Katlyn Duncan - This Summer

I shake my head. Lily can be a drama queen sometimes. “What’s up?”

He shoves his hands into his pockets, avoiding eye contact. This was that weird place exes went to, but I promised myself throughout my vacation that we’d make this work over the summer. “I called you.”

“I know, I got home late.”

His gaze flicks towards the room then back to me. “I wanted to tell you before you found out…”

“Found out what? Are you okay?” I don't want him to think that we can't make this work.

“I’m fine. I just—”

Ethan and Daisy come through the door, his arm around her shoulders. “Hey Carter!” he says, nodding in our direction.

“Hey,” Carter says, deflated.

They enter the meeting room and I turn back to Carter. “It’s fine,” I say, just as he says, “I need to tell you something.”

I press my lips together, hoping that he won’t ask for us to get back together, as some of his earlier texts suggested.

“I spoke with your Dad,” he says. “And—” he pulls his fingers through his hair, nervously. “I took another position.”

I stare at him. “What?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “I can’t work with you and not,” he pauses and continues in a low voice, “be with you.”

My mouth goes dry and I have to force the words through my lips. “What do you mean?”

“Remember when Justin Hardy broke his leg at Katie’s house?”

I take a deep breath. “Yes? What does that have to do with camp ?”

He leans in. “He lost his position at the pool because he won’t recover until at least the middle of the summer. And with me working at the pool two years ago, it worked out. I give you the space you want and I won’t have to want you, like, every second we’re together.” He tucks my hair behind my ear, just like he always used to.

I almost lean into his hand. The familiarity of his touch makes me pause. I can’t fall back into this. “So you just quit the camp?”

“I’ll technically be working with the campers, just not as a counselor. Come on Hadley, you were the one to break it off.”

I raise my fists at him. “We both did!”

“ You suggested it.”

I touch my temples. This is not happening. “This isn’t high school anymore, Carter. We’re leaving in the fall. Whether we break up now or then, we’re still going to break up.”

He steps away from me, his hand falling to his side. “I can’t be friends with you. Not when I’ll be with you for eight hours a day. It’s not fair—”

“But you said—”

“I know what I said. But if we’re breaking up, we need to break up. I’m not really friends with my exes.”

I shake my head, wishing I could understand where he's coming from. “I can’t believe this,” I say, my mind spinning. The summer was planned out so perfectly and in one second it came crashing down.

“I just wanted to tell you so you wouldn’t be surprised.”

I shake my head, backing away from him. “Thanks, I really appreciate it.”

“Don’t be like that,” he says, almost pleading.

“I’m fine. Really. Have fun at the pool.” I turn towards the room, my eyes burning with unshed tears. The one person I counted on for an entire year made my summer crash and burn in minutes.

I enter the room, thankful that not many people have shown up yet. Lily is in front of a table at the far corner, talking with Tyler, only recently a rotating regular in our group of friends. Lily cackles about something Tyler says but when she sees me, her expression turns serious.

I can’t deal with questions so I plaster on a smile and walk to them. “Hey Tyler,” I give him a one-armed hug. His arm wraps around my waist and stays there.

Lily’s eyes dart to the door then back to me. I shake my head slightly. Not now.

“Did you have fun on the cruise?” Tyler asks.

How could Carter do this? And where would Dad have found a replacement? At the very least he could have warned me last night. My throat constricts as I calculate the number of people in the room. With the last minute change in plans he has to pick someone who is already trained. I rack my brain thinking of who else was at the training.

Tyler clears his throat. “Sounds fun.”

I force a laugh. “Sorry. I’m just a bit distracted right now. I’m going to see if my Dad needs any help.” And if he has any more surprises for me today.

“I’ll come with!” Lily offers. No doubt she wants more information about what happened with Carter. I don’t have the energy to argue.

The door opens and Dad steps into the room. A herd of others come in right behind him and filter through the rows of chairs to their seats. Carter is the last to enter the room and I turn around, bumping into Lily to get the furthest seat from him. I can’t even look at him.

“Welcome staff!” Dad says. A few of the returning lifeguards cat-call him and Lily offers a loud whistle. “I’m so glad you are all here, and on time,” he eyes the stragglers who came in after him. But his smile quickly returns and as much as I’m pissed at him, I can’t help but smile.

“I hope you are hungry because there is more than enough food to go around.” His green eyes widen as he takes in the group. “Before we start orientation I’d like for the pool staff to head into the other room with Head Guard, Heath, for your assignments while I partner up the counselors.” He runs down the names of the pool staff.

Daisy and Ethan stand from their seats along with a few others I recognize from the training we had during spring break. As much as the two groups work together at the camp, the counselors and pool staff form strong bonds within their groups during the summer.

Carter’s name is called and he slinks out of the room. I don’t look up even though I can feel him looking at me.

“Uh.” Lily slaps my arm.

“Yup,” I say, heat prickling my neck. “So did I.” I glance around the room and note that someone is missing. Each age group is co-ed which warrants a male and female counselor. And without Carter in the room, I’m the odd man out. Fantastic .

With a few minutes to process the situation, and with Carter out of sight, I make a promise that even he can’t ruin the summer for me. I’ll make it fantastic with whoever I’m paired with.

Dad continues. “As for the rest of you,” his eyes are on his clipboard, as if he hasn’t memorized the list already, “I’m going to call your assignments.”

He’s halfway down the list and hasn’t mentioned my name yet. I sink further into my chair and try to act happy when I hear Lily’s assignment with Aiden, the elusive mid-year transfer to our high school. He floated among the groups at school not picking one, but he was the shiny eye candy for most of the girls. And by the glint in Lily’s eyes, I can tell she's happy with the pairing.

The door to the meeting room opens and Dad’s eyes flick up.

“Are you happy?” I ask Lily.

She turns to me smiling, but her eyes lift to something behind me, and her jaw goes slack. She grabs my arm and squeezes.

“Ow,” I say.

“Looks like we’re all here now,” Dad says.

I meet Lily’s eyes, nearly popping out of their sockets. “What is wrong with you?” I turn to the newcomer, and all of the pieces fall together.

I take in the apparition in the doorway. My breathing slows and I blink a few times, my mind not quite believing who is only a few feet away from me. In a few steps I could touch the person who shattered my heart into a million pieces nearly two years ago.

My previous next door neighbor, Will Carson, looks the same, but different. His boyish face is a golden brown and the lines are more pronounced. His hair is shorter than I remember, barely touching the tips of his ears. My fingers numb knowing what the strands feel like. Or what they used to. He was thin as a boy, his strength coming in the later years of our friendship. But now his lithe muscles are tight. His chest fills the black t-shirt in a way that elicits a shiver down my spine.