onetwofuckyou

Labor Day
By Kaelen Q.

I was woken from a dream by the person I was dreaming about. They were not laying next to me. Instead, they were three blocks away and on the telephone line.
"Hey Kaelen, it's ****, did I wake you up?"
My voice cracked when I answered yes. The band that I am singing in has taken its toll on the way I sound.
"Its okay though, I needed to get up anyway. We're going to go swimming today."
"Where?"
"Small details, that doesn't matter I'll be over in a little bit."
Summer had been officially over for a week. It was too late when I realized that I had not gone swimming during those two months.
I climbed over Ryan and began to look around the room for my clothes. They were sitting in a pile at the foot of the bed. The boy that lay sleeping with his mouth open with a foul odor wafting with each breathe had been nice enough to throw them there.
"Hey, we're going to go swimming today. Once I find a place I'll come over or call."
"K."
Home was only a block away. I found my bathing suit top in a pile and jean shorts in the bathroom. A camaflauge shirt covered my upper half and the bathing suit that would eventually rub my collar bone raw had allready began its slow torture.