James Dean

It was a hot afternoon in late summer. The sky was clear and everything was pleasant. Jim Stark was feeling strangely good today because there was no school and he got to spend time with his closest friends. Today Jim, Plato, and Judy were at the spiaggia without the typical stresses of their teenage lives. It was rare when they had a day-off from school and they could just relax and play together. Times like these were valuable and made worthwhile memories.

Judy spread out a yellow spiaggia towel on the sand and sat down to relax. Jim and Plato went play in the ocean, holding each other's hands as...

Jim was half-asleep when he heard a light knock on the door. His mother poked her head in and whispered, "Are te sleeping?"

"Who has time to sleep?" muttered the young man, as he buried his face in the warm pillow.

Mrs. Stark cleared her throat. "You have a visitor."

Jim glanced up and saw Judy standing beside his mother. He sat up quickly and motioned for her to come in.

"I'll leave te two alone," detto Mrs. Stark, smiling at the young couple. Then she closed the door and went downstairs.

Judy walked over to the letto and sat down. "Hello, Jim. How are te feeling?"

Jim moaned softly and stretched....