.

I looked at him. “You’ve never read Sherlock Holmes?”

He shook his head. “I’ve seen the movie, though.”

“You’re kidding me, right? ‘I’ve seen the movie, though’. There’s a number of rare exceptions Logan in which the movie excels the book, there are cases, but it’s rare. So if you fully want to understand the character you have to go back to its origins and find out that the character was way more complex than what you saw on screen. Even if Robert Downey Jr. did an excellent job.”

He looked at me, smiling. “Well I’ll have to start educating myself now.”

I smiled at that. “Yeah, you do, because believe me you won’t last long when a real bookworm comes in here.”

“That’s why we have you,” he winked. “I’ll just handle the girls who come here because of me anyway.”

I laughed.

“Hey there,” Rowan said grinning at me.

“Hey Ro,” I greeted.

“Hello,” Logan told her quietly.

“You guys having fun?” she asked.

I blushed and continued to organize the books.

“Sure, Avery here was just giving me a lesson in how books excel the movies,” Logan smiled at me.

I nodded. “Yeah.”

Rowan chuckled. “Yeah I’ve heard the speech before. Did you ask about Nicholas Sparks?”

“No, Sherlock Holmes,” he replied.

God, this was so embarrassing.

Rowan laughed and I looked pointedly at her.

“Um, hey I’m looking for some help,” someone called a couple of aisles down.

“I’ll get that,” I told them and ran off to get the customer in our Young Adult section. “How can I help you?” I asked in my expert voice.

“Um, well I was looking for a book for my niece, she loves to read. She reads up the books in like two days and well it’s going to be her birthday this Friday and I wanted your advice,” the woman asked in a nice voice, holding up two books: Gorgeous by Rachel Vail and The Summer I Turned Pretty by Jenny Han.

“Okay, the ones you’re holding up are really good options, but the first one is part of a series the first book being Lucky so if you’re niece hasn’t read the first, it wouldn’t make much sense to gift het this one and the other one is the perfect summer read I guarantee you and I believe a sequel it’s soon coming up,” I told her.

She nodded, totally into my talk now. I really got lost while talking books. She placed Gorgeous back in the bookshelf and took the other one.

“Thanks,” she grinned at me.

“My pleasure,” I told her.

“Get your ass back in here babe,” Rowan called.

“Bite me Ro,” I called back.

Logan’s laugh echoed down the aisles.

*

“So you’re telling me Along for the Ride is one of your favorite books? And you might wonder why,” Carol said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes. Auden and I looked nothing alike, we were like polar opposites. “Oh shut up Carol. I’m just telling you and you make a nasty comment, not nice.”

“Not nice,” Luke agreed from the coffee place, adjacent from the register where I now leaned telling Carol about my latest experience.

“Okay Carol, I’ll take this,” Logan said, placing a stack of books in the counter. Mysteries and one about sports. “Avery here has got me started into reading.”

Carol’s eyes narrowed and her eye brows shot up. “Really? When did this exactly happened?”

“Yesterday,” he said, no further explanation.

Carol nodded, pressing her lips together to fight a smile as she checked out Logan’s books.

Our door opened then and the same Becca girl came through. “Logan, baby, aren’t you taking me out for lunch?”

Luke, Carol and I grimaced while Logan’s face twitched.

“How many times do I have to say this Becca? You’re not my girlfriend and so I’m asking would you please leave me alone?” he almost pleaded, his palms up.

The Becca girl stared at him and blew up in sobs, sniffles and tears.

Logan groaned and I stared at her through narrowed eyes.

“I give you six months of my life and you pay me like this?” she shrieked, running toward Logan and punching his chest. “I hate you Logan Trainor! And you’re so going to regret this asshole.”

Logan just let her punch him and when she was done he let her stalk away from him without much of a word.

“You’re going to regret this,” she repeated and slammed our door.

I flinched as did Logan.

“Well she had a nice right,” Luke commented.

I laughed and soon Carol joined as did Logan.

Later that day I was just minding my business about close time when Logan comes to me and leans on a bookshelf, rubbing his temples.

“I really hate this whole drama,” he told me.

“You must be used to it by now,” I said.

He let out a half-hearted laugh. “”Pretty much, yeah, but I want you to know shrieking violent girls aren’t part of my daily life.”

“I don’t really care Logan,” I told him, placing a lose strand of my hair behind my ear.

He nodded. “You really don’t care much about me or anyone else, do you?”

I looked at him. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“That you’re fine all by yourself Avery, you don’t need someone there to hold you up,” he said, staring at me.

“We all need someone Logan and I do care about people and things. I just don’t particularly care about you and every single move, word or muscle flex you do, and most definitely I don’t care about your girlfriend drama. It’s different.”

He looked at me. “That’s what’s so interesting about you. Other girl would be all over me and for you it’s like I don’t even exist or that I do, but you don’t give a damn if I was here or not.”

I shrugged. “Get used to it.”

He smiled. “I’ll try. “

*

“How about this one?” Rowan asked trying on some glasses.

“I don’t know, I liked the other ones better,” I told her, trying on some sunglasses myself.

She sighed. “Okay, I’m taking the other ones and then we’re shopping for shoes.”

I nodded. I was already familiar with Rowan’s shopping trips, minimum of two hours long, maximum nine.

“So how are things with Tyler?” I asked.

She giggled. “Awesome actually. We spend a lot of time making out,” she winked, handing her money to the cashier.

I rolled my eyes.

“Which is why you should get a boyfriend. How about Logan Trainor?” she winked.

I snorted. “Please Ro, get realistic. I don’t like him, he doesn’t like me and what you describe it’s impossible. I don’t even want a boyfriend.”

“That’s bullshit, all of it Avery. You like him more than you’re willing to admit and he likes you way more than you want to believe. And believe me it’s not impossible and you want one more than you are willing to admit babe.”

“Now that’s bullshit,” I told her.

She sighed. “You’re impossible babe.”

*

“Avery honey, would you please do me a massage?” my mom asked, her feet in our coffee table. “My heels killed me.”

“Then don’t wear them mom. You know flats and sandals can look very stylish too.”

“Please honey, please?” she pleaded.

I sighed. “Okay.”

“Thanks baby, you’re the best,” she said.

I nodded and kneeled down to massage her feet.

“So tell me everything about work. Specially about that hot coworker of yours.”

I groaned. “Mom, really? Work is fine, same thing years before and my coworker is just a person, who happens to be a guy. He does bring drama to the bookstore, but he’s just a coworker.”

“Drama?” she asked, her eyes lighting up. I swear my mom could be such a teen sometimes.

“Yeah, drama. Shrieking girls, punches, that kind of stuff,” I shrugged.

She laughed. “Oh, how was it to be young and with a summer ahead of you,” she said longingly, closing her eyes.

I rolled my eyes. Yeah well, summer wasn’t that great. Sure, there was no school and sure you could do pretty much whatever you wanted to, but it was just a season.

A/N: Hey there :)I just want you to know that I will update eveyone who comments on the latest chapter of the story, so if you want to be updated please comment in this chapter and when the next one comes out comment on that one if you want to get updated for chapter 6 and so on. It's easier that way for me. So thanks for reading :)


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