My Summer Love Story
Published Apr 17, 2019

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She walked to the mirror at the end of the room. She examined each part of her face, tracing the shaper with her fingertips. She tilts her head to each side to see which is her best. She presses the end of her nose and squeezes the sides with her finger to make it straight and narrow. She releases a long sigh. Yesterday she turned 17 and spent her Saturday birthday with her family for dinner and a movie. It was her annual request and although she knew it was impossible, she secretly hoped that something would change. That when she went to school on Monday, everyone would notice how much she changed since Friday. But no. Nothing. There was no difference in her looks. She was the same old Addison Miller and she was going to continue being invisible at school. She steps away from the mirror to get a full view of herself. She turns to the side, straightens her back and sucks in her stomach. Her forced smile drops as she lets out the air. Is this what 17 is supposed to look like?

Addison: One more year.....
Addison joined the Miller household at the age of 5. Claire and Edwin already had their son Clark who was a year older than her. And although they never made her feel like she was not family, there were times that it was hard for her not to feel alone. She loved her family and was always thankful to be with him, but there were those times. Edwin had his own firm while Claire owned a bakery on the other side of town. The shop was small but it made a lot of business. So much that Edwin soon left his firm to help make her bakery a family business. Addison also loved helping when she was finished with school. Addison: Morning mom
Claire: Good Monday, honey. Is that the new outfit I bought you for your birthday?
Addison: Yep. How do I look?
Claire: Wonderful. I knew you would look good in it.
Addison: I don't have time to eat. I promised Melissa I would meet her at school early.
She kissed her mom on the cheek and heads for the door.
Edwin: You wait one second missy!
Edwin: Let me get one picture in for the photo album. 17 only comes once.
(she laughs)
Addison: Ok dad. But just one.
The Sweet Tooth was a small and successful bakery owned by the Miller family. Addison loved helping her mom after school. It was also a way to get free sweets from the leftover items before her mom donated them to the shelters. It was the last hour before closing and there were still customers coming in. It was the usual Thursday night. The smell from the shop caught the attention of someone new to the area. Addison walked over to the table to take their order.
Addison: Hello and welcome to....
She lost her train of thought. She was stuck. Nothing could come out. She didn't know what to say.
Customer: Hello. What's good here?
Customer: Hello? Are you okay miss?
She felt herself speak but couldn't remember what she was saying. Whatever it was, it made him laugh.
Customer: I don't mean to be rude, but is there someone else that can take my order?
Addison: No...I'm sorry....I know know what I was saying. How can I help you?
Customer: What's the best thing you have here? Everything sounds good.
Addison: Wait there. I have something in mind.
When she came back, she brought him one of her favorite sweets. She happily sat it on the table. He examined the pastry on his plate.
Customer: What is it?
Addison: Delicious. That's what it is.
He smiled at her again and she blushed. He took a bite. He closed his eyes as he enjoyed the first bite.
She arrived back to his table shortly after he finished.
Addison: So...
Customer: You were right. Delicious
Addison: Thought so.
Customer: What is it called?
Addison: Addi patty. My mom named it after me. Addison.
Customer: Cute.
She left the check at the table and quickly walked away. She didn't want him to see her blushing again. Her cheeks turned red every time he spoke and his smile made her neck hot. He hit in the back until he left. And when he finally walked out the door, she watched him leave from the front of the store until he disappeared into the night.
Addison: Cute (smiling to herself)
Melissa: So that it. You didn't get his name or anything.
Addison: No. I got scared. You know I'm not great at talking to people, let alone someone that looked like him.
Melissa: Well you have to find him.
Addison: I tried. I've been working at my mom's shop every night this week. But he hasn't come back.
Melissa: I can't believe you missed a chance. He said you were cute.
Addison: He said the name of my mom's cake was cute.
Melissa: Close enough.
Melissa: My mom always says that if it is meant to be it will be. Just watch. You'll see him again when you least expect it.
Addison: I guess.
Melissa: In the meantime, are we still hanging out this weekend.
Addison: Yes but no skating this time.
A little clumsy Just close your eyes and play dead. Ending the night at the movies. Addison and Melissa said their goodbyes for the evening. She was just a few blocks from the Sweet Tooth Shoppe and so she decided to go there before going home. The quiet walk gave her time to think back to the customer. Did she really miss her only chance? Woops!! Addison played dead on the pavement and wouldn't move. Mostly because she was too embarrassed. She laid silent, hoping no one saw her. But as she raised from the ground, she began to feel dizzy. She winced as she touched the side of her head where the paid from coming from. Samaritan: You need help?
Addison: No. I'm good.
Samaritan: You sure? At least let me help you up. I saw you fall from across the street.
Addison: Honestly, I'm fine.
Addison: You!
Samaritan: Hey
He walked with her to a nearby bench. Addison looked over her scratches.
Samaritan: Are you sure you’re okay? It looks like it hurt.
Addison (mumbling): Just my pride
Samaritan: What?
Addison: Nothing
Samaritan: Wait! I know you….from the bakery. Man, I’ve been thinking about you all week.
Addison: You have!?
Samaritan: Yeah. That cake was so good. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
Addison: Oh….the cakes…..right.
Samaritan: I’d hate to leave you like this. You need a ride or something.
Addison: I don’t know. I don’t really want to go somewhere with a stranger.
Samaritan: Wow! Well, I’m Quinten Barker. But my friends call me QB.
Addison: I like Quinten. Addison Miller. Everyone calls me Addison.
Quinten: So are we still strangers?
Addison: What’s your favorite color? How old are you? Where you from?
Quinten: At least take me out on a date first. (thinking) Red. 19 and The Valley. You?
Addison: Purple, 17, here. So how do you plan to take me home?
Quinten: My ride is over there.
Addison: The yellow beetle.
Quinten: No the red motorcycle.
Addison: Uhhhh..
Quinten: You're not scared, are you?
She didn’t want to seem inexperienced but it was her first time on a motorcycle. She tried not to dig her fingers into his chest and she clung on for dear life. She couldn't help but smell the scent from his shirt. It smelled like rosewood with a hint of mint. She didn't know if this was his natural scent or a cologne. But she didn't care. Quinten dropped her off at her door and she thanked him again for the ride. As soon as he was out of sight she ran into the house to call Melissa. Melissa: Let me get this straight. You see the mystery guy for the second time and you still didn't get his number.
Addison: Yes, but this time I got his name. And he's 19.
Melissa: This is a bad game of hard to get. I just need you to get some nerves to ask him out.
Addison: Well can I get a little something for getting his name? Quinten. And he's from the Valley.
Melissa: Well where does he stay now?
Addison: Umm..I didn't ask.
Melissa: Well great. Next time you see him, try to get a number or at least where he stays.
Addison: Right, now if you don't mind. I have to help Mrs. Anderson find that book on cats she was looking for.

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