If only things were that simple. If only this summer was different like you expected.

You and Belly were sisters, close ones to. But one thing that started majority, if not all, of the fights you had was your shared likening for Jeremiah Fisher. Those energetic blue eyes, his wide handsome smile, and brown curly hair was the exact reason you and belly fought. You had both excepted the fact that you would never stop fighting, so you decided to let Jeremiah choose. One night, at the annual bonfire which marked the start of summer, you saw Jeremiah take belly by the hand and drag her out of sight. You followed from a distance, of course. Curious to see what they were up to. You had expected it to be trouble but instead, you found them kissing. They were both into it too. And you couldn’t help but let the tears fall as you turned to leave. Heartbroken.