Qrow And Summer Novels & Stories

I clicked on the notification to see what he had texted. Idiot Best Friend: As soon as we see each other at school I wanna know why you ditched me this summer!!! GrayGray: I didn't ditch you, I was just hanging out with someone this summer. Idiot Best Friend: Who??? GrayGray: Someone who I figured out wasn't even worth my time. Three dots popped up indicating he was typing. It did that for a couple of seconds. Then it stopped for a couple of seconds before the message was sent. Idiot Best Friend: WHO HURT YOU???!!!

“I’m fine, Summie… Honestly! I’m not hurt or even scarred for life. I’ll get over it, as I always do.” Just not tonight. Summer walked across her living room. Rowena had always thought the dark, dusky-rose carpet and the warm beige walls suited her friend to perfection. Only Summer could pull off this color scheme without it being too swanky. Her friend hit the switch on her stereo system just in time for Heath’s voice to fill the room. “Summie, I’d really rather not listen to his show tonight.” “Rowe, you know he was there, right? That he spent agonizing hours outside in the heat thinking he’d be responsible for your death?”

she replies, smiling. Oh, wow, that went better than I thought it would, “Promise? You aren’t just saying that?” I question, “Promise. We are on the same page.” She answers. I instantly relaxed, knowing we were thinking the same, for now, but there was a chance my recent thoughts would reappear, but I will just continue to fight them for the rest of our time because after the summer, we go back to our lives and possibly not see each other. “What do you want to do today?” I ask, “Or do you want to write some more?” I added.

her friend responded with sarcasm. “It just happened.” Qyla pointed her fingers at her face, which was filled with a frown. “That won’t work anymore. Do you think you can handle us with that kind of look?” Her friend looked around before moving closer to her.”Just because he’s Summer’s dad doesn’t mean you should marry him at that instant.”

Summer shook her head cutely. "You don't mind if your parents go on their honeymoon?" Brandon asked, curiously. Summer nodded. "Of course not. Newlyweds are supposed to go on honeymoon, like Uncle Cayden and Aunt Emily. Gerry and Merry too." "Really? You don't mind if Mommy and Daddy go on a trip together, while you stay at home?" Sky asked spontaneously. Summer blinked. "Oh? I'm not going too?" The adults immediately bit their lips to hold back their laughter. Meanwhile, River replied, "You can't, Summer. It's a honeymoon, not a vacation. Only the newlyweds will go. The presence of other people will only be a distraction for them."

"O-Of course. We're friends." Satisfied with my response, Bethany finally let go of my arm and followed me inside. I opened the door, but the office was pitch-black. "Dad, these are the friends I mentioned, the ones coming to work here for the summer," I said cautiously. Before I could introduce them, they pushed past me and crowded into the room. "Hello, Mr. Parker. We're here for the summer jobs. May I know what the pay is like? Is ten thousand dollars a month okay? Oh, and I'm not really into factory work. Can I get an office job instead?"