Just a Summer Romance by Ann M Martin

Author:Ann M Martin [Martin, Ann M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-4532-9800-8
Publisher: Open Road Media Teen & Tween
Published: 2014-03-19T15:47:00+00:00

Chapter Two

IT WAS A GOOD thing that Mel decided not to sit around and wait for Justin to call or write. Almost two weeks went by, and she didn’t hear from him. She reminded herself about the summer romance. And she reminded herself that she and Justin honestly liked each other. That was a comforting thought when doubts set in. Maybe a clean break was the best way to end things. Justin had been right. It would be too difficult to see each other now that school had started.

Besides, Mel thought, there were some cute boys at BHS; there were even some cute boys in the freshman class. P.J. Perkins, for instance. Of course, he wasn’t as cute as Justin, but he was nice. At any rate, he was taller than Mel.

Mel finished her homework and flopped on her bed. She looked around her room. She liked her room, even though it was very different from Diana’s and from her other friends’. Their rooms were modern, furnished in high tech with brightly painted walls and furniture.

Mel’s was old-fashioned. Her furniture was from her grandmother’s house—heavy and dark and antique. The wallpaper was a pattern of tiny yellow and pink roses between narrow green stripes. On her walls were framed pictures. Mel didn’t like posters. She supposed she was old-fashioned, which was why she was sitting around waiting to hear from Justin.

“This is ridiculous,” Mel said aloud, and stood up. “I am not going to moon over Justin.”

She left her room and walked down the hall, passing Timmy in his room playing with his computer, and Dee in her room, doing her homework. She trotted down the stairs, past her parents in the living room (Mr. Braderman reading, Mrs. Braderman paying the bills) and went into the den to watch television.

Mel, however, was not a big TV watcher and had no idea what was on. She started to channel-hop but was overwhelmed by the cable box and its thirty-six channels.

“Mom?” she called. “Does today’s paper have a TV section in it?”

“I don’t know, hon. Look for the TV Guide. It’s in there somewhere, probably buried under the magazines.”

“Okay. Thanks.” Mel began pawing through the stack of magazines on the table next to her. Her parents subscribed to practically everything in the world: Newsweek, Ms., Psychology Today, Good Housekeeping, the New Yorker. At last she found the TV Guide. She started to flip through it, then checked the date. Last week’s. Mel tossed it aside.

Immediately she snatched it up again. What was that ad she had seen? She opened to the center of the magazine, held it closer, and stared at it. Parading across the two-page advertisement were the actors and actresses who were going to be featured in the new fall shows.

And right in the middle of the crowd was Justin!

At least, Mel thought it was Justin. A curly-haired boy with big eyes smiled at her from the left-hand page.

I’m going crazy, Mel told herself. I’m starting to imagine Justin. That could be any curly-headed, dark-eyed, freckle-faced boy…couldn’t it? It was so hard to tell.

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