Novel & Cerita Riley Freeman Grown Up

“You must have a lot of free time.” “Only for the people who matter,” Riley shot back, her eyes twinkling with faux innocence. And she didn’t know it yet, but the battleline had only just been drawn.

SUMMER CAMP WITH MY BROTHERS BESTFRIEND CHAPTER 1. Riley's POV The camp looked exactly the same as it did three years ago. Pine trees towering over wooden cabins, the lake shimmering in the afternoon sun, the smell of campfire smoke already drifting through the air. But I wasn't the same. I wasn't the awkward sixteen-year-old with braces and zero confidence anymore. I was nineteen now, fresh off my first year of college, and I'd finally figured out how to be comfortable in my own skin.

"Some things don't change." Riley laughed lightly and glanced at Emerson through her lashes. "I remember you used to push me into the pool every single summer." "I was eight," Emerson said flatly. "You were relentless." She smiled. "I kind of admired it." I stood near the kitchen doorway with a serving dish in my hands, watching the whole performance unfold. Emerson's jaw was tight throughout, his smile stretched thin and clearly costing him something. He answered when spoken to and offered nothing extra. Riley kept trying — small questions about Westfield, about his plans after graduation, about whether he still played soccer — and he gave her just enough to be polite and not one word more.

"He couldn't have been more than..." "Five." I nodded. "He used to hide behind Alicia whenever I visited." Ryan smiled. "And now?" "Now he's in Chicago, talking about internships and his future." I shook my head in disbelief. "When did he grow up?" Ryan leaned back in his chair. "I think that's how life works." "What do you mean?" "One day you look around and realize everyone has become older while you were busy living." His words settled somewhere deep inside me. --- After dinner, they decided to walk instead of heading straight home.

"Damon! Oh honey, look at you. Come in, come in. Riley's here too." I wiped my hands on a paper towel, suddenly hyper-aware of the old tank top and tiny cotton shorts I was wearing. Nothing special, just comfortable clothes for a lazy Saturday at home. But the way Damon's gaze slid over me made my skin heat up instantly. "Riley," he said, his voice lower and rougher than I remembered. A slow smile tugged at his mouth. "All grown up now, huh?" I forced a casual laugh, but my heart was already racing. "Yeah, well, six years will do that. Welcome home."

Adrian’s words were filled with hatred for the Xanders. Riley burst into tears at this very moment and said, “You must have had a tough time over the years, right? It’s good that you’re back now. It means that there’s still hope.” “You’re right.” Adrian nodded. Riley wiped her tears. She hesitated for a short while before saying, “We always yearned to grow up quickly when we were young, but we realized that life is full of frustration and despair when we became adults. “Adrian, I don’t know how I should tell you this but it puts me at ease to see that you’re well,” said Riley.

they chorused smiling and left. THREE YEARS ON The rest of the years passed peacefully with parties and get togethers. Riley has also grown into a lively and cute little girl who received lots of love from her parents and family. Will this happiness and peace continue forever? Keep reading to find out.

Riley could feel his eyes on her, though she couldn't see his expression. "Comforting," River repeated. Riley looked down at the water, watching as the ripples spread from where his fingers touched. "I grew up around dangerous men because of my father, so I guess I wanted to be with someone who wasn't dangerous." "So what does this saint Frank do for a living?" River asked, his tone almost patronizing. "An accountant." River scoffed. "An accountant? Sounds as exciting as watching paint dry." Riley spun around suddenly, making the water spill out. "Don't be mean!" She squealed.

He has changed a lot in the past six years. He was more muscular now and grown up. "Woah! Who would have thought that our dear little AT will grow up so much?" He shrieked and I rolled my eyes at him. "Do you still remember me?" He asked and I frowned, who will ever forget this clown. Riley's everyday crush, yuck!! He is twenty four now but he looks much older than his age. "AT!" He called loudly snapping his fingers in front of my face and I swatted his hand away my attention turned to Vander.

But later in her life, Riley realized life was much better when she was just 17 years old. Riley was born beautiful, thanks to her mom's genes. Whenever someone looks at her and sees her big brown eyes and lovely smile, they feel refreshed and involuntarily feel a connection with her. She was an intelligent student, too, so she was famous among the students for asking for academic help. Therefore, despite her worn-out clothes and calluses on her hands, she had a good relationship with other students. However, there was only one close friend in Riley's life. She was Kimberley. Kimberley had been her friend since middle school, and she honestly cared about Riley. Kimberley was also not from a