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I went inside the house and looked for the cat. He was on the windowsill. I said goodbye to him and gave him a hug. I grabbed my bags and hoodie and went down the steps and out the front door. I put my stuff in the back of my grandmother’s car and waited for Erin and Nichole. They came out and I could hear her mom saying goodbye and I love you’s. They came down the steps and waved before they got off of their porch. They walked over to me and put all of their bags in the trunk.
We walked up the driveway and onto the deck where my grandmother was.
“There here, and we are ready.” I said as I walked over to my mom.
“Okay-dokey. I will start the car.” She said and she turned and walked towards her car.
I walked up to my mom and gave her a big hug and a kiss. Then I walked to Tad and gave him a hug and then to Cinnamon and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Then I walked up the yard to where Tad was.
“I love you buddy. I will be back soon. Bye.” And I gave him a huge hug. And then walked down the steps to Erin and Nichole. “I love you!” I yelled and got three in return. We walked down the steps and down the driveway and into my grandma’s car.
All three of us sat in the backseat. It was silent for a while. Nichole brought out her cell and texted me something. We all texted one other because we hated not being able to talk to each other when we were sitting right next to each other. Yes that might sound weird but it’s easier than silence.
The ride was only supposed to be a half hour to forty-five minutes but it felt like an hour and forty-five minutes. My grandma kept glancing at us in the mirror but didn’t say anything until we were almost there.
“What are you girl’s names?” she asked Erin and Nichole.
“I’m Erin, and that’s my sister Nichole.” Erin replied for them both.
“Well, nice to meet you both. I’m Barbara. You can call me grandma if you want.” She smiled and kept driving.
After a few minutes she asked “Have you ever swam in a lake? Or fished?”
“No we have a pool in our back yard.” Nichole said bluntly.
“Well you won’t be able to say that by the time you leave.” She said and winked in the mirror. I knew it was for me. I’ve fished and swam in the lake before and I love it. I’m not good at fishing and I don’t like to take the fish off the hook or put the worms on them, but I do enjoy it. Swimming in the lake is AMAZING. I’ve had so much fun in past summers at Harvey’s Lake.
Ever since my grandparents moved here when I was little, we come out with my cousins and swim, and take boat rides at least once a week during summer.
“You two will love Bob. He’s my husband. He’s the candy eatin’, boat ridin’, fishin’ best grandpa around.” She said. They smiled and I looked at them both. They had that look like ‘I’m nervous...’
“Yeah, I love grandpa. He’s so funny and nice.” I said. And in text I wrote. He’s the best, and you two will very much enjoy him. ;)
I looked around and knew where we were. We were almost there. I pointed out the window at the lake. Boats were going around and jet skis. You could see people swimming and tubing. We all looked at the lake. I smiled, knowing that they would enjoy it. We passed the little country store and then made the slight turn and kept going around the lake. I could see the dock and we had about five minutes to go. I pointed it out across the lake. They looked and smiled. It had a blue slide, a boat house, and a pontoon boat on the other side of the dock, there was a jumping spot and a roof top that you could sit on.
As we went around the turning road, getting closer to the house, I thought to myself, summer vacation had just begun. My grandma turned into the driveway and parked the car. We all got out and got our bags form the trunk. My grandma pointed toward the door and we all went in.
The house was a small ranch style house, with big bay windows in the front that leads to a porch and then a hallway. There was a kitchen straight ahead and our rooms and the bathroom was off of another hallway to our right. The kitchen, dining room, and living room all circled and met up with the hallway by the front door. My grandpa wasn’t home yet, so we went to the spare bedroom and laid our bags on the floor and waited for him to arrive.
I heard them both sigh and I looked at them. “Our summer just began.” I said, and smiled. They both smiled back and shook their heads in a agreement.
“Summer is going to be great!” Nichole stated and stood up and jumped. Then fell back on the bed.
“I agree! And I’m excited!” Erin stated laying her head against Nichole’s shoulder.
“Secret handshake?” I suggested. We all got up and one by one, did our secret handshake to one another.
“To summer!” We all screamed as we shook each other’s ankles completing the handshake.



Chapter 3

Ding dong! Ding dong! The bell in the front room went off as my grandpa Bob came in the house. I got up off of the bed and darted towards the door. I jumped over the step and attacked my grandpa. I hugged him and he squeezed back.
“I’ve missed you.” I told him in a loud voice that echoed through the house. IN the few seconds of silence I could hear footsteps coming towards us.
“I’ve missed you too.” He said just as loud, smiling. “How’s that mother of yours?”
“Good, missing you and grandma, but good.” I smiled and gave him another hug and then turned around. “Grandpa, this is Erin and this is Nichole. They are my friends that I’m going on vacation with this summer.” I said as I pointed to them and smiled.
“Well hi there. I’m Bob and you will have a blast here.” He said as he gave them each individual smiles and walked past and down the hall.
“Yeah, so that’s my grandpa.” I smiled and they did in return.
“He seems really nice.” Nichole said as she broke the awkward silence.
“Yeah...” Erin agreed and she walked toward our room and we both followed.
We walked to the spare room and I grabbed my flip-flops from my suitcase and put them on. I walked down the hall toward the kitchen to tell my grandma and grandpa that we were going to the dock for a bit.
“Where are you going?” Erin asked as she struggled to put her shoes on.
“To the dock. Go tell Nichole.” I told her. Then she ran down the hall to get Nichole. I waved to my grandparents and yelled that we were going down to the lake as I headed to the porch. A few moments later they were by my side and we were walking down the front lawn. We had to pause at the road because a bunch of trucks and cars were going by. So when they stopped and let us cross we ran and laughed when we got to the other side.
The air by the water was colder than by the house. We walked down the steps to get to the dock. As I stepped foot on the dock a flash of good memories fluttered over me. I just stood there while Erin and Nichole walked past me to scout out the dock. I finally snapped out of it and ran up to them. We stood on the edge of the dock, staring down at the pond. The water was clear and I could see the tire on the bottom and some fish coming up towards the surface looking for food. We walked onward, looking at the boat, and inside the shed where we catch fish. Then I showed them the sliding bored and the roof top. I stared at the water and so did they. I knew this summer would be wonderful. All of a sudden the water started to ripple and I glanced up to the sky, getting wet on my cheek. I realized it was starting to rain and at Harvey’s Lake; it rained hard and got heavy quick. So we got up and ran up the docks stairs and by the road, waiting for the cars to let us cross. It felt like forever as we covered our heads with our arms and finally crossed the busy road and into the house.
As we flew open the door the smell of fresh fruit and pancakes flew in our faces. Mmmmm I thought. My grandpa made the best pancakes. We walked to the kitchen and my grandma wavered for us to sit down. I sat at the chair next to my grandpa, and Erin and Nichole sat next to me and my grandma. We waited for my grandpa to bring us over our plates. First were grandma, then Nichole and Erin then me and grandpa. It looked delicious! Two light, fluffy pancakes with very light cream cheese in between with freshly picked strawberries and blueberries with a cup of water. Grandpa always took care of his guests like family. I could tell that the berries were previously picked because I found a few sticks on the counter when I put the dishes in the sink.
“Thank you for dinner grandpa it was AMAZING!” I said picking up everyone’s empty cups and plates and bringing them to the sink to wash.
“Thank you. I thought you’d like it.” He smiled and pushed his chair out and looked towards the girls. “How did you like it?” he asked.
“Very well, thank you very much.” Erin said in a very polite manor.
“I really liked the touch of cream cheese.” Nichole added and smiled in return.
“Good.” My grandpa answered and got up to stretch. “I will be in my office. I have some paper work to be done by Sunday when everyone comes over.” He walked away and into his office.
“Girls, what would you like to do? It’s six o’clock so you have until 10. The games are on the porch and the remote is in the T.V. cabinet. I will be in my room reading.” She grabbed her reading glasses from off of the counter and headed for her room.
“Well… What do you want to do?” I asked as I slouched into my chair.
“We could read, play a game, watch a movie or T.V…” Erin suggested looking around the room boredly.
“I want to watch T.V. I’m super tired.” She got up and headed to the living room, plopping herself on the couch with one foot hanging off the arm of the couch and the other against the back. We both shrugged and followed.
Looking for something to watch took a long time because they had like no channels. Finally we found ABC family. A Pretty Little Liar marathon was on until midnight. We all sat intensely watching as we were astounded by the things that were happening. Although we all knew what was going to happen next because we’ve seen them like four times.
It was exactly ten o’clock and we heard footsteps coming down
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