Lera Thatcher. She doesn't usually fall for people. She's a daydreamer, and loves to find the best in every situation.
Christian Laurence. He's irrational, impulsive and a friend of Lera's older brother.
He's been hanging around for years, becoming...
She stifles a laugh, before saying "What, between you and Christian?"
"Ew, no. I hate him. And anyway, he hates me." I retort, looking confused.
"Keep telling yourself that, L." she replies, an amused look on her face.
I groan again.
"I meant, what do you think will happen this summer, in general."
"I think, this will be the greatest summer ever, in whatever context you want that to be." she says, throwing me an overexaggerated wink.
I stand up and grab my pillow, before thwacking it over her face. Oops.
"Oohhhh, you're dead!" Kat says, before picking up her own pillow and chasing me around our room. We chase each other, shrieking until we both double over, stitches in our sides.
"Guys! The Laurence's are here! Come and say hi!" my mom yells from the bottom of the stairs. I freeze. How am I going to survive living here, with him teasing and patronizing me for an entire summer!?
I get up off of the floor and turn towards the window. Which has direct sight to the car parks. Where he is. Unloading the bags. As we speak.
Almost as if he can hear my thoughts, he looks up at our window. He spots my stare, and before I can look away, he throws me his signature smirk.
"Come on Lera," Kat says, pulling my arm towards the door.
She continues pulling my arm down the stairs, as I silently will the spiritual gods to make this whole house collapse on top of me.
It's not that I find it weird being near my brothers best friend. Christian's at our house all the time with my brother, it's just that I've never spent months cooped up in the same house as him. Will he make my life hell? Probably.
I just want a good summer. That's all. And I don't want him here to ruin everything like he usually does.
As we near the bottom of the too-long staircase, my mom throws open the door and embraces Christian's mom, Janet in a long, tight hug. They could practically be sisters, the two of them.
Next comes his dad Paul, a tall, friendly man. He takes my brother in a tight hug first. After my dad left, Paul took my brother under his wing, always inviting him to do things with Christian and him.
"Lera!!" I turn to see Fern running towards me. I open up my arms and she bounds into them. She's only 7, but sometimes I felt like we had this special bond. Maybe because I've known her since she was born, or the fact we have a mutual loathing for our brothers, we just seem to click. Which is sort of weird seeing I'm 9 years older than her.
"How are you Fern! We are going to have the best summer together!" I said, her eyes brightening. We giggle together, before Fern runs off towards Kat.
I straighten my back, it already starting to ache, before I lock eyes with the last person to make their way up the drive. A devilish smile spreads across his face, accentuating the cut of his jawline. He's undoubtable handsome, and never fails to make this known.
"Hey, dreamer, how you been," he says, the sun glinting in his eye and he ruffles my hair.
This is going to be a long summer.
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A/n:
Eeeeeeekkk, second chapter is up!
Sorry if this chapter was kind of boring, just thought we needed some description to set the scene. If you have any feedback feel free to put it in the comments here.
Also, the banner was just sort of my inspiration for the stairs lol.
Christian's POV is next!
Thanks again for reading, stay tuned for the next part!
