So Long Summer Novels & Stories

Nobody is going to come to me. Talking about me, my name is Theodore Reigns. I'm 16, about to enter Junior year in two months when the school reopens after summer break. But to be honest, right now I think it's highly unlikely cause I'm here attending this three day Art camp for next year's senior students, that too in disguise as Elena Griffin, Eastwood's best artist, and so if I get caught, I guess I won't have to go to school again.

The grass was cool beneath us, damp with dew, and the crickets were finally beginning to quiet down now that dawn was on its way. We had sobered up by now, and should have been in bed. But sleep seemed too far away for any of us; just one last night like this, one last summer as college students before we started our senior year. And then, we would be leaving this world behind and starting our new lives: as adults with full-time jobs and bills and real responsibilities. And those moments in the utility closet would become nothing but a distant memory for me. “I can’t believe summer is already over,” Tina sighed, one arm propped behind her head.

The amount of compliments Summer gets it just makes my heart swell for Cody. Luna is with Ben now, they’re talking about getting engaged and she has decided that she will stay in Austin when Cody finally goes back to Minnesota at the end of this year, when his contract is up. It will mean plenty of flying for us all to ensure that Summer can still be with both parents and Cody has decided to keep on the ranch and Ben will manage it for him in his absence. It’ll be lovely to always have our first home together to come back to, but I am excited in just ten months to go back to Minnesota and be closer to my folks and the restaurant which I am itching to get back to.

“Mhm,” Summer nodded. “My archaeology studies will take at least three years. After that, I’ll think about whether I want to move here for real.” “You’re not going back to Lanford?” Clara asked again. Summer felt melancholy at the mention of Lanford. “I will only go back to pay my respects to Nathan on his death anniversary and also when my child needs me.” Her only ties in Lanford were Nathan and Hayden. Selling her shares was the best proof that she wanted to leave Lanford.

Later, I bought my dad's favorite little cake and went back to the cemetery one more time. I set the cake in front of his grave. I crouched down and gently wiped the dust off his photo. Spring had come. A small patch of grass had grown up beside the headstone. When the wind blew, the blades swayed gently. I looked at my dad's face in the photo and said softly, "Dad... they're all gone now. The people who hurt you. The people who pushed you. They're all gone. I'm going to live well for you from now on."

A man like Frank did not deserve it at all. … After a full day of exhaustion, Summer did not know how she managed to swallow that dry, hard bun. Nor did she know how she forced down that bowl of cold water. By the time she returned to the basement, Dora, Fiona, and Mrs. Mendes had already gone back. The instant Summer stepped inside, a basin of water was dumped over her head. Splash. She had been outside on the phone with Frank for a long time, and the cold wind had already drained every bit of warmth from her body.

“He left these for you. Whether you read them or not is your choice.” After a long silence, my hands trembled slightly as I opened the envelope. I had expected pages of words, but the will contained only one request a few short lines. He had donated all of his blood to me. “Summer, you once said that if I ever betrayed you, you’d make sure I would never see you again. Now, it seems we truly will never meet again. Since you hate me so much, then you’d better live a long life.” Tears began to blur my vision.

"I was never your man Sam..please stop with your delusions." It was how his words were harsh, but somehow, his voice was so collected they sounded like silent jabs. But she did get the message, she turned around to leave, looking back one more time and then coming back for her egg rolls before disappearing out of the doors. I wiped off an imaginary sweat from my brows. " At this point I am sure you know everyone I met here this summer" I joked. " I probably do. We all went to the same high school and even though we are all based in different parts of the world now, summer is still held at Malibu. Always at Malibu. It's like a tradition.

They might even slander me. However, I was unwilling to accept it. I hated them. Over the years, I desperately tried to convince myself to let go, and I thought I had. However, when I saw them again, I realized how much I hated Greyson and Elise, even to the point of madness. How could I let go? I brushed the snow away from the grave, my gaze falling on the sprouting buds beside it. I whispered, "Kelly, I won't be coming here anymore. We both have to move on, okay?"

Summer Love. I didn't think the summer part mattered. Sure we did fall in love during the summer. That doesn't mean I didn't expect it to last past that. It didn't matter to me that he was Nathan Kalis's school-bad boy. To me, he was just Nathan. The man couldn't go more than ten minutes before demanding a kiss. Who always wanted me to cuddle into him. And who loved listening to me read my books out loud.