Ok, so I was going to post two days ago but fanfiction wasn't cooperating with me so I'm doing it now since i was really busy... so some of the words on this may be not be totally true... SO ENJOY!
P.S I'm probably gonna update later today!
Hai Peoples!
So… I GOT MY FIRST FRICKIN FOLOWER LAST NIGHT (ON THIS STORY OF COURSE)
So, special thanks to you, you made my day!
But anyways, I was gonna update last night and I had the next chapter all all ready and typed up and I was about to save my word document when my computer all of a sudden died on me and it didn't save L
Yea… so I got really fed up and decided to update today instead and hopefully my computer won't die on me today, at least before I save.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of this, Rick and Jennifer do…
ENJOY!
(and don't forget to review..)
Piper's P.O.V
When I got downstairs, my dad and brother didn't suspect a thing… They didn't even notice what I was wearing. Our conversation at breakfast was the same one we'd had every summer morning since Leo was eight and I was five.
Dad to Leo: "You remember to take care of your sister today."
Leo, between bites of egg, "Roger that"
Dad to me: "And you watch out around the boys next door."
Me: (eye roll)
Leo: "Hey dad, I had this rocking dream about Anne Hathaway!"
After breakfast, Leo and I trotted across our yard and into the Grace's yard to the complex of showrooms, warehouses, and docks and Grace's Marina. The morning air was already thick with the heat and humidity and the smell of cut grass that would last the entire Alabama summer. I didn't mind. I liked the heat. And I quivered in my flip flops at the prospect of another whole summer with Mark. I'd been going through withdrawal.
In the past years, any one of the three Grace boys, including Mark, might have shown up at my house at any time to throw the football or play video games with my brother. Thy might let me play too if they felt sorry for me, or if their mom guilted them into it. And my brother might go to their house at any time. But I couldn't go to their house. If I'd walked in, they would have stopped what they were doing, looked up, and wondered what I was doing there. They were my brother's friends, not mine.
Well, Jason was my friend. He was probably more my friend than my brother's. Even though we were the same age, I didn't have any classes with him at school, so you'd think he'd walk a hundred yards over to my house for a visit every once in a while. But he didn't. And if I'd gone to visit him, it would have been obvious I was looking for Mark out of the corner of my eye the whole time.
For the past nine months, with Leo off at college, my last tie to Mark has been severed. He was two years older than me, so I didn't have any classes with him, either. I wasn't even in the same wing of the high school as him. I saw him once at a football game and once in front of the movie theater when I'd ridden around with Calypso for a few minutes after a tennis match. But I never approached him. He was always flirting with Drew or Rachel or whatever glamorous girl he was with at the moment. I was too young for him, and he never even thought of hooking up with me. On the very rare occasion when he took the garbage to the road at the same time I walked to the mailbox, he gave me the usual beaming smile and a big hug and acted like I was his best friend ever… for thirty seconds.
It had been a long winter. Finally we were back to summer. The Graces always needed extra help at the marina during the busy season from Memorial day to Labor day. Just like last year, I had a job there- and an excuse to make Mark my captive audience. I sped up my trek across the pine needles between the trees and found myself in a footrace against Leo. It was totally unfair because I was carrying a backpack and he was wearing running shoes. But I beat him to the warehouse by half a length anyway.
The Grace boys had gotten there before us and claimed the food jobs, so I wouldn't have a chance to work side by side with Mark. Will, the oldest of the grace boys, was helping the full-time workers take the boats out of the storage. He wanted my brother to work with him so they could catch up on their lives at two different colleges. Mark and Jason were already gone, delivering the boats to the customers up and down the lake for Memorial Day weekend. Mark wasn't around to see my outfit. I was so desperate to get going to this "new me" thing, I would have settled for a double take from Jason or Will.
Eeh, too lazy to finish the rest of this chapter… so, TO BE CONTINUED!
BTW: I update at least once every other day, but since I'm on break right now I can update more… so don't get mad at me if I don't update every single day…
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And thanks again to my first follower!
WAIT…. YAY! I GOT ANOTHER FOLLOWER!
THANKS FOR MY FIRST TWO FOLLOWERS!
You guys made my day super awesome… THANKS A MILLION!
Catch a later… probably in an hour or so when I update again…
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