A/N- Wassup? It be TOBN here with a new chapter of Our Last Summer!

So this is the last chapter I am doing before updating with Text Me At Midnight. So expect to be seeing the two updating at around the same time. Okay? Okay. Jokes! I just thought you should know ;)

I am pretty happy with the feedback, so thanks a bunchables! I am going to continue this story, most definitely now. Because I was unsure of the idea of this story, and the new style of writing I am doing, writing a flashback of some sort. I didn't really know where I wanted to go with it, but I think I have a solid plan on this story. So are you ready for this beautiful adventure?

Shoutouts to...

123456789vampire- Yeah! Exactly like an overview! Like on a TV show, and the person is narrating and the song is playing in the background and all. Or at least, something like that, right? Jokes! But I am glad you are excited to find out more about Sandy; I really like her character right now. Thanks for your review!

MBAV fan66- Yes, my fanfic buddy. You HAVE to. But hey! HERE IT IS! Jokes! And thank you, my dearest fanfic buddy. I certainly try *takes a bow* I want to know what happens in Paris too! I guess I am just going to have to see where the story takes me. You know what I mean? Jokes! But thanks for the review, fanfic buddy!

And with that, I hope you like this chapter, and make sure to drop a review!

ENJOY!

[This story is in Ethan's POV. Just a reminder]

Italics: Ethan's narration


Our Last Summer: Chapter 2: Suddenly, Last Summer


Every summer has a story...but this...this summer was more like a novel.

X~*~X

One month earlier...(July)

In which waiting was harder than ever.

I listen to Queen on my IPod speakers, grinning as I rock my head to 'Another One Bites The Dust'. Such a catchy song, if I do say so myself. And it is a perfect way to rock out as I pack my stuff for Paris.

Benny's grandma had been nice enough to let me tag along on the trip to Paris, that is actually supposed to be a wizards convention, but she agreed that we could have as much fun as she could while she was talking to a bunch of other earth priestesses. And trust me, I need this.

Benny had said that Paris was the city of love and romance, and it was even better in summer, which apparently, was the season of love. Which honestly, I don't believe whatsoever.

Leave it to my goofy, girl crazy, dorky best friend to be thinking of those kind of things. He is one of those people who believe in worthless "summer flings", when a random girl meets a random guy on the beaches of some random place, then randomly make love. For me, it is an excuse for your virginity to be taken.

Trust me when I say that I am as romantic as I can be. Despite the fact that I am a stuttering idiot when I try to talk to girls, I always try and find a way to be romantic. And trust me, I have a lot of ideas. It is just the 'doing' part that I am not so good at.

But by all honesty, I just never believed that a girl and a boy can have a relationship that lasts a summer. I mean, what happens after, when the girl has to leave, so the guy breaks her heart to save the pain of her leaving. Then some huge blowout of a misunderstanding occurs, and during the school year, BOOM! You cannot focus at all because you are thinking of your "summer lover", and then that is where the grades drop and all. Then you become some heartless person who can never love again.

Or at least, that is how I see it.

...

And how the movies see it.

Nevertheless, as I see it, summer romances just lead to a bunch of heartbreak and they don't last. I realize how cold-hearted that must sound, but I hope you know that it is all in my belief. And you can't judge that, okay? Okay.

So as I continued to pack my clothes, I made sure to pack extra shorts and T-Shirts, especially those cool button down shirts. Can't forget the phone charger...and the phone! I stuffed that in the pockets of the suitcase and carried on. I also packed a bunch of plastic and pilot sunglasses, and extra conditioner, because, let's be real, hair like this doesn't come in an instant, my friends.

"Ethan! Your ride is here!" My mom yelled from the bottom of the staircase, and lucky for me, I just finished closing my suitcase and throwing on a beige fedora. I grinned as I whipped sunglasses on my face and bore a smile.

I was ready.

"Coming!" I yelled back, carrying my only suitcase down the stairs with a small struggle and a grunt. I saw Benny and his grandma at the doorway, a breeze flowing into the house as Benny tried his best not to laugh at my struggle.

"Thanks, B. You are great friend." I say sarcastically, making Benny smile and wink at me like the charmer he is. "Hey! I can kick you off the plane anytime, Mr. Truth-Be-Told." He responded snarkily, making me sigh as I handed the bag over to Benny, who rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I'll get your bag, Master Ethan. By any chance is lunch coming my way?" He said in a fake British voice, making me bark out in laughter. My mom hugged me close as she kissed my forehead softly, tears pricking her eyes.

"Oh, honey, I am going to miss you this month," She sniffled. "Make sure to always stick with the group. Don't get lost. And make sure you call me everyday. And don't forget your extra boxers-" Benny had just returned to hear the comment, making him snicker with a sly grin. Evelyn elbowed him, but I blushed modestly.

"Okay mom. I love you." I said happily, making Samantha smile. She wiped her eye a bit as she waved goodbye. I smiled as I waved back, grinning as I hopped into the car. Benny sat in passenger seat beside his grandma, and blared 'Stairway To Heaven' on the radio. Evelyn smiled as she looked in the rear view mirror and looked at me.

"So Ethan, are you excited for your trip to Paris? I am sure you two are going to have a lovely time this month." I nodded politely as I smiled. "I know I will!" I chirped. "Thank you again, Mrs. Weir, for letting me tag along." Benny grinned.

"It was my idea, E! I couldn't go to the city of love and grab me a summer chick without my right hand man!" He said happily, looking back at me as I look at him with a sly smile written on my face.

"How about Sarah, dude? I thought she was your new lover. Cheating already?" I said with a grin. Benny blushed. "I was hoping you'd forget of that" He said bashfully. Evelyn smirked out as she neared the airport and gave her keys to the valet guy who was going to park our car for us. Looks like grandma got special treatment in this place...

Going back to the topic with my friend, I shrugged. "What? I think you guys are cute together." Benny's smiled dampened. "I don't know dude, as much as I think she is a babe-tastic tower of hotness, don't you feel awkward that I am dating your first crush?" I thought about that little fact.

Me and Sarah had quite a history. After that disastrous date with her when the Lucifractor almost blew up, I realized how Benny was staring at Sarah in worrisome. I realized that those feelings for Sarah was kind of a lust...and know that I think of it, Benny and Sarah seemed like a great duo. So I broke it up to Sarah, who blushed when I said what I needed to. So Sarah confessed to Benny, and they started dating ever since. I didn't mind; they were really nice together.

"I like the fact that you two are together. It is..refreshing, that you aren't flirting with other girls." I said with a smirk. Benny rolled his eyes as he started to get the suitcases out of the trunk of the car. He smiled.

"I suppose you are right. Sarah is pretty awesome, anyway. Thanks for the blessing, E." He said with a grin. I pat his back. "No problem my friend." I said with a grin. Benny flashed a smile as he started to go with his grandma to the security, and I followed them.

After going through hours of security, we finally got to the waiting area for our plane. It was in an hour, so we had time. After wandering around, we finally found the right place to wait for our plane. Eventually, I caught eye of a Tim Hortons and I looked at Benny and his grandma.

"Hey, you guys want anything? On me!" I suggested. Evelyn smiled as she nodded.

"Oh dear, that would be wonderful! But I think I'll just take a coffee!" She noted. Benny flashed me a grin. "Oh! I want a Creamy Chocolate Chill!" He said with a wide grin. I rolled my eyes and nodded, the two waiting for the plane on small seats.

I walked into Tim Hortons and took my orders. I ordered an Ice Capp for myself, and then I got all three drinks and requested for a tray. I smiled as I was making my way out, and then it happened.

Something hot soaked my shirt, and I yelped, feeling the pressure as I nearly spilled all the drinks. Luckily, I was able to save the drinks by hanging on the table and placing my drinks there before I stumbled over. I looked up to see who bumped into me, and my eyes widened.

It was a girl, with pale skin and beautiful brown, spiky hair. She wore a pretty pink dress, and then she had a matching pink headband on her head. She held an open coffee cup, and her red lips were open into an 'O' She gasped.

"Oh my gosh, I am so so so sorry!" She said, her voice a girly and high. I nodded as I got up on my own and wiped some of the non dried coffee stains on my shirt. This was going to be hell washing...

"It is fine. I should've watched where I was going." The girl shook her head. "Oh no! It is totally fine. It is my fault."

"No, the fault is mine"

"What are you, Abraham Lincoln?"

"Actually, Shakespeare."

"Oh! That is embarrassing!" She giggled, and her laugh was like music to my ears. I looked at the coffee puddle on the ground and smiled as I looked into the girl's brown eyes. I smiled.

"Let me buy you coffee. I insist." I said with a smile. The girl grinned.

"Thanks." She said softly, her voice more kinder and nicer every word she said. I smiled as I fell back in line and ordered a medium coffee. I smiled as I gave it to her and her eyes widened.

"Oh, I only ordered a small. You didn't have to get me a medium" She said bashfully. I flashed a rather flirty smile. "Well, I thought it would be a nice deed." I said with a grin. The girl smiled. "It will. I have a long flight; I am going to Paris to see some family I didn't know about 'till now." She ranted on. I beamed at her enthusiasm.

"I am too! I am with my friend and his grandma. Are you boarding Sunny Airlines, by any chance?" The girl's eyes widened.

"No way! I am too!" She squealed. I smiled at her excitement; she was a very bubbly girl. I flashed her a smile.

"Well, maybe we will run across each other again." I said, but was automatically interrupted as she hugged me. It caught me by surprise, but I hugged her back. We pulled back afterwards and I smiled.

"Um...thanks?" The girl smiled obliviously. "No problem! I hope this is isn't the last time! I would love to see you in Paris!" She chirped, extending her hand.

"I am Sandy! Sandy Waters."

I would never forget that name.

Ever.

X~*~X

And boy did I remember her name.

I certainly did.


A/N- I liked the way this turned out. I hope you did too!

Anyway, reviews are awesome, and I thank you for reading!

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