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A Summer Vacation | FucktheFchord | 1

 

Finally it's the first summer of your freshman year in college. Being so far up-state, you didn't get much chance to come home for the holidays, save one weekend for Christmas. Also being that far up means that you really don't have much contact with your old high school friends as you used to. Especially Clarissa.You missed her a lot. You and her were pretty good friends towards the end of both of your Senior years, though you never really saw each other outside of school much. Something you've always regretted.

Now one week into the summer vacation, you've caught up with the majority of your home-returned friends taking the day easy when the phone rings. Picking it up you recognize the number on the caller ID at once and hit TALK.

"I see you found out I was home."

"I see you still have caller ID."

"Haha, yeah. So hey! How are you, girl!

Sitting down at your computer desk, "I'm great, ! Just got home yesterday. You?"

"I got home off the bus last Wensday. It was a long trip."

"I can imagine, being that far away. But I don't blame you for not flying down."

"Yeah, it's extremely expensive these days. And getting to see the scenery was nice"

"How would you like to see the scenery around here with me, tonight?

You click on an icon and Clarissa's picture comes up on your computer screen,
"Well, I'm not really doing anything, how about right now?"

"You gonna pick me up, then?"

"Yeah, why not?"

"Alright, meet me at the Village Green in 15 minutes.

"Ok, wear something nice for me."

"Hah, you know I will"

"See you there"

CLICK

 

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