It was finally June.

The official 'summer' was just around the corner. Temperatures were heating up, the rare day flirting with actual discomfort. The sun was staying out longer and longer, the influx of bikinis and ice cream cones silently entering the daily fashion. And Corey Boone was absolutely thrilled.

Through the month of May he'd ticked the days away on a small calender at the arcade, his excitement growing with each new tick from his glittery red pen. It was like he was back in highschool again, watching the clock and calender with baited breath as summer drew ever closer. 'Do you know what today is!?' had become a fixture of his vocabulary lately. And today was finally that magical day he'd been waiting so impatiently for!

With the exception of a few schools that had thrown in a handful of emergancy days to make up for those missed and of course the poor saps stuck in summer school, School was out for summer (Well for him technically school was out forever, had been for about eight summers now)

No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers dirty looks. Yeah yeah!

Why was Corey so utterly excited for the date, considering he'd graduated and abandoned any school halls almost half a decade before? Well M O N E Y of course.

Summer meant extended summer hours at Electric Dreamz. Summer meant children flocking to his arcade for hours and hours on every day of the week, not just the weekend. No school or homework to distract their time. A safe haven of cool air conditioning by the sweltering days of July and August.

Air conditioning was a necessary expense, he'd figured out early on. It was a cost that quickly returned itself in profit. The reprieve from the heat was enough to make people hesitant to return to it any sooner than they needed to, which often made a 'quick dip' into the arcade a multiple hour one. And the cool freshly circulated air left the place smelling like sugar and popcorn instead of the sweat and funk that some smaller and cheaper arcades often reeked of on warm days. And when it smelled like food, people bought food. Businessman 101.

If anything, he was even more excited for summer now then he'd ever been as a student. He could taste the sweet sweet profit already. Not to mention the view would soon get a lot nicer. Miniskirts and shorty shorts, low dipped shirts and tank tops. Sure his female patrons were largely underage, but as long as he didn't touch admiring was more than okay. Encouraged even, so he thought, just not if you leered rudely.

Singing the words of the classic Alice Cooper song, Corey fiddled with his keys, opening the arcade and flipping the brand new sign dictating the new summer hours. He had so many plans. There was so much potential.

Laser tag sleep ins, game tournaments, and even the new mini golf course that was rattling in the back of his head. Who knew if he'd be able to set the plans in motion and get construction done before summer was over. But Corey was a dreamer.. a shoot for the stars sort. And this summer, if he had anything to do with it, was going to rock!