September: A Fresh Start
Summer Bishop looked at herself uneasily in the rear-view mirror of her cobalt blue BMW convertible. Her freshly cut bangs still looked foreign, but did an exceptional job of shielding her eyes when she tilted her head down enough. She'd tried desperately to get her auburn hair straightened, but much to her chagrin, the wild waves had gotten the best of her. Ugh. Summer rested her head lightly against the steering wheel, willing herself the strength to face him again. To focus on anything except the nervousness swelling up inside her chest and stomach. She wiped her sweaty palms off onto her dark skinny jeans and returned her gaze to the mirror. This time more intensely, as if she was trying to peer into her own soul. I can do this, I can do this. Those were the only words she would allow to pass through her mind, as she stared into her turquoise eyes. That's it. She shoved everything else far, far down, buried so deep that, hopefully, it wouldn't resurface until she was back at home. Her survival of the day depended upon it. Despite the long session of retail therapy she partook in with her stepmother the day before, she did not feel relaxed. In fact, she hadn't felt herself this emotionally strained since her mother had passed a few years back. The first day of her senior year at Sky Crest Academy, loomed ahead bringing with it a swirl of chaotic emotions. But, she shook it off.
"Let's go girlie," she said taking one last reassuring glance into the mirror, and a deep breath.
Summer stepped out of her car and immediately felt eyes on her. As she closed the door, she turned around and nearly lost her footing, when she discovered the eyes belonged to Cameron Nichols, the only boy she'd ever loved. She curled her hands into fists to refrain from touching him. Cameron just stood there, his painfully gorgeous blue eyes boring into hers. He opened his mouth to say something, but Summer walked away before he could get a word out. There had been no official break-up, no real goodbye. Cameron's stare still made her go weak in the knees, which had made seeing him again, much, much worse than she had anticipated. She exhaled loudly, in an attempt to steady herself.
To her misfortune, however, she found herself regretting the fact that she hadn't stood tall and strong and listened to what Cam had to say. But what could he have said? He was never one to express emotions.
As Summer entered the back entrance of the library, she once again, tried to reassure herself that she could get through this. No, she would get through this. Her flip-flops made a soft thwack on the tile floors as she maneuvered through the library. Around tables and slipped effortlessly through the stacks. When she reached the front doors, she stood there for what seemed like hours, just staring at the double doors and trying to control her breathing. In and out. In then out. She still couldn't quite fathom seeing her ex-best friends. Surprisingly, Summer wanted, desperately to see Cameron there waiting for her like he used to, but to her dismay, the hallway was empty. She continued toward the English hall, her head lowered in order to avoid the eyes of the other students.
This is pretty short i know. I hope to get a new chapter up as soon as possible. Please, please R&R.