Alyssa's Point of View

"I'm so stupid Marilyn. It's like I was a completely different person. I wanted my first kiss to be romantic, not...not like that."

"I don't know, it sounded pretty damn romantic to me." She adjusted her body on the big rock we were sitting on and took her sun glasses off. "You know how my first kiss was."

We both laughed. Zayn Malik, under the bleachers, seventh grade.

"I don't know how it was possible to be taller than him. He's like a foot taller now." I took a bite from my apple and watched Luke and Harry play in the water.

"You know I'm not a big cheesy romantic and I really don't like him. I just wanted to try it before we went to school and I become invisible again."

"I'm calling bullshit on that one. You whored it up. It's okay though, I'm a whore all the time." Marilyn smiled and winked at Luke when he looked at us. I rolled my eyes, fifth time today and it's only noon.

"I don't want to 'whore it up'," I said using my fingers as quotations. "I think I was just having a rough night."

"It's better than cutting again I suppose."

"Marilyn!"

"Sorry." She frowned. She's never been good at holding in her opinion. "You're not doing that anymore, right?"

"No, of course not." I haven't for pretty much the whole summer. I've switched my ways to a pillow. "I think making out with Harry was my new adrenaline rush. I just don't want to make a habit."

"I think I rather you be a whore than cut Lys."

"Okay, can we not keep saying that out loud." I looked around, hoping no one was listening.

"What happened to your leg?"

"When I gave Harry the tour a few days ago we stopped to get ice cream and we ran into the queen bees."

"No way!"

"Yep." I laid back down on my towel and stretched out. Maybe I'll try to look a little better in school this year. People won't make fun of me as much if I'm tan. "It's okay though, You'll be around more often during the year to rescue me."

I laughed but Marilyn didn't say anything.

"What?"

"I meant to tell you this a few weeks ago but I couldn't."

"What Marilyn?"

Please don't be moving, please don't be--

"We're moving in November."

"What?"

"My dad is being moved to a new base somewhere in California."

I quickly put my sunglasses on. I can't cry, not now. My best friend is just moving 3,000 miles away from me.

"But hey, I'll come visit all the time! And you can come see me."

"What am I going to do without you?"

"Everything will be okay! We just have to make the best of the next few months." Marilyn is so strong but I see the same pain in her eyes that I have. "And! And! We're graduating so we'll apply to the same schools. We'll only be away from each other for a few months.

I did the math quickly in my head,

"If you mean approximately six."

"Stop being a geek, geek. You're a whore now." She knows how to cheer me up.

"But seriously, we're going to be living on skype!" I knocked into her and then we hugged.

"On another note," Marilyn nudge into me, "Your lovey dove is coming over here." Sixth eye roll of the day.

"Hi girls, you okay?" Harry took his towel and ran it threw his curls. Does he have a tattoo on his arm? Why did I not see this huge ship before. Wow, I'm so oblivious.

I looked away and let Marilyn answer his question. Both could feel my awkwardness so Marilyn left me with the sharks and joined Lucas. I wonder if she's told him yet.

"Hey." I said with a forced smile. "Look Harry, we can't do that again."

He looked at me with furrowed brows, "Why?"

"I don't know what got into me. I was having a rough night and I just thought that would make me feel better."

"Did it?"

"Mhmm."

"So what's the problem?"

"That was so slutt-ish! I feel embarrassed and I didn't want my first kiss to be like that." I can't do this. Ughh, I'm so screwed up.

"I thought that was a great first kiss. Very romantic."

"That was your first kiss?"

"No, but I tried my best to make it romantic for you." The smile I let out this time was genuine.

"Look Harry, this is what's going to happen. School starts in three days and you're going to meet a lot of people. You're going to see who belongs where and let's just say I don't sit at the popular table for lunch."

"So? I don't either. Is there a foreign exchange table?" I laughed, hoping he was kidding.

"No! You sit where you want; I'm just never invited. I don't mind--I wouldn't want to sit with them but you'll understand what I mean on Monday."

"So we can't do that anymore?"

"No."

"Not in a million years?" I looked at him confused,

"Uhh, no. But I'm hungry so let's go eat. Goolrick's sounds good to me."

"Where?"

"Go get the lovebirds and tell them to pack the car. You'll love it."

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Harry's Point of View

I really enjoyed last night but she's right. She shouldn't feel like a slut though; I should. I couldn't help it though, I like her a lot--and I shouldn't. For more than one reason.

L is for the way you look at me, O is for...

"Hello? Hey, I can't talk right now. I know you just got out of school but I'm about to take a shower, I'll call you later tonight." I sighed before speaking again, "I love you too."

Notes

Who's Harry talking to?
Are Harry and Alyssa really over?

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