Hi guys! This is a story I wanted to write based on my life. For example, I'm going to be in 8th grade next school year, like Abigail. And the teachers, classes, and school will be based on my school. Even the name is the same. So it's almost my life. I hope you enjoy. R&R!
The car ride was awful. It's not the concept of the car ride; not at all. It wasn't that I have eight siblings; that was only part of it. It wasn't even that my mom is pregnant with twins, and is moody and stressed. You may be thinking, Abigail, what is this awfulness you're talking about, if it's not about your 8 siblings, or your pregnant mom? I'll tell you. It's because I felt so guilty. I mean, if my parents are so stressed, what's the point in this trip? And my mom's due in three months. This could end up going badly for her. And it's also because I was really bored. I did have stuff to do, but it lost appeal an hour ago. We're two hours into our trip to Edisto beach in South Carolina, and all I can do is stare out the window like Edmund from the Chronicles of Narnia. You know, when they're sent to the professor's house because of the war? Never mind. It doesn't matter. You don't sound like a book reader.
I'm officially the only kid awake now. My sister Erica fell asleep 20 minutes ago. Now it's just me. My parents are obviously still awake. I'm the only kid awake, so I'll have to carry in almost all the luggage. The only thing I probably won't have to carry in is the giant suitcase for my parents. Normally, my parents would wake up my siblings, but not this time. They know everyone's tired from the end of school. Of course, I'll always help them, and they know that. I bet they think I'm asleep too.
I kept staring out the window, until I saw the beach. My breath caught in my throat. It was beautiful. We kept driving on the narrow sandy road for another mile or so, until I saw the house. It was huge! My dad parked, and we climbed out.
"Abigail, will you carry in Aaron, please?" My mom asked me.
"Sure, mom." I said, carrying my baby brother inside.
The house is dark, so I turned on a light. Somehow, I found a room with a crib in it. I assumed that was where he would sleep, so I placed him in it, and went back to the car.
"Where did you put him?"
"In a room with a crib."
"Thank you, Abby."
"Uh, you're welcome."
We carried in the rest of the luggage, and went to our assigned rooms. I was put with Gracie. I share my room with her at home. Why are my parents so unfair? I finally fell asleep, and dreamt of tomorrow.
(The next day)
I woke up really tired. I seem to be really tired lately. Huh. Seventh grade was tiring. It wasn't the school work, friends, teachers, or anything like that. It was the hard stuff I had to study for. Whatever. Exams are over, and the only school related thing I have to do is summer reading. But I already finished one book, and school ended 10 days ago. I really like reading, writing, drawing, school, and all that nerdy stuff. I also have glasses and braces, so I'm even nerdier, but I make up for it with my sass. One of my sister's friends called me a complete nerd. I hate Alexandra Stenger. Of course, I'm very civil to her, because I'm better than a third grader. Actually, she's not in any grade now, but she does go to my school, so she'll be in fourth grade next year.
I made my bed, and get dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. I walk to the kitchen, and get a bowl of cereal. My parents are already up, and making breakfast. My mom was making bacon, while my dad made his coffee.
"Hi mom. Hi dad."
A while later, all my other siblings have finally come downstairs. We sat down, and ate our breakfast. After we all change into our bathing suits, we walk to the beach. I sit down on my towel for about 10 minutes just putting on sunscreen. I have curly, red hair, and a very slight tan, so I have to put on a lot of sunscreen. Lacrosse season just ended a few weeks ago, so I haven't been out too much. Because of lacrosse, I've been tanning some. An hour and a half in the sun every day? Tanning is easy that way. Plus, extra sun on Saturday because of games.
After I finally finish lathering sunscreen on my body, I walk around the beach. I'm mostly walking right next to water, so it brushes my feet every few seconds. After a while, I start a kind of slow jog around the beach. I'm zoning out, and just running, when a bucket of ice cold water is thrown on me. I gasp, and stop running. I fume as I wipe the water off my face. I turn to whoever threw it at me, and realize I know the person. Josh Morris. He's a boy in my grade at my school. He's wiggling his eyebrows at me, and I glare at him fiercely. All of a sudden, he throws his hand up, and I seize it (like a high five), and push it back behind him, and hold his arms behind his back. A look of surprise was in his eyes. I kicked him, and he yelped.
"Why are you so strong? And violent?"
"What, Holden didn't tell I kept doing the same thing to him weeks ago?"
"I thought I wouldn't have to see you over the summer."
"Uh… my parents wanted to come here, because they met here, you know."
"Likely story. Now, leave me alone, and don't talk to me again, or I will not hesitate to knock you out."
I let go of him, and started running away. After about 30 steps, I felt a hand on my arm. I whirled around, and groaned. Josh again? Can't he just leave me alone!?
"What do you want now, Josh?"
"Why do you hate me so much?"
I sighed. "I don't know. You're kind of annoying, and weird. But I guess that's not a great reason. Look, I don't want to hate you. I don't want to dislike you. I guess I want us to be civil to each other, but I don't know. Listen, I'm sorry, Josh, for being a jerk, and violent. I'll see you at school."
I started walking away, and this time, he didn't follow me. I turned around, and noticed him smiling at me. Weirdo. I never understood why he acted the way he did to me but whatever. I kept walking, and soaked up the rays. After another two hours, I went back to where I left my parents. I swam for a while, and suntanned for a while. After that, I went back to the house. I walked to my room, and changed into my original outfit. I lay on my bed reading Wonder. It's one of my summer reading books. Gracie, my sister going into 7th grade, has to read it too. Around 6:00, we eat dinner. After dinner, I go to bed, and dream of what happened today.
(Time skip to day we get back)
Nothing really special happened the rest of the trip. I saw Josh a few more times, but we didn't talk. I had gotten a lot of sun these past days, and it's looking like a tan. My hair also got lighter than its bright red. I felt better; refreshed. I had exercised a lot: I ran around the beach, I swam in the water, I went kayaking in the creek behind the houses. It was so fun. But I was really tired, so as soon as we got home, I went to bed.
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