Clint just stood there, not quite sure what to do as he
watched summer walk out of the kitchen looking truly scared, he had never seen
summer look scared before, ever. He didn’t move, he was afraid she would snap
on him if he did, but she didn’t. She didn’t even look at him she just walked
out of the room. He felt offended, not that he had wanted her to yell at him
but acknowledge his existence would have done. Summer wasn’t having a food
fight with herself after all. He looked around at the mess, “I guess she’s
right to be angry, it is quite dirty” he thought looking at the mayonnaise that
coated the stove and the eggs all over the side of the counter.
“Well” he thought “time to get to it.” He started picking everything
up, searching through the cupboards to find the Windex and the Lysol. He sighed,
it wasn’t as If he and summer didn’t pick up the messes they made, they had
made worse than this and her mother had never known. That’s part of getting
dirty, you have to clean up. Clint wondered what summer’s mother had even been
doing home anyway, she was never home. She was always at one benefit or
another, and that’s when it hit him. He threw the sponges down and ran up the
stairs. Flinging open summer’s door to find her laying upsidown from her bed. Feet
against the wall and head on the ground, short red hair still looking perfect.
“I CAN’T BELIVE I FORGOT!” he screamed. She smiled at him
with a giant smile, “finally caught on have you?” she asked. “And keep it down clinty;
daddy would never forgive me if I had a boy in my room. He thinks ill get
knocked up by just holding someone’s hand. I’d be grounded even longer, even if
it is my birthday.” Clint felt horrible, he was her best friend. He was supposed
to remember her birthday. For gods sakes her parents had remembered her
birthday. But he had forgotten, and he felt horrible.
“Summer, I’m so sorry…I…” he studded trying to find an
excuse for his horrible non best friendish behavior. “Save it” she said letting
her body tumble over itself. “You’re forgiven, on one condition.” She stood up
and walked towards her closet. Her closet was huge, and contained mostly cloths
that summer would never wear in her whole life. Flowery and girly cloths her
mother had bought her in an attempt to eradicate this “tom boy phase” as she
called it.
Nervously Clint asked “what” knowing perfectly well that
anything that summer would ask in return for forgetting that it was her
birthday and not just any birthday, her sixteenth birthday. Summer paused
pulling a shirt out of the closet and holding it up to her body before throwing
it across the room and onto her bed. “Spring me.” She said simply like it was
the simplest thing in the world.
“What?” Clint said, not because he was shocked but because it
was crazy. “Spring me” she said again straightening up from looking for a pair
of pants. “You know, jail break… help me escape this place clinty.” Clint couldn’t
believe what he was hearing, it was impossible to get out of here even if they
wanted to, they had tried it before.
“I hate them!” summer
screamed. “I hate them I hate them I hate them” she had run around her room
grabbing her cloths and shoveling them into a bag, before looking at Clint. “Help
me run away.” She said giving him the eyes, “ugh,” he thought she knew he couldn’t say no when she made the eyes. “Fine”
he said. Helping her pack her stuff into her ample sized suitcase. Summer had
smiled at him, he remembered that a real completely genuine thankful smile
before pecking him on the cheek and saying “I love you, you know that right? You’re
the best friend I could ever ask for.” He had burned bright red at that moment
before stuttering “we...we should go.” And grabbing her suitcase. They hadn’t gotten
any farther than the end of her driveway before Rosita had come out and dragged
a very upset and rater intimidating Summer Back into the house.
That had been three years ago, and here she was asking him
to do it again. “I know what you’re thinking” summer said “but this time it’s
only temporary.” She gave him the eyes again, dahm those eyes he thought, they
were so blue and beautiful. “Fine,” he said. Sometimes he could swear summer
was psychic.
I'm liking the simplicity of the friendship particularly liked the flashback into their past. What a great little twist to add to the story.
Now we're getting closer, though in this chapter I pictured them more as 14. But then again, maybe I don't know true sixteen year olds. When I was sixteen my friends were nineteen and older and I was very rarely ever home, and most of the time surrounded by adults. Perhaps this is how real sixteen year olds are. :)
Loving it!
One little suggestion, maybe combine this chapter and the last chapter?
100/100
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First off, no quantity of apologies can make up for the negligence I've shown for your work. You've been the greatest help in the world to Sons of Thunder, and I feel awful for not returning the favor.
That being said, I'm here to continue reviewing your novel! And I'm so happy to get back on it, because it's still a wonderful story. Clint and Summer's friendship has made me smile every moment of reading these chapters. You've crafted this beautiful friendship out of simple, understated storytelling, and that is hard to do. And the exchange in the "flashback" made me wonder what the future may hold.
Basically all this needs is a little light technical editing, spelling and grammar mostly. Easily fixable, especially if you're posting raw.
I can't wait to keep reading :)
Ohh Ps: I was left wondering what Summer's mother does for a living. Why exactly does she go to benefits? The only reason I'm asking is that I don't know if I'm not supposed to know or if it slipped my mind in the months I haven't been reading? Just a random question.
This is well written chapter. You have great ideas, but you make tiny grammar mistakes. Nothing too major, just reread over some stuff like summer name such be Summer (capital S) and Clinty. Little stuff like that. Although then great chapter and keep it up.
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rater- rather.
dahm- damn
u should have breaks so we know your'e switching to the future even have it wriiten at the top of the paragraph on italics maybe.
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In the second sentence, I would change "she" to "Summer's mom" for clarification, because this actually confused me for a moment; I thought it was still talking about Summer.
I can't say I blame her for wanting to run away!
But something tells me they won't get much further this time.
okay its one thing to get grounded its another to get grounded on her birthday i feel so bad that Clint forgot aww i think in the flash back the reason why Clint didn't say i love you back is because he kknows hes going to die and he's afraid of losing her. I love this book so far awesome job :D
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A very good chapter. A lot of question are opening up. Can they see Clint? I like the story. You have my attention. Thank you for sharing your powerful story. A excellent chapter.
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