S U M M E R

*Alarm clock ringing*

I swing my hand to the alarm.

*Crash*

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Agh!"

"Shut up!!" I groan.

"Honey, get up." Mom calls from outside my room. "Okay, just a minute." The alarm keeps on beeping. I get out of bed fully raged and frustrated, I grab the damn alarm off of the floor. I open my window and throw away the alarm clock.

The room fills with silence and peace "Finally."

I go back to my sweet, sweet and soft one and only satisfying and never disappointing boyfriend - my bed - then lay on my back closing my eyes to continue on my bizarre beautiful dream.

Boom! The door flies open and in comes my older brother, Cole.

"Get up. NOW!" He shouts.

"Why? It's not like they will begin teaching." I whine telling the truth.

Today is the first day of school. My first day of being senior and let me tell you, I am not excited.

Yesterday, me and Chloe were chatting all about it. She was so excited unlike me. We talked about what we were going to wear today, how many new friends we were going to meet (it's tradition), how we were going to celebrate prom, what dress we would be going to wear, about college, etc.

That's why I'm all grumpy and sleepy. I slept at 4 am and this damn alarm woke me up 7 am, imagine that.

Chloe and I have been friends since they moved here from France. They live across the street from us. Mom invited them for dinner and we instantly clicked. We have been inseparable ever since. We do everything together. We are very involved in each others lives and all the best friends thing you can think of.

"You don't want to keep Drake waiting, do you?" Cole teases.

I grab the nearest pillow and throw it at him, hitting him right on the head. I am a really good thrower. It's in our blood, dad used to play football, he got a scholarship but didn't take it because grandpa wanted him to have a 'decent job', 'an office job away from all the hitting and all the dodging'.

So dad turned it down and opened his own restaurant ( not the office job grandpa was thinking, but still.). My father is a chef, an excellent chef at that matter. My mother is a lawyer for a well known firm, she is a senior partner, one of the successful woman.

"Get out!" I get off the bed and shut the door on his face. I go to my window and looked at the street to see if my ride is here. Gabriel is my ride. He is Chloe's boyfriend, the two met in junior year. I was their love guru. In addition, Gab is also my brother's best friend.

Chloe and him have been in love ever since, they are the it couple.

Gab and Cole have finished school. They are taking a year off to figure out what they want to do. They both got full football scholarships but they declined.

I swear the boys in our family are crazy! Yes, Gab is seen as my other older brother too. Congrats to me for having two annoying brothers.

I mean how could you decline a full scholar for what your good at?

Cole is thinking about following dad's foot steps and becoming a chef. He is really good at it too. Even though he is a sucker for food, he maintains a good physical shape--athletic one.

Whilst Gab is thinking of opening a garage. He says it is his dream to do that. He has an unhealthy obsession over motorcycles and cars, so figures.

As I am looking down my window I see Chloe coming out of her house and run across the street to get into Gab's SRT 2013 Dodge Challenger SRT8. I hurry down the stairs in my pajama shorts and over sized t-shirt and bolt out the door.

They look extremely confused as they see me coming to them with no bag and not a proper cloth.

"Are you wearing that?" Gab asks.

"Your hair is a bird's nest" Chloe compliments.

"No shit, Mr. and Mrs. Sherlock. Just give me 'bout fifteen minutes okay?"

"Okay, hurry up." Chloe said blowing me kisses. I grab it in the mid air and stick it onto my chest.

I go back to the house and rush to my room. After taking the quickest shower and brush my teeth, I change into my usual attire -- skinny denim ripped jeans with an over sized plain white t-shirt- tying it to the side. I apply few coats of mascara and lip gloss leaving my blow dried and combed hair loose. Putting my iPhone in my pocket, I head downstairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning, honey." Mom greets while sitting on the stool and reads through her documents. I plant a kiss on her right cheek and grabbed an apple from the counter. I head over to dad who is over the stove making scrambled eggs, I plant a kiss on his left cheek.

"Good morning, darling. You excited for fist day of school?" He asked.

"I dunno." I answered honestly.

"Is the coffee ready?"

"Not yet, honey." Mom replies to me.

No coffee on the first day of school? I wouldn't even survive the school bells ringing sound. I have this unhealthy addiction to coffee and it's really bad.

"Okay, I will take one on the way to school. Bye guys, love you." I speak heading to the front door.

"Wait, your not eating breakfast?" Dad calls out.

"Gab and Chloe are already here." And I continue, "Thanks. Love you guys!"

"We love you too. Have a great day at school!" Mom shouts.

"I hope!" I shout back. I truly hope I would.

I get inside in the back sit and we drive to school. We stop on the way at a coffee shop to get my coffee.

Gab drops us at the parking lot, kisses Chloe and ruffled my loose hair then after biding us good bye he drives off. As we go through the gate and into the school hall way, nothing looks changed except for the banners saying 'WELCOME TO THRONE HIGH'.

"Same old, same old." I state.

"Yup." She speaks emphasizing the p.

"Look the trophy showcase is really shiny."

"No doubt Drake will be this year's star." She nudging my shoulder once and continues on with a sheepish grin.

We make our way to the head office and got our schedules as well as our lockers number and codes. Last year Chloe was around the corner from mine but this year she is way down in another aisle.

What a way to start!

Checking out our periods, we see that we have PE, Chemistry and English together. That cheers me up a little at least.

:::

Standing around her locker we talk about having a sleep over, even though we had one last week.

"Well, if it isn't my two favorite girls in the whole wide world." Samuel says behind me.

"Sami! Oh my God! I missed you so much!!" I engulf him in a tight hug. I haven't seen him since school break because he went to Canada.

He hugs me equally tight. I pull back and Chloe hugs him before we start asking him about his visit.

"How was Canada?" I ask curiously. I have never been out of the state.

"It was kinda fun." He smirks, his eyes sparkle with mischief.

"Hey, how is you cousin, Charlie?"

Chloe asks looking at me while she swings her arm around his shoulder and stands next to him.

"He has been asking me non-stop 'bout you, Summer. He asked for your number and I gave it to him." He smiles sheepishly.

This little...

My eyes form a slit as my target locks on his figure inches away, "You asshole! " I hit his shoulder and all over.

How could he do that?

Don't get me wrong Charlie is cute, but for one, he isn't my type and two, he is younger than me. I know age doesn't matter, but he is 16 and I'm 17 going on to 18. And not to mention my huge crush and my huge love crisis.

"Oh c'mon, Summer. Give the kid a chance." Chloe teases trying to get me away from poor Sam who hasn't even received inches of my wrath.

"You are going to pay for this, Sami!!" I exclaim as Chloe draws me father away from him.

"Oh! Look it's, Dia. I think I should go and put in a few words for you." I smile mischievously and head to Dia who is standing between two girls.

Dia is one of the popular girls and a cheerleader, but she is actually sweet. Sometimes she tends to get all over your face, but she always has a reason for that.

I make my way over to her and eye Sami. He has had this huge crush on her since middle school, only me and Chloe are the ones who know about this. Sami is a like a brother to me. A sweet, goofy and a mischievous brother in addition to Cole plus Gab-- I have three brothers now. His a genius nerd. He has some cool friends, but mostly hangs out with us, we have known each other since 6th grade.

"Hey, Dia." I utter keeping an eye on Sami.

"How was your break?" I say smoothly. The two girls say something which I didn't catch on making Dia nod with a small smile and go their ways.

"It was really amazing. I was actually in Italy."

Did I mention she was filthy rich? Yes loaded!

"That must have been very--" I am suddenly cut off from what I am going to say when Chloe shouts my name and pointed to Sami's direction.

He is heading to Drake.

"Samuel!!" I yell out from the tops of my lungs. Thankfully there aren't many students around maybe 9 to 11 I am guessing, and they are all staring at me.

Even Drake.

I run over to Sami and tackle him to the ground from behind. We both fell groaning and a slight high pitched scream from Sami.

We hear other students saying Owww, That has got to hurt, Damn.

Chloe makes her way to us swiftly and laughs her ass off as she nears.

"Way to go, Sami!" She stands in front of us and applauds.

"Why the hell did you that?! Jeez, Summer!" He groans.

"Me?!!" I say in disbelief.

"You were the one who started this!" I yell getting off his back and lay on my back closing my eyes and enduring the pain as he dies the same and rubs his arms.

"Hey there, are you okay?" A voice that is deep, husky and beautiful comes our way. I know that voice, I have dreamed of that voice many nights and had daydreams too.

I instantly open my closed eyes wide and look at Drake who is in a sitting position before me. Everything becomes a blur and all the focus is on his handsome face, his dark chocolate hazel his voice which is deep, husky and full of authority, his smell of aftershave and body wash, his hair--

"Summer." Chloe calls out for me. I snap out of my trance and come back to the embarrassing reality.

He must have seen me staring.

But he has a smirk on his face which I'm guessing is because of my highly heated cheeks at the moment and the color darkens as the seconds drag further.

"You alright?" He inquires again, but this time his voice hold slight muse into it.

"Ye...yea. I'm...I'm alright." I stutter like an idiot. He extends a hand out for me to hold. For the first time, I put my hands in his and feel how soft is his skin against mine. He gets up from his crouching position and pulls me up. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

He chuckles softly making my rose painted cheeks go wildly hot.

"Than.... Thank you." I finally speak.

"No problem. I guess I will see you around." He turns around and went to his friends.

I feel a new massive wave of blush creep from my neck and engulf my cheeks and ears, my entire face.

'Drake talked to me! Drake gave me his hand!' The words are on constant loop going off inside my head like a happy siren.

And this is all because I have had this huge crush on him since sophomore like Sami has on Dia. The first time I saw him I was starstruck. He was beautiful and really, really hot. Every girl in the school-- no delete that, everyone on the school premise wants him whether it's the boys, the girls or the teachers. He is a star player, good on his grades. What's a bonus is, he is actually friends with Cole.

"Little help here." Sami calls out. I get over him with Chloe and help him up.

"Well--" I cut him off and again tackle him down, but this time I am hugging him.

"Whoa! Whoa! The fuck?! Summer would stop tackling me down! You're destroying my reputation here!" Sami protest from under me.

"Thanks, Sami." I say in appreciation. He smiles at me and hugs me back.

"Hey, what about me?" Chloe asks with a pout upon her face.

"Get over here." I grab her by the hand and pull her down. Now all three of us are on the ground hugging each other like fools.

We pull away after a minute passes.

"You're not off the hook yet, Sami." I state dusting my jeans and inspecting my white shirt.

:::

We part ways and head to our classes. Chloe had Geography, Sami had English and I had Math.

Getting to class early I pick my seat at the back near the window. Slowly people start to fill up the room and the teacher entered. Mr. Harry is one of the really sweet and patient teacher, he is also hot no doubt in that. His teaching ways are also easy and great plus his tests they say. His an eye candy I'm telling you.

"Good morning class. My name is Harry Waters. I will be your Math teacher. Shall we start with your names?" He gestures to the front row students.

"Amy."

"Sarah."

"Parker."

"Helen."

"Will."

"Rose."

It goes on and on.

"Ella."

"Casie."

"Paul."

"Jake."

"Olly."

"Summer." I say after eyeing the empty sit beside me.

"Nice meeting you all. I hope we get along really well!" He exclaims with a single clap and a bright smile.

"So I will start teaching tomorrow, and for now let's kill time by getting to know each other, what do you say?" Some of them nod while others are on their phones or just staring at him.

"Okay, we will do this in the order we used just now."

"So, what you do is just tell us your likes, dislike, anything that describes you."

"Amy." He points.

"I like to read books. I dislike rap music." She said earning some boos from the crowd.

"Yeah, yeah." Amy responds and flips everyone the bird. Mr. Harry looks amused as he doesn't say anything at her.

This continues and everyone telling their likes, dislikes as some joked, making us laugh occasionally.

"I like being on top, if you know what I mean," He smirks then continues on, "And I don't like not be--" Olly stops when the door opens and in enters Drake.

Everyone's eyes glue on him. He hands Mr. Harry a small paper and makes his way for the free sit which just had to be beside me. God, his walk is so graceful the front row student enchanted that they even turned their head just for a it.

He takes the sit and looks at me.

"Hey, I didn't think I would find you here." He says giving me a charming smile.

I open my mouth to reply, but once again nothing comes out. Instead I respond with a blush from the embarrassment and I simply nodded my head earning a sweet chuckle from him once again.

Score.

"So new kid, what is your name?" Mr. Harry asks.

"Drake." The pronunciation of his name from his lips full of confidence and nothing else. It makes him very admirable.

"Well Drake, tell us about yourself."

"Um...well, I'm a football player, love football. I like to keep my grades good, Cheetos, and... I defiantly like to go to parties as much as throwing them. And to the ladies, I don't like clingy nor easy girls." Drake points out keeping thing minimum. He earns a high five from Olly.

"Okay next, Summer." Mr. Harry called. I shifted from my sit and answer.

"I like amusement parks, carnivals, music. And oh, I really like high places like roof tops whether it's day or night, but I prefer night. I hate waking up early in the morning and umm... I don't like Pizza crusts." I tell in short.

After that the teacher gives us a break to socialize and make new friends as he sits down and looks off at his phone.

"So roof tops, huh?" Drake inquires breaking the silent bubble.

My voice comes off small, but nevertheless I spoke, "Yeah."

"Not in the suicidal way thought, even if I kinda hate my life, I like to believe that I can make it through."

"So parties, huh?" I ask in return keeping the flow.

"Yup." He gives me a single nod.

"Being a QB has it's perks." He shows me the famous smirk that every girl talks about.

"I don't think I have ever seen you at parties though." He retorts.

"Well, having an older brother has it's 'worst' perks." I state.

"But I have been to parties before."

"Really? Then how come I have never seen you?" This time he asks fully facing me.

"Well, I get out of there when the party actually gets starts."

"But mostly I have been to Gab's, Lily's, Toni's and Jeremy's parties, the ones that Cole trusted the most. Through all of them the longest I have stayed was at Gab's." I explain.

He nods once again, but weakly, "Figures."

"What was that this morning by the way?" Drake leans forward as his questions.

"Um....well, I..."

'Oh, he was going to tell you that I had a huge crush on you since sophomore and still do.'

I laugh at my brain at our idiocy and panic, but an idea popped into my head.

"We kinda have this tradition where... umm... where you tackle one another out of nowhere..." It sounds more of a question at the end than a statement and then I continue with, "To show your... your affection and appreciation." And I'm done.

His perfect mouth forms a small 'o' in a confused understanding. Then he asks, "So, is he your boyfriend or something?"

My eyes bulge out out of the thought, "No, no, no. Sami is like a brother to me." I reply shaking my head vigorously.

A grin comes upon his lips, "Good." Drake bobs his head as he looks at me.

"There is this party tonight. At my place, I would like it if you come." He invites looking into my eyes.

What!! Drake just invited me to his party!! Once again my brain screams and sings out on a loop like a psycho.

"So...?"

Shit.

"Yeah," I give him a fast nod and immediately try to play it cool, "Sure." I replied smoothly, but I doubt my smiling that showed all my teeth did.

"Great. And you could invite your friends." The bell suddenly rings finding the worst time.

"Sure." He gets up from his sit and makes his way to the class room door, as he reaches it he turns around and winks at me before leaving.

And my head goes into full screaming chaos.

:::

"Holy shit!"

"Way to go girl!!" Chloe exclaims as we are now sitting at the cafeteria.

I smile the widest feeling so damn proud.

"All thanks to this guy." Sami point his thumbs at himself grinning.

"You know this will not get you out of the mess you made." I raise my thick brown brow to him.

"C'mon, give me a break will you?" He sighs and it follows with a pouts.

"So, what are you going to wear?"

"Are we going sexy or cute?" Chloe chirps ignoring Sami's multiple whining.

"More of a standard original look but with a little but of 'I'm here' kinda vibe." I suggest.

"I'm not trying to hook up with him in just one night." I add, "Although having a hot make out session in his room sounds very tempting." Chloe and I chuckle as Sami shakes his head.

"I'm coming at your place first then we will drop at mine." She says.

"You coming to the party, dumby?" I ask looking at Sami, who looks scared and excited at the same time.

He nods.

"I'm going to enjoy this!" I give him my mischievous grin.

:::

Later that day after finishing classes me and Chloe came to my house. Sami decided to meet us at the party.

Sitting on my bed I look at Chloe going through my closet and seeing my clothes, making it look like a storm hit my closet, but all she choice are reveling or too short.

"Chloe, I'm not trying to look desperate so could you take it down a notch?"

She totally ignores me until, "Oh! This is it!" She pulls out a deep black two piece dress, mid thigh length, a V neck with a reveling back. It was at the same time cute and sexy and also gives the vibe 'I'm here'.

She hands it to me, "Now go change. We don't have much time to do your hair." She ushers me to the bathroom.

I take a quick short shower, dry off, apply deodorant and lotion then slipped into my dress, then I get out to give her a show.

I twirl around, "Damn! He would not resist that!" She exclaims. I laugh more like a girly excited giggle.

"He better."

Next she sits me down on my desk chair in front of the my full length mirror since I don't have a vanity. She stands behind me and inspects my hair, "Your hair is a natural. No need for extra works, let's just leave it like that." She advises touching and pumping some volume to my long black wavy hair which I agree with.

Now all that is left is to do my make up. She draws my thick trim eyebrows with a black pencil, applies double coat mascara, an brown shimmer eye liner with the darker golden eye shadow, a slight blush; I told her not too since I will be doing a lot of blushing on my own and finally a fading pink lip gloss.

After finishing we get down stairs and tell my parents I'm going to a small gathering party and that I won't be late; to not wait up then head to Chloe's house.

After she showers and changes into a ripped high waist jeans and a red cute crop top and applied her signature make up we head to Drake's house.