there for her when she needs me, always there for her when she wants someone who can really show her what passion is. Because someday when we make love, I’m certain I can and will rock her world.
I keep hoping and I know things are changing. I can feel it deep within my bones she’s changing.
So when I get a text from her a couple of days ago, I dropped everything to see her again.
Drew, Summer texted: How are you? I need some advice. Maybe you can help?
I texted back : How can I help?
I find out the next day after her text that USC has offered me a football scholarship, and even early admission with some conditions. The news couldn’t come at a better time. In fact, it’s the news I’ve been waiting for since I left Summer and Malibu at the end of summer. It tore my heart that I couldn’t stay with Summer, that I couldn’t be there physically for her right after Aunt Sookie’s death.
I never let anyone, not Mom, not Dad, not Nat or Rachel know my plans to come back to Malibu, to move there and hopefully be with Summer. It makes sense. I’ll move back and help out at the acting academy while I attend college at USC. But I had to get into USC, whether it is because of football or any other way. I was that determined. And it paid off.
USC granted me a scholarship and early admissions. Turns out I had enough AP credits from the year before and even this semester for a half a semester early graduation from high school. I didn’t know it, but someone had rigged it so that I had several extra credits to graduate early, and at first I thought it was Dad. What with him being a billionaire and his connections. But it doesn’t make sense. He would want me to stay in San Francisco for as long as he can so he can make sure I attend his Alma Mater Stanford, play professional football, and enter the family business. Not graduate early, traipse off to Southern California, attend another college besides Stanford, and spend my free time teaching acting at some acting school. Dad’s practical, and what I have planned, is not practical at all. No, it couldn’t be Dad’s hand in helping me graduate early and get settled into my college of choice early. It has to be someone else. But who?
Whoever helped me couldn’t have had better timing.
I had to admit I was going crazy in San Francisco. Busy with trying to get my grades top notch and getting references and everything needed to get that football scholarship to USC, but my mind and heart was here in Malibu. It has been hard leaving, especially when I left so many pieces of it here throughout the years, many of them with Summer. I couldn’t go back to being the way I was before last summer. Drew Donovan, football hero, the body, the one-night stand artist. Although I get looks and smiles from girls all the time, and they still come up to me to hand me their phone number, I just can’t go back to sleeping with them and have it not mean anything.
Rachel will be so proud of that, and I know she has Summer to thank for that. Because right now, the only girl I want to sleep with is Summer, and that means more than just a one night stand. It means forever.
It is the best thing that could have happened to me, and once I move to Southern California, I can spend more time with Summer, be there for her. Let her see that I’ve changed, that I’m the kind of guy she can be proud to be with and to lean on. I don’t know if I’d get that chance since she’s caught up in that whirlwind of glamour and celebrity that is Hollywood with Astor Fairway and all. But it doesn’t matter because sooner or later, she will see it, and she will see through that glamour and realize there isn’t anything special about Astor except for his celebrity.
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I don’t waste time. The very next day, I call Steven the pilot at Donovan Dynamics, to get us to Los Angeles for me to tour the USC Campus, and to see Summer. It’s a Thursday, and I tell Steven it’s an emergency since I have to be