Summer Turner
Summer had poured few details out on the table for Flint because she really didn't have that much to talk about. Since they last saw each other last year, her whole entire summer was consumed with Bliss and Felix. It was weird to still have to put their names together as more than just Bliss and Felix, now it was like the whole thing meant something. Just saying their names together got her mind somewhere she felt it shouldn't go because a different person came out when the thought that her own sister had stolen the one guy she practically loved. Those feelings were long gone because of the way the relationship with the two mentioned were just thrown in her face. And then of course, she had visited her mom's burial ground like she did every summer because she didn't have time during the school year. Bliss had always went with her, but this year was different. She had decided to skip out, so she could go somewhere with Felix.
Summer felt that was the breaking point of their sisterly bond that had been so strong through the years, but now that the boy they both equally liked had picked his match Summer no longer cared to share her secrets with Bliss. Of course, this was when Summer began to wonder over the other guys on campus and immediately went to Flint. At first this was just to piss Bliss off, but when Flint was mentioned to Bliss as an option for Summer; Bliss was overjoyed at the idea that they could all hang out again like last year. That maybe Summer would warm up to Justin, which that wasn't even an option in Summer's book. She then realized that Justin was best friends with both Bliss and Flint, so she'd make some kind of effort. Crap, why did she let her mind wondered like this. She let her gaze meet with Flint's, giving him a reassuring smile. "Sorry, thoughts running wild." She said as she crossed her legs under the small table feeling her foot rub against Flint's leg. "And sorry for that." She said as she gave up on crossing her legs and returned to the position with her feet directly under her chair.
She was curious what had been on Flint's mind, so once he began to speak she felt herself repeating every word in her head, analyzing what this could be leading to. 'So I was originally going to stay with Justin over the summer again, you know, like we had planned. Only the day before school got out, Teek brought me a letter from my parents, saying that my dad--' His dad. That was as far as he had gotten when he went off into a conversation with Sir Jacen. Summer didn't bother listening to their discussion as her mind came up with some crazy ideas why his dad as involved in the story. His dad must be wanting to fix things. She was certain that was it, but then another one came to thought. No, he's probably forcing Flint to choose between magic and them. She rolled her eyes because she knew Flint would pick magic after everything his parents did to him over the years.
Once Flint's attention seemed to be back Summer, she blocked out the thoughts and prepared herself for which of her ideas were true. What came next was not expected at all? 'I spent the summer at home because my dad's got brain cancer. Late stages of it. He wanted to see me for a few months before...well, you know...' Frozen is the best word to describe the feeling that now trapped Summer in her own body. She couldn't move. She couldn't feel. She couldn't speak. She needed to do something, but she couldn't. Get yourself together! He needs you. She felt her mind screaming. She didn't know how it happened, but she felt her hands on top of Flint's. She let her thumb trace the side of his as she tried to get the words together that were best for this situation. She didn't want to ask details because she didn't want to know.
She had went through this once with her own mother, but back then it was unexpected. She was glad she didn't have to sit and think about when the day would come. "I'm so sorry, Flint." She said in stride as she somehow managed to appear beside Flint with her arms around him. It was like every movement was a blur until it was finished. "I'm so sorry." She said as she pushed back his hair, giving him a soft kiss on his forehead before kneeling beside him. "How long does he have?" She didn't want the details, but she would learn every detail as long as it meant Flint was getting it off his chest. "Is there anything we can do?" She said we because she had made an unspoken pact to be beside him through it all.