A Summer to Remember

4th of July

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<P>That was a long day on the beach. I was surpirsed at how much self control I had. I actually just sat there all day long and DIDN'T make a fool out of myself. Crazy, I know. </P>

<P>Last summer I was the hyperest 12 year old on the planet. I knew that alot of my friends were wicked annoyed with me, but I just kind of grew into that role. I was known as the 12 year old who looks like shes about 17 who is wicked hyper...and annoying, to some. But now, don't get me wrong. I wasn't the type who wanted to look all mature and dress like a slut and but a gallon of makeup on everyday. I naturally look old for my age, and my height of 5'7 didn't make me look any younger. BUTT. this summer I was going to be totally calm and collected. It had been my plan all school year. </P>

<P>The next few days were normal to what I can remember. Pretty much the summer schedule. Wake up. Eat. Hang outside. Beach. Hang with friends. Shower. Dinner. Hang with friends. Sleep. That over and over again. </P>

<P>However, that Saturday, Jewles came. Now this is where the story gets good. Sam used to like Jewles last year. So, I was naturally scared that he would fall right back into her spell. And that was pretty much what happened. After about 3 days of hanging out, he somehow knew she was the one. So much for me thinking we could have something. </P>

<P>However, one day when we were sitting out on the raft, Ted said something. All of us somehow got on the topic of crushes. It got to a point when Ted exclaimed "WHAT I THOUGHT SAM LIKED SARAH!?!" That was the greatest point of my summer so far. Maybe Sam was just pretending to like Jewles? Maybe I still had a chance? All of the above was a possible answer.</P>

<P>It was suddenly the 4th of July. I loved the 4th. Something about the fireworks made it feel like it was definitly summer, not just some long vacation. All of my friends and I would go down to the beach and sit there and watch them. It was great. This year, I told myself, it was all about getting Sam. When we were all sitting there, I made a joke about commiting suicide. </P>

<P>"Heyy. Lets got over there and kill ourselves with the fireworks. Lifes stupid." I said obviously being sarcastic. (I'm a very sarcastic person) </P>

<P>Sam laughed and said that I should. And having him say that confirmed what I was going to do. I ran real close and then sat. Sam and Ted walked close to me, but stopped earlier up the beach than I had. But, when the first firework went off, I was up and running. Gosh I could have been killed! </P>

<P>Eventually Sam and Ted walked back to our group. Sam sat down right in front of me and started to rub my feet. My mind had its own mental fireworks going off. </P>

<P>"Hey Sam. Whatcha doing?" I couldn't get myself to be a mega player. </P>

<P>"I don't know" he said slowly. I pulled my feet away. Ted turned around. </P>

<P>"What's going on here?" </P>