Write about a memory of summer.
It was probably the summer before Lilly died. Mom and Dad had this idea in their heads that we would take a family trip to Europe. On one hand, Lilly and I were pysched to go, because it’s Europe and who wouldn’t want to experience that but on the other hand at that age the prospect of being away from your friends all summer isn’t necessarily the one you jump for joy at.
There were so many fights at the beginning of that summer. I remember Lilly telling mom that she’d just get drunk and pregnant in Europe because there was no drinking age and European men love younger women. I think I shot milk through my nose at the breakfast table that day. I stayed quiet on the issue for the most part. I mean really getting between my mom and Lilly was something I avoided at all costs. My dad did too so I guess that trait ran in the family. It was useless to argue with either of them so we just let them argue with themselves. It would have been entertaining if it didn’t get downright scary sometimes.
I remember Lilly and I sneaking out every night for the entire week before we were suppose to leave. We’d meet Logan and Veronica at the beach - our beach - and just sit around and bitch about how stupid it was to not see each other for a month out of the summer. Lilly would be overdramatic and we’d all cater to her, because that was just how the four of us worked. We’d all let Lilly moan about it but secretly wish she’d shut up so we could enjoy the time we had together.
The morning we were set to leave for the airport I woke up with a fever of 103 and mom rushed me to the hospital. I had pneumonia and we had to cancel our trip completely and by the time we had the chance to reschedule dad was so busy at work it was impossible.
Naturally Lilly was ecstatic and thanked me graciously for getting deathly ill. I was fine two weeks later and that summer was probably the best we’d had since we were twelve and Logan moved to Neptune instead of only ever seeing him on summer trips. It was the last best summer I ever had.
Muse: Duncan Kane
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Word Count: 395
There were so many fights at the beginning of that summer. I remember Lilly telling mom that she’d just get drunk and pregnant in Europe because there was no drinking age and European men love younger women. I think I shot milk through my nose at the breakfast table that day. I stayed quiet on the issue for the most part. I mean really getting between my mom and Lilly was something I avoided at all costs. My dad did too so I guess that trait ran in the family. It was useless to argue with either of them so we just let them argue with themselves. It would have been entertaining if it didn’t get downright scary sometimes.
I remember Lilly and I sneaking out every night for the entire week before we were suppose to leave. We’d meet Logan and Veronica at the beach - our beach - and just sit around and bitch about how stupid it was to not see each other for a month out of the summer. Lilly would be overdramatic and we’d all cater to her, because that was just how the four of us worked. We’d all let Lilly moan about it but secretly wish she’d shut up so we could enjoy the time we had together.
The morning we were set to leave for the airport I woke up with a fever of 103 and mom rushed me to the hospital. I had pneumonia and we had to cancel our trip completely and by the time we had the chance to reschedule dad was so busy at work it was impossible.
Naturally Lilly was ecstatic and thanked me graciously for getting deathly ill. I was fine two weeks later and that summer was probably the best we’d had since we were twelve and Logan moved to Neptune instead of only ever seeing him on summer trips. It was the last best summer I ever had.
Muse: Duncan Kane
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Word Count: 395