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Summers in the Virginia countryside werenโt always as boring as they seemed.
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English is not my first language!
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It was the beginning of August, like every year my parents sent me to my grandparentโs house in the middle of nowhere. The countryside of Virginia wasnโt the most exciting and esthetic vacation.
It was gloomy at night, nothing more than old churches, farms and little houses.
"Iโm sure youโre going to make friends"
My grandpa always said this when he drove me to his house. And every year I spent the vacation alone. All the teenagers were out of town for vacation.
I simply nodded, looking out the window.
My grandpa eventually parked the old and dirty pickup
My grandma opened the door, her Bible in her right hand and her long rosary around her neck. She hugged me and let me go inside, the dinner was already ready on the table.
Iโve always thought that their house was scary. Little angel statues everywhere, half melted candles, it was odd.
"Oh tell her about the thing" said my grandpa, he looked at my grandma a little bit guilty.
"Oh yes! Listen honey all those years you spent here, you never really, you know.. made friends" she said looking at me before continuing "And this year there is this thing for the young people like you. You can go to the church, the farm, itโs really good I know the son of the Shepardson is going this summer. You should really go"
I looked at her almost disgusted, first I have to be here, and now I have to go to a stupid summer camp or whatever it was? And who the fuck are the Shepardsons
"We donโt force you Y/n we just thought itโll be good for you" added my grandpa still eating his steak.
"Iโll.. Iโll think about it"
I didnโt want to fight the first night here.
But Iโm not gonna spend my summer at the church or at the farm.
After dinner I walked straight to my room and fell asleep with the faint sound of the wind and the chickens outside.
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"Test day? What is that?"
"Remember what grandma said yesterday? We donโt force you right, but you still can try today, if you like it you go if you donโt you can stay here"
I sighed and rolled out of bed and got ready.
Here wasnโt like my city, I couldnโt wear a cute dress or little heels, the ground was too.. well muddy.
I grabbed a pair of denim shorts, a white top and the same pair of boots that I wore every year here that made me feel like Iโm a cowboy.
After breakfast my grandpa drove me to the church where a lady was greeting everyone. It was definitely the first time that I saw this amount of young people here.
"Hey! Welcome in, you should beโฆ Y/n! Right?"
"Perfect! Your grandma comes here every day, she usually talks about you, mhh you can sitโฆ here next to Gunner"
"Oh yes sorry, the boy right here with blond hair"
I nodded and walked to the bench searching for my seat next to Goner? Gunner? Whatever.
The boy had long hair but not too long, enough to touch his shoulder. He looked annoyed, but mostly, he looked like he didnโt belong here. Tattoos on his hands, hair definitely bleached more than once..
It was a little bit awkward since everyone was talking with the person next to them but he didnโt look like he wanted to talk.
Hopefully for me, a girl sat right next to me.
The moment I said my name, I swear I could feel the blond boy looking at me.
Before Olivia wanted to keep talking the lady from earlier started talking.
She talked about God, church, sins, and basically the planning of the summer. It looked boring as hell.
"Thatโs all for today! God bless you all, see you all at 8am Monday"
Everyone started walking out of the church,
"Youโre from here? Itโs the first time that I see you"
"No, Iโm just here for the vacation"
She started to talk about her life, how she was excited for Monday but my mind was still replaying the boyโs face. How different he looked from the other boys here.
I was so lost in my mind that my whole body started to look at him, my face tilted to the side.
"Hey! Iโm talking!" said Olivia chuckling
"Oh my God, were you looking at Gunner?"
"Gu- who is that" I said, obviously lying
"Gunner! The boy who was next to you. I warn you, you shouldnโt try to talk with him, he is.. weird"
"Mhh! People say that he made his tattoos by himself, and that heโs not even Christian. Apparently he do drugs, can you believe that?"
Olivia looked horrified but she just listed the most basic things a teenager from America does. Maybe not in the countryside, but none of those things were weird to me. It was almost comforting, maybe Iโll finally find someone normal here.
"Not Christian? Then why is he here?"
"The Shepardsons are probably the most Christian family I know. But Gunner often runs away, so now heโs at church every day, his parents probably force him, I donโt know.. but anyways!"
And again she started to talk about other random things, but the only thing I was thinking of was Gunner. Gunner Shepardson.
After a couple of minutes a car pulled up and Olivia waved at me
"I have to go! See you Monday!
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It was now empty, just a few people from the church were still here.
I started to walk away but a voice stopped me, straight.
"Sheโs saying bullshit donโt listen to this stupid bitch"
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