17 you & me
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It was our first week, at Myrtle beach
Where it all began
It was a 102, nothin' to do
Man it was hot, so we jumped in
We were summertime sippin', sippin'
Sweet tea kissin' off of your lips
T-shirt drippin', drippin' wet
How could I forget?
Watchin' that blonde hair swing
To every song I'd sing
You were California beautiful
I was playin' everything but cool
I can still hear that sound
Of every wave crashin' down
Like the tears we cried that day we had to leave
It was everything we wanted it to be
The summer of 19 you and me
We had our first dance in the sand
It was one hell of a souvenir
Tangled up, so in love
So, let's just stay right here
'Til the sun starts creepin', creepin' up
Right then I knew
Just what you were thinkin', thinkin' of
When I looked at you
Watchin' that blonde hair swing
To every song I'd sing
You were California beautiful
I was playin' everything but cool
I can still hear that sound
Of every wave crashin' down
Like the tears we cried that day we had to leave
It was everything we wanted it to be
The summer of 19 you and me
You and me
Watchin' that blonde hair swing
To every song I'd sing
You were California beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful
Watchin' that blonde hair swing
To every song I'd sing
You were California beautiful
I was playin' everything but cool
I can still hear that sound
Of every wave crashin' down
Like the tears we cried that day we had to leave
It was everything we wanted it to be
The summer of 19 you and me
First week, Myrtle beach
Where it all began
Game after game, practice after practice, day by day, even weekends too, Glen and I started hanging out more and more. It was winter break already and he was staying at our house for those two weeks. His mother had went to their old home town to get the rights what she deserved for her life.
A divorce.
While the two weeks was taking its time, it felt right in so many wrong ways. Like how your parents let a boy stay with in the same house with their daughter and not think would happen. I mean we done nothing, but it wasn't the point.
Qetsiyah and I talked about that on the phone. She was shocked when she heard Glen was staying with us.
"There's your chance to screw his brains out."
"Qetsiyah, no. I'm just now coming out to him after how many weeks."
"Oh come on, your parents are gone."
I don't care if they are gone. I'm not f*****g him." I said then there was a knock at the door.
I went to the door and of course it was Glen.
"Hey, can we talk?" Glen asked.
"More like f**k your brains out." Qetsiyah said in my ear.
"Q, stop. Ima let you go." I said then hung up.
"Is everything okay with you and her?" He asked.
"Yea, she was just messing with me." I told him.
"Oh, she's been doing that a lot lately huh?"
"Yes and no. She's been doing that since day 1 of our birth."
"Oh,"
"So what did you want to talk about?" I asked as I walked over to my bed.
"So I heard a few rumors and well I wanted to ask to see if they true?"
"Ask away." I said as I fixed my pillows to sit up.
"Well you know how I went over to Craig's place a few days ago. Well his sister, Renee had brought up something."
"Like what?"
"That you have a crush on me."
"What, no. No, I don't." I said my voice getting a little high.
"Are you sure?"
"Yea, your like my guy best friend." I said as I was picking at my shirt.
"Yea, I know. Your like my girl best friend. Your family is like my 2nd family that I've never had."
"See, we're like family." I said getting all nervous.
"Yeah, we are." He said. "I just felt like with the rumors and Qetsiyah always messing with you ever since we met, I thought it was true."
"No, Q is just doing stupid s**t. That's her lifestyle. You'll get use to it." I said.
He nodded then headed back towards my door.
"Thanks for being a friend to me." He said.
"Yea, you too." I told him.
He walked out my room closing the door behind him. I released the breath that I was holding and texted Qetsiyah and told her what Glen just told me. Telling her the rumors and everything.
Its like he knows I like him but doesn't want to push it. And I'm actually glad he don't either.
After break, things went back to somewhat normal. Glen's mother came back home, so he went back home. It was just me and these 4 walls staring back at me.
By the time, summer was here, school was out and it was hot. My parents had gotten 2 weeks off of work for their vacation so we all planned on taking a trip. They invited, Qetsiyah, Glen and his mom to join us. They invite Qetsiyah parents but they couldn't take their vacation just yet. So it was just us 6 in on this trip.
We were heading to Myrtle Beach, to our beach house. It was only 4 hour drive from where we lived.
My parents drove their car with a car full of stuff so I had to take my car with Qetsiyah and our stuff and Glen and his mother in their car with their stuff.
When we got their, Qetsiyah and I ran to our room with our stuff all excited. My parents showed where Glen and his mother would be staying at. Glen he was staying up in the loft of the beach house. Usually that was my private area when I wanted to be alone but I was cool with him staying up there. This old beach house holds 3 bedrooms 3½ bathrooms. Each bedroom has their own bathroom which was great.
As we got all our stuff unpacked, I had grabbed my bathing suit with Qetsiyah behind me. I hollered up at Glen and told him to put on some trunks and let's go. When he came down in his trunks, I was impressed on how his body had looked. I had to look away from him. When I looked at Qetsiyah, I started to blush a little. She just giggled like always.
Once he was down, we ran outside to jump into the water. As Q and I stood there Glen had tackled us into the water making us scream then laughed when we came up from the water.
"God, this place is amazing." Glen had said.
"Yeah it is. This is like our 2nd home. When we want to get away we come here, whenever we can. We usually come here every summer. I would love to live here one day." I said.
"Maybe when you turn 18 you can move here."
Maybe." I said.
"I got use the bathroom, I'll be back." Qetsiyah had said.
I know she didn't have to, she was just leaving me and Glen to ourselves to get the chance to talk and me to show my true feelings.
After a few moments after Q had left, Glen and I done some more swimming. We dove under and swam close to the corals and saw all the schools of fishes. It was cool to see.
When we came back up for air, we ended up hitting each others heads. We started laughing at each other. After a few seconds we stopped and started staring at each other. The sun started shining above us, guessing it was making me cute when he had said the next words.
"God your beautiful." He said then kissed me.
I was shocked at what he just did, but I didn't stop the kiss. I just stood there, wrapped my arms around his next and started kissing him back. The kiss felt so real, so passionate that I thought I was dreaming at first until I had opened my eyes and saw that it wasn't a dream that it was real. If it wasn't real, Qetsiyah wouldn't be standing on the beach looking out way all shocked.
That was the moment that made me stop kissing him and backed away a little.
"Oh don't stop on the count of me being here. Its about time y'all got together." She said as she swam over to us.
"Qetsiyah!" I said giving her the shut up look.
"What? Its true. Your always googling eye f*****g him. Whatever you want to call it." She said.
I splashed her then turned my face away from her blushing.
Glen touched my face and turned it towards him. "Is she right? Do you have feelings for me?"
I nodded my head at him. "Yes, but I know I can't."
"Yes, you can. Because I have feelings for you as well." Glen said as he reached his head forward and kissed me again.
It felt like it was forever until we broke apart. Until looked behind Glen and Qetsiyah, it was Glen's mother standing there with her hand over her mouth.
"Umm, kids its lunch time." She said then started smiling some before walking away.
"Well that was a little embarrassing for your mother to catch us." I said.
"Do you think she'll tell Gen's parents?" Qetsiyah asked.
"Maybe." Glen said as we got out of the water.
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