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The school year finished quickly, so It meant that summer was finally here. Summers were all, well mostly, awesome with the Newmans. We can stay longer at Carrie's house, do more diverse gigs, spend more time together.
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A hot, muggy breeze rolled through Carrie's opened garage door. The four of us lay on the stage in her garage. Carrie sighs, then we just go in a circle of sighing.
"I don't know. You're the one wearing sleeves and a hat," I shoot back.
"Geez, don't be a nag," jokes Carrie giving me a sarcastic look. "You're wearing jeans, how aren't you hot?"
"That's true. Yeah, I'm hot, but a hat holds in all your head heat," I reply.
"Fine, naggy pants. I'll take off my hat," says Carrie, finally complying, shrugging her hat off.
Blue bangs fall messily upon her pale skin. Sure they're frizzy and tangles together, but they look so soft. Her hand reaches up and goes under her bangs and pushes them back. It doesn't work very well. She's so adorable.
'Brain, stop thinking that! She's your best friend,' I think yell. A different voice answers,' Hey! It's not my fault someone here's stuck in the friend zone!' I hear a collective ,'ooooh,' and,' Burn!', from an imaginary audience.
The first voice comes back and says,' See now I'm arguing in your head, kid.' I sigh inwardly and decide to ignore the voices in my head.
My attention turns back to Carrie. It's weird that the twins haven't butt into our conversation yet. I unstick myself from the stage and turn to my left. (A/N: Carrie's to his right. He is at the edge of the stage with his legs hanging of the side.) Konnie looks like she's melting. And Kim - I just can't seem to find her.
"Hey, Konnie. Where's Kim," I ask.
"Left for... cold...," is all I could get out of her incoherent mumbling.
I roll over to Carrie, who was sort of far away. (A/N: Yes literally roll.) "Kim's gone," I mumble. Carrie, who wasn't paying attention, jumps slightly and looks at me with bright widened topaz eyes. That's when I realize how close we are. Our arms are just touching.
I'm starting to get nervous. 'Don't be nervous, she's your best friend,' I think. My jade green eyes meet her topaz orbs. I get lost in her eyes and I see her lips moving, but it's inaudible. I can't hear her over my heart hammering.
"- went?" Carrie's voice finally pierces my heart's thumping. My eyebrows crease in apparent confusion. She sighed and closed her eyes. " I said, 'Do you know when she left or where she went?"
"No and no," I answer. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kim walk in the garage door with a bag. She puts her index finger to her lips and I nod quickly. I flick my eyes back up to the girl next to me.
She had a bit of a confused look on her face. It was adorable. Then, I guess she just brushed it off and the look left her face.
Kim silently walked up the stairs and walked until she was behind us or above us, which ever way you want to say it. She says," Boo!" And Carrie jumps on me.
Not literally, but she wrapped her arms around me and shrieked. She put her hand to her mouth and looked up at me with a light pink on her cheeks. "S-Sorry," She mumbled unattaching herself from me.
Carrie shoots an evil look at Kim and says," Kim you know I hate when you do that!" I'm frozen. My cheeks are on fire and I can feel it.
I sit up and turn to Kim who gives me an all-knowing wink. She knows something. Not good. "S-S-So, where'd you go," I stutter out.
"I went to the store and got ice cream. When I was there I noticed a flyer," Kim says, pulling out the flyer.
It said: Band needed on pier at 7:00 Friday. First come first serve. Hope to see you there!
It also said other stuff, but today was Tuesday and we don't have a song. This should be fun.
