Bad Summer People Novels & Stories

“I thought that moving across the country, I would be able to start over and leave my shitty past behind. I thought that for once, people would judge me for me and, you know, how I treated them without the stains of my past. Well, it turns out that if people don’t know your past, they’ll just make one up for you and make assumptions based on that. It literally does not matter what you do or who you are as a person. I’m starting to think I would have been better off in New York with the pity stares and stigma.” “Aw kiddo. Are we talking about people, or one person in particular?” I don’t answer. “So one person then. A boy?” I still don’t answer. “Well, whoever he is must be two things. One: v

” Summer ~”I will cut your fucking tongue out if you call me crazy again. Aaron ~”Somehow I believe that you will.” Summer ~”Are we going to do it?” Allan ~”You four idiots are fucking crazy.” SMACK Allan ~”Fuck, is this damn bitch crazy.” Summer ~”Did you not hear what is going to happen if someone calls me fucking crazy?” Devan ~”Fuck I like this Summer.” Matson ~”She is fucking bad ass.” Aaron ~“Do encourage her.” Summer ~”Baby I am just having fun.”

You don’t stay at the top by being nice; you stay there by knowing where the bodies are buried. I pulled my phone from my pocket, scrolling through the group chat from the party last weekend. The "Inner Circle" chat. Most of the guys on the team are idiots, easily bought with a keg and a few laughs, but they talk. Oh, they talk so much when they’ve had a few drinks. There it was. A thread from Saturday night. “Bet you five hundred he can’t get the Good Girl to miss a mid-term.” “Make it a thousand and he has to get her to the homecoming bonfire.”

"We. Are. Not. Busy." Why don't I feel so frickin' lucky? Should I just call in sick? That sounds like... it's never gonna work. I guess I'm gonna have to survive. It's just an outfit. I'm gonna be just fine. --- 7 minutes later (Imagine in SpongeBob's narrator's voice) I am NOT OKAY. The fuck is this?!.. "So.. do you like it? 'Cause I think it's pretty hot," she said, giggling. "Yeah, Brit, you really outdone yourself this time," Matt said, complementing her.

Laura "Can you please turn the music off? It's so annoying." I blurted out, sneaking a glance at the driver. Grandfather's father driver was just like him, depressing as hell. He had been driving the car so fast even after telling him to slow down. Above that, he played some bedtime 1980s music like I want to know what love is, I'm on fire, put some sugar on me and now the careless whisper. Like what the heck? Where was his mannerism?

I had a bad feeling and was afraid, but after everything that she had done for me, I wanted to support her on her birthday. We celebrated Lisa’s birthday at the club. The club wasn’t far from Lisa’s condo. It was packed with people, and the music was really loud—it wasn’t a place I wanted to be. Lisa and her friends were enjoying but I wasn’t feeling so good, I knew that something bad was about to happen to me. I wanted to join Lisa and her friends on the dance floor but got stopped by the incoming call from Ms Jones. I had to take her call just to let her know that I was fine and to make sure that she was okay. I went outside and stood a few steps from the entrance, but I couldn’t take her

she added laughing quietly. “Well, Bald Tom is throwing a fit because you’ve rendered another one of his fighters useless. Asking for some sort of compensation” she said and Sia grabbed the bag on the table before dropping it over her shoulders and walking to the skinny woman. “Useless? He should be grateful I didn’t send them to the King of heaven” Sia spat snatching the pile of dollars in her hands and walking out of the room. Despite far from the boxing ring, her ears were still greeted with the screams and shouts of the boxing ring.

steve_ui: hi itsmecristy: hi steve_ui: now what? Mea grimaced. What was this guy’s problem? He came chatting first and had no idea where to go. She showed her phone to Renee and she just smiled awkwardly while blocking the guy. “Yeah, guys like that exist, and they’re a pain,” Renee said, which was obvious for Mea that she was speaking from experience. “Just block them,” she advised and went back to chatting and smiling like an idiot on her phone. Mea scrolled on her screen and picked a chat that already has a topic. She wouldn’t want another awkward guy asking her what’s next.

"You've got the rest of your life to be annoying? Can you take a day off? You'd think it's your full time job." "Your attitude is absolutely disgusting."she gasped. "So is your personality, but you don't hear me complaining about it." I replied. I'm Amelia Black. The daughter of Collin and Maria Black. I'm what the people call the "Bad Girl". They started calling me that so I started becoming that. My reputation started because of what happened in my past and ever since then people won't even give me a chance to explain myself. I didn't believe I would ever meet someone who would see past my bad reputation, until I met him...

Bad Idea Count 1: Agreeing to study with Alexander. Moments Before The Disaster: Alexander got the energy drinks and we both downed one can before beginning. We were pumped and energized and we got to business. Everything was going well and we read for a full hour and a half and then we decided to take a break. We both decided to vote on what we would do with our twenty-minute break. I suggested we just listen to music, but Alexander suggested that we watched reruns of Love Island for twenty minutes. Now, that was the beginning of the disaster.