hurricane
CHAPTER ONE
It was evident that it was summer, the sun blazing down on my scalp, face and legs. June twenty-second. Finally here. I get to see Chase again. Whenever I talk with my friends about him, they always tell me that we were just a summer fling, that after summer, he goes back to Minnesota and dates another girl. But surely that isn’t true.
I walked, making my way to the oh-so-familiar Karr family condo. I hovered my hand over the doorbell, hesitant. I figured the doorbell would be a little too obnoxious. Maybe I should text him and tell him I’m here instead? Then he’d think I was being too shy. C’mon, Rayleigh. You can do this. On the count of three. One, two, two and a half...Three!
I gave two big knocks on the front door, and almost immediately, Chase opened it. “Ray!” he said. I then recognized his shaggy, dark brown hair and deep caramel eyes, and the woodsy smell of his cologne. He gave me a big hug, and led me inside.
The nervousness soon faded away from me. I plopped down on the couch, and Chase followed, putting his arm around me, and with the other hand, grabbing the remote and flicking on the TV.
“I really missed you,” I said, resting my head on his chest.
“I missed you too, Ray,” Chase said. I looked up at him, and kissed him. I could feel his lips curling up into a smile.
“Aww!” I heard someone sarcastically say. I looked, and realized who it was. Chase’s brother, Damon.
“Ugh. Hey Damon,” I said.
“Glad to see ya, Ray.” I shuddered when he called me that. “Welp, I’m heading out. See you Chase,” he said. “Oh, and see you, too.” He winked at me. I rolled my eyes.
“I’m sure your used to that by now.” Chase laughed uneasily. He watched the TV, the weather on. The forecast showed thunderstorms heading our way. “Eh, nothing to worry about,” he shrugged.
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