Hey y'all!
So, this is an idea i got at lunch today, simply after thinking of the lines 'Your Voice Was The Soundtrack Of My Summer', which i think is absolutely flawless by the way.
It's pretty late now and I couldn't proff-read it again, SO SORRY! Hope i can check it tomorrow, but i just wanted to quickly upload it cause it seemed like a good idea to me, though it's kind of 'HM-The Movie' and 'The Last Song'- Like. But whatever. It's gonna be my version of it ;)
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Tell me if you want me to do it! Thanks a lot (:
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xoxoxoxo Anna
Miley kept smiling, even though he'd hang up five minutes ago. She still laid next to the speaker on her bed, smiling madly at the phone and keeping it next to her heart, hoping she could keep him close this way. She couldn't wait to see him again, feel his breath on her skin again and feeling the touch of his hands on hers. She couldn't wait to be there again. To have another summer like this.
The summer that changed her life.
Miley stumpled out of the stuffy train and sighed while overlooking the platform she just arrived on. Obviously her aunt had forgotten her. Or maybe she simply didn't wanted her. Maybe she hoped Miley would get lost on this huge train station and would die poor and alone on the streets of Texas. Gosh, Texas, even the name of that cow-state gave her Goosebumps. She sat down on her suitcase and ran her hands trough her hair while sighing frustrated. Of course her aunt wouldn't want her to die poor and alone in this god-damn state, at least she hoped so. According to her mother Julie was actually pretty excited to see 'Little-Miley' again, it had been 5 years since she saw her niece the last time. The problem: Miley didn't want to be here at all. She was almost and adult after all! But – of course – her parents thought it'd be the best for her. She should go 'back to her roots'. Yeah, that was the official version. The truth was: They wanted more time alone, more time to be able to fight with each other and yell and scream their lungs out without an annoying teenager in the room next door who could freak. They wanted to get their divorce without any stress of their only child. So Miley got pushed away to some one-horse-town in the middle of nowhere alias Texas. Sure, Texas is technically not the smallest of all states, but for Miley – grown up in LA since she was 6 – it WAS the end of the world.
'MILEY! BABY!', she looked up as she heard somebody yell her name and saw a thin blonde woman running the platform along, waving and jumping like crazy. Miley turned her head quickly and hoped nobody would've seen this awkward appearance of her aunt. GOSH, this was too embarrassing for words!
"MILERRSSS!", her aunt finally arrived the uncomfortable-looking teenager and pulled her into a tight hug. "Julie.. Aunt Julie… You're crushing me!", Miley squeezed but hugged her back. She had always liked her aunt, she was a pretty chill and laid-back person, quite the opposite to her sister – Miley's Mom: always in a rush, never had time to spend some quality time with her so-called family or just drinking a coffee in silence, she was always in a hurry and up to get something, finish something or start something new, actually it was pretty annoying sometimes. Alone the sound of her aunts soft voice gave Miley chills, let out she was jumping up and down on a crowded platform while screaming her niece's name.
Julie pulled away and looked at the brown-haired teenager smiling. "You look so good darling! I mean.. Wow! Look at you! You're a lady!"
Miley laughed. "Thanks Auntie! You look pretty good yourself, you know? You got no day older since I saw you the last time!"
"Awww… Crawler!", Julie chuckled and hit her niece playfully on the arm. "Come on, the truck is waiting outside!", she grabbed Mileys suitcase and started walking towards the exit. Miley just grabbed her bag that was still lying on the floor and ran after her.
The drive from Dallas to took them almost 3 hours and Miley got more frustrated with every mile. Dallas was civilization at least. This was…. Only dust and corn-fields and cows and BLEAH. The civilization died with every new mile a little bit more. It made her frustrated, she kept staring at her cell-phone, hoping she wouldn't lose the last chance of keeping in contact with the real-world with the mobile network. But – of course – it was gone an hour after they left Dallas downtown and drove along the dusty highway.
Another hour later Julie stopped the truck and smiled at Miley. "We're here Smiley. Welcome at singing hills."
Miley looked out of the dirty car-window and felt like screaming. This was worse than she imagined. A little farm-house and a huge barn, corn-fields behind the house and a lot of ugly animals like cats, chicken and an old dog laying or walking around, starring tired at her. She swallowed hard and threw the car door open.
"You like it?", her aunt asked still smiling and hopped out of the car.
"If I like it? I… ", hate it? Abhor it? Haunt it? Wanna burn it down? "It's.. kind of… nice."
"Oh hey Julie!", she heard another voice and searched for the male person the voice would belong to and saw a curly-haired boy standing on the side of the barn and smiling widely.
"Nick!", my aunt called and her smile grow even bigger. That woman has some serious problems. She's smiling all the time. For the wrong reasons.
They boy, I guess his name was Nick, nodded and ambled slowly towards us and the car. "So…that's her?", he asked and looked straight in my eyes before turning his head to my aunt again and lean against the old truck.
"Yeah, that's Miley, my niece."
I didn't say anything, I just crossed my arms and glanced at that Nick-Jerk. Who did he think he was for looking at me like that? King of the barn or something? I'm impressed.
"Hey.", he said and stared at me again. "I'm Nick."
"I Already figured.", I snapped and glared at him again. "Good for you."
He chuckled and crossed his arms as well. "This is gonna be an interesting summer.", he mumbled and laughed quietly as he heard my snotty 'PAH.'
"I see it, you guys are gonna get along with each other.", my aunt smiled and hauled up my staircase of the backseat again. "You wanna show her around Nick?"
"No thanks!", I answered before he could even think of opening his pretty cowboy-mouth. "I'm gonna cope."
And with that turned around and trudged – where actually? Nevermind, I just wanted to get away from this wasteland and this cocky guy.
This summer was gonna be the worst of all time.