Sorry I know that chapter was really short but I needed somewhere to start. Had to get the ball rolling. But I'm getting there. Please review and tell me what you think. And if you like, check out my short story Happy Birthday under the Hugo tab.

Chapter 2: Emily's POV

I split with Charles, Cary and Joe at the corner of Charles's street, Crystal and Fernwood. Joe and Charles went home, Cary headed down Crystal and I headed down Fernwood. As I came over the hill, I saw Martin and Preston walking up from the other way. Martin lived five doors down and Preston was my next door neighbor. We had lived on the same street all our lives but I hadn't even met Preston till Joe introduced me to him. It's sad, I know. Now we were pretty much inseparable. We had most of the same classes this year, both considerably smart for our age, and we would always be at one another's house helping each other with homework. There was sometimes an occasional visit to keep company if we were home alone, and if we couldn't sleep we would open our windows and talk since our rooms face each other. He was always picked on by the guys, but at least I knew what he was really like, sweet, sincere, caring, and friendly. I saw Martin and him part ways, and decided to wait for Preston. He saw me and began jogging up the hill.

"Hey Emily! Can you believe it? Schools out! This is so thrilling, yet sad. We can do whatever we want! But what are we gonna learn?" I laughed.

"Pres, you already know enough, too much even. It's time to relax. Besides, we have to finish Charles's movie."

"Yea, I almost forgot. Aren't we filming tonight?"

"Yea at this old train station according to Charles. Alice Dainard if picking us up at the hill by the Elementary school. I guess she is in the movie now."

"I bet Joe must like that." He said with a smirk. "Well, come tap on my window when we need to go, I'll be ready. See ya Ems." He walked up the drive to his small little one story, not that my house was any bigger. I entered mine to the sound of my mom shuffling papers. I walked into the kitchen.

"Hi honey. How was your last day?"

"Fine mom. What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry sweetie. My boss just stopped by and said I need to take a shift for one of my co-workers. It is a night shift and I should be home early tomorrow afternoon. I'm not sure how long this may last though, dear. My co-worker is quite sick. I hope you will be able to get along by yourself."

I informed her that I actually was going to hang out with Preston and Joe tonight, and probably the rest of the summer. She laughed in response. I didn't tell her about the movie, I figured she didn't need to know yet.

Around 7 or so, she left. I was sitting in my dark house just wish the clock would move faster, so I could leave already. Being antsy, and bored, I went and tapped on Preston's window a bit earlier then necessary. He was laying stomach-down on the bed, drawing a picture I couldn't quite see. I knocked on the glass. He looked up, blinking, and came to open his window.

"Hey." He said with a smile.

"Hey."

"Is it time to go already?"

I told him about my mom, and how I didn't wanna be home alone.

"I thought we would leave early and walk the long way."

Next thing I knew he was outside, next to me, with script in hand.

"Well, what are we waiting for?"