heard my response. It was
almost as though she was reliving the memory of us meeting.
"She was so quiet and her nose was constantly stuck in a book. One
day I got fed up and finally threw her book in the lake. She got
pissed off and threw my flip-flops in. We screamed at one another
for a while then ended up laughing about the whole situation." Anya
explained before facing forward. "You've come a long way my young
grasshopper."
I laughed at her silliness, Anya brought out the best or shall I
say worse in me. Her wild and crazy personality broke me out of my
shell at camp. She practically forced me to be her friend; I didn't
have much choice in the matter. Looking over at Tristan as I
giggled, it seemed like his eyes lit up, like he was happy. If it's
even possible for his gray eyes to get lighter, then they
did.
Maybe he finds Anya to be funny too. All the guys seem to be
attracted to her, who could blame them? She's gorgeous and
outgoing. "So that's where you disappear to every summer." Tristan
said more as a statement than a question. "Music camp huh? You play
an instrument?"
Whoa...whoa...whoa. What does he mean that's where I disappear to
every summer? It shocked the hell out of me that he even noticed I
was gone during the summer. As far as I knew nobody missed me
during the time I was gone. Heck, I don't even think my parents
would realize I was missing for the entire summer if it wasn't that
they had to pay for camp!
I nodded my head to answer his question, suddenly feeling really
weird. Why all of a sudden has Tristan taken interest in me of all
people? Is this some sort of sick game or bet that he and his
friends have going on? I began developing an uneasy feeling in the
pit of my belly.
"Piano, violin, and guitar." I mumbled quietly. What? I had a lot
of time on my hands with not having many friends...plus my parents
made me take lessons.
"Uh-uh-uh." Anya teased. "Don't leave out the fact that you're a
kick ass singer too." 'Oh hush up and mind your
business' is what I felt like saying to her. Instead I
just pasted a fake smile and turned back out to face the window. I
hate when someone knows you can sing, first thing out their mouth
is 'Sing me something'...ugh no!
"Wow, that's hot. You girls in a band?" Luke asked turning around
in his seat to glance back at me.
Something about this caused Tristan's entire body to tense up
including his jaw, resulting in me staring at him strangely. Maybe
it was the fact that Luke said our talents were hot? Tristan
probably didn't want me getting the wrong idea that the popular
guys thought nerd girl was in any way cool.
Luke was probably just saying it to get a reaction out of me. Sorry
to disappoint you boys, I'm not one of your fellow groupies. I sure
as heck wasn't going to become obsessed after hanging out with them
once and start following them around like a crazed fan, just
because they paid me a compliment. Sure I thought they were good
looking dudes, but that's as far as it goes. Nothing good will come
out of me thinking we're in any way shape or form...friends.
"I'm an ok vocalist. She's the real star of camp." I affirmed while
sticking my tongue out childishly at Anya, who was staring at me in
the rearview. "Anya's lead vocalist and guitar player in a band." I
said innocently.
She's probably going to kill me as soon as we arrive at the beach
and get out the car. Anya's a closet rockstar; she doesn't like
many people knowing her business. Anya has her select group of
friends at her school in Rockport. She doesn’t get along with too
many people because her straight forward, tell them like it is
attitude caused them to think she's bitchy. She's far from it, just
a tough exterior. Deep down inside she's a real softy. Shh, don't
tell her I told you, she’d kick my butt. She'll be a senior this
year too.
Just as I said that, she pulled into a parking spot at the beach.
Crap, I should prepare to die now. Either that or try and run for
my life. As you all know