The Greatest Summer

It was the summer I graduated. People always say that college is the
greatest time of their life. For me it was then. I had just turn 18 I
was going to graduate and I met a girl who was electric. I couldn't
have beat it.


In high school I was I guess you could call me one of the
stoners. I was stoned as much as I could possible be.I wouldn't have
had it either way though. My friends were loyal and I don't think I
could have ever had better friends then the ones I had in high school.
We were stoners but we were god damn proud of it and we were proud of
getting in fights with all the rich kids as much as we could. I mean
those guys were some jerks. The only thing they cared about was if your
family had money which most of my friends parents didn't. I actually
was from a pretty well to do family which I was embarassed to admit
around my friends. Now that I look back though they didn't really care
just like I didn't care that they didn't have any money. Money is not
what friendship is about.


One of my best friends at the time dropped out of high
school. He was a great guy up until he started drinking heavily. When
he would get drunk he would try to fight everybody even his closest
friends.I got it the worst just because I was his best friend. He would
punch me tackle me to the ground he even spit in my face once. I would
never fight him though because I really cared about him. Our senior
year he was dating a girl named Mary. They broke up at the begining of
the year because he treated her like shit. Close to the time I was
going to graduate I ran into Mary. Me and my friend weren't talking. He
was drinking all the time and I just couldn't be around the negativity.
Anyway one thing lead to another and we ended up hooking up. I felt
horrible that I was doing this to my best friend but their was
something there that was undeniable. We had this electricity and I
never could match it again in my life.


So me and Mary started to go out and for the most part all my
friends understood why and nobody really had a problem with it. We had
this thing that we called senior skip day. We skipped the friday before
memorial day weekend so that we would have a four day weekend. I went
camping with Mary and some of our other friends. We went to this
beatiful place in Michigan which is where I'm from. It was a great
weekend we laid out drank beer did drugs and had sex. When I got back
from that weekend I was two days from graduation. Graduation was a
great thing for one I was done with high school. For the other thing I
was finally a man. Graduatuion night was another great night. Went to a
party with a beatiful girl on my arm and had all the confidence in the
world.


That summer I was working at a day camp which was one of my
faveriote jobs. Mary was working at a dry cleaners and we hung out
almost every night. It was an amazing time I never had a bad night and
there was always something going on.My friends were even getting a
little envious at me which wasn't anything serious and I hate to admit
it but it was something I was kind of proud of. I liked that people
looked at me and said that he's got shit going for him . It was a time
that was great but anything that is that great will never last. The
thing is I didn't see it coming.


Mary one day called me up and said that we had to talk. I
knew that it couldn't be a good thing.So we met up but she wouldn't
tell me what she wanted to talk about. We ended up going to a movie and
through out the whole movie I couldn't stop thinking about what she was
going to tell me. So finally after the movie in the car I told her that
I wasn't driving until she told me what was up. So she told me that she
thought we should take a break. She also mentioned something about it
not being about another guy but right when she said that I knew it was.
Anyway we hung out a few times after that which were really akward. A
couple days later I heard she was dating some other
guy.


I was really hurt through the rest of summer and fall. But
you know I wouldn't ever go back and change it. We had something
special at least in my mind. From the day I found out she had a knew
boyfriend I never held a grudge. She was a huge part in the greatest
summer I ever had, how could I hold a grudge?