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Sweet Summer Nights, Chapter Nine

“Your love, is a one in a million, It goes on and on and on” =Unknown PoV = 16 years of life

It was the day before the MTV Summer Festival, and Ben had published something on the web.

THE MTV SUMMER JAM FESTIVAL IN ONE DAY

Ben dragged Katherine and Victoria, begging them to read it. Victoria smiled, she’s never seen Ben so happy. “You seem happy, don’t you?” Victoria said. “Yeah! I finally get to prove to my father, I have a blogging career.” Ben smiled, Katherine and Victoria giggled. That’s when Katherine began thinking:

What are my summer goals?

<span style="font-size:15px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Later on that day, Clementine laid next to Danny, both were fully clothed, and just finished their make-out session, Clementine giggled, but there was a question she had to ask.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Hey...Danny?” Clementine played with Danny’s shirt, He looked at her. “Yes?” He said, “D-Do you like Katherine?” Clementine said, “Yes!” Danny smiled, Clementine’s eyes widened, “What?!” “She’s like my sister!” Danny smiled. Clementine’s eyes became normal again. “Oh…” Clementine sighed in relief.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">⇖⇗⇘⇙⇖⇗⇘⇙⇖⇗⇘⇙

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:right;"><span style="font-size:28px;font-family:'ShadowsIntoLight';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">At the MTV Summer Festival

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">You wanna play, you wanna stay, you wanna have it all

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">You started messing with my head until I hit a wall

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Maybe I should've known, maybe I should've known

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">That you would walk, you would walk out the door, hey!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Said we were done, then met someone and rubbed it in my face

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Cut to the part, she broke your heart, and then she ran away

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I guess you should've known, I guess you should've known

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">That I would talk, I would talk

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">But even if the stars and moon collide

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I never want you back into my life

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">You can take your words and all your lies

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Oh oh oh I really don't care

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Even if the stars and moon collide

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I never want you back into my life

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">You can take your words and all your lies

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Oh oh oh I really don't care

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Oh oh oh I really don't care

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Demi Lovato stood on stage, walking around happily, with the mic in her hand, singing her recently new song, Really Don’t Care. It made her happy to be performing in Los Angeles, That’s when someone yelled “Take 5!” Demi happily sighed, walking to the backstage, She saw her best friend, Selena Gomez, She was performing Slow Down at the festival, so she was nervous.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Hey!” Demi smiled. Selena looked at Demi, “Hey Dem…” Selena sighed, Demi looked at her sideways. “What’s wrong-” “-I’m nervous, Demi, It hasn’t happened to me before, But, I’m really nervous.” Selena said, Demi giggled, “It’s the little feelings you get a day before a performance, am I correct?” Demi smiled, Selena nodded, “Well, Selena, you just have to pray.” Demi smiled, pulling Selena into a hug.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">It's after midnight

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">And she's on your phone

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Saying come over

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Cause she's all alone

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I could tell it was your ex

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">By your tone

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Why is she calling now

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">After so long

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Josh glared at Victoria, who was texting Jessica, smiling happily, Josh walks over to her, snatching the phone away from Victoria. “I thought I told you to stay AWAY from Jessica?” Josh glared. “I don’t have to listen to you, Joshua.” Victoria glared. “Oh really? How would mom and dad feel about having a daughter as a lesbian, You know, they’re against gay rights. Dad would be heartbroken if the found out his princess, flipped her preference, and we all know what mom would do.” Josh smirked, evilly must I add. A part of Victoria wanted to cry, and another part slapped the holy water, if there was any, out of Josh.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“This isn’t over, until I say it’s over. I’ll call them right now and admit, I am a lesbian, and proud.” Victoria growled, Josh smiled, “Then, do it. They’re waiting.” Josh handing the phone back to her. Victoria looked at her phone, sighing, She didn’t want to do it. She didn’t want to come out to her parents, Plus with her father’s business to think about, and her mother’s fashion career that can take off any minute. Victoria just couldn’t come out. “What’s the matter, Family’s gotten to ya?” Josh smirked, “I can see why mom and dad hate you. You’re just a little scumbag that can’t behave properly.” Victoria slaps Josh.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Boy You Know You Make Me Float

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Boy You Really Get Me High

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I Feel Like I'm On Dope

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Cause You

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">You Serve Me On A Regular

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Boy We Need To Tie This Rope

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Before We Drift Any Deeper

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">There Now Hold Me Close

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Boy Let's Take This Overboard Now

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Jessica sighs and begins to look at pictures of Danny, “It’s not fair...It’s not fair. I should go talk to him right now.” Jessica slammed her Teen Vogue magazine on her desk, walking to Danny’s room.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Jessica knocks on Danny’s door, Only for it to open. She sees Clementine and Danny laying together on Danny’s bed. “Yes, Jessica?” Danny asked. “I just needed to talk to you but...I see you’re busy…” Jessica sighed, Clementine looks at Danny. “I should go…” Clementine says, getting up, brushing past Jessica. “So, what’d you need to talk to me about?” Danny sat up.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Um...It’s about Clementine…” Jessica sat next to Danny. “...What about her?” Danny said, staring at Jessica. “Well, I know, I’m not your girlfriend and all but…..” Jessica sighed, “But?” “I don’t like how she thinks the relationship is all about her when you’re in the relationship too! You know how she accused you of sleeping with me? She didn’t talk to you for days and you even took it to extreme level...But, She just expects you to talk to her after she apologized! It’s not fair Danny-” “...So, you’re saying you don’t approve of us?” “No! That’s not what I’m saying...Look...I just...Oh...It’s hard! I don’t know what to tell you!” Jessica said. She was rambling on and on about the ‘Danentine’ relationship but Danny cuts her off. “Our relationship is fine, so stay out of it.” Danny says, “No it is not!” “What makes you say that? You’ve only been in Canada for a year. You don’t know Clementine like I do.” Danny sighed.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">But does she love you like you do… <span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Jessica thought, She sighs and leaves Danny’s room.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">If you could see

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">That I'm the one

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Who understands you.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Been here all along.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">So, why can't you see—

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">You belong with me,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Comfortaa;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">You belong with me?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“So, you’re telling me you love Danny?” Katherine plopped on her bed, Jessica sat across from her. “Yes! And you know Clementine more than I do!” Jessica said. “So, what do you want exactly?” Katherine asked. “I want you- Nevermind…” Jessica said. She was nervous, she didn’t even know why exactly. “Look, I’m on no one’s side. But, I suggest you find someone that’s worth fighting for, you know? Like how you and Clementine are right now for Danny!” Katherine smiles, “Someone like who?” Jessica questioned. “Someone who loves you.” Katherine answered.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Someone who loves me...like who… <span style="font-size:15px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Jessica thought, she sighed once again.