Unexpected Summer

Chapter 1 - Summer is here!

It's the time where everyone goes to the beach and play games together, such as volleyball and surfing - summer. "I can't wait to be able to do those activities with all my friends, especially Taylor." - Taylor Swift is my best friend. She loves music, sometimes we sing acapellas together too. Those were definitely moments to cherish. "Georgia - she's my lil' sister - would be begging me to play with her too." I thought to myself, with a small laughter as I peek out the window of my classroom looking at the garden where the butterflies fly around freely.

My imagination was disturbed by the sudden shout of my name. "OLIVIA!" I faced the front immediately as I realised it was Mr. Kensington who shouted for my name. He's my geography teacher and apparently there were rumours of him having a crush on the most famous girl in my school, Mackenzie. Since then, I tried my best to pay attention in class.

I'm the kind of girl who has difficulty paying attention in class, and that was simply because I have this weird obsession of dreaming and wandering into my own world every time in class. If I were to be in someplace eerie, I can only imagine fear, and unfortunately, not a wonderland.

Soon, the school bell rang. A rush of relief ran through my body. I waited at the school exit for my chauffeur to come pick me up. To my astonishment, my mum was the one picking me up. She was driving her favourite and long time ideal car, a shiny black Audi. That was her 5th wedding anniversary gift from my dad.

I hopped into the car and told her about school today, except the part where Mr. Kensington shouted for my name. "I'm really surprised that you picked me up today, mum. Is Uncle Sam alright?" I asked her. It was a tradition for Georgia and I to call our chauffeur 'Uncle George'. She replied, "All explanations will be done later".

"Can you tell me now? You know me, I'm the type of person who is just full of curiosity." I informed my mum, in quite a polite way. "Sorry, dear. I'm afraid you'll have to wait, as it's bad news", my mum replied me with a sad expression.

I was worried as I thought I did something wrong, really wrong. The car was so silent that you could even listen to our breaths. My mum realised that too, after one and a half minutes, yes, I counted. My face delighted with happiness as soon as I heard the first beat of "What Makes You Beautiful" by One Direction. This song never fails to lit up a bright smile on my face.