Summer Is Over Meme Novels & Stories

It feels like the first week of summer all over again where we hosted this Welcome party. Now we're hosting another, and this time it's a send-off party. The kind of gathering where we say goodbyes to the friends we made over the holidays. I overhear a couple promising each other to call and text everyday, some breaking up because they can't commit to a long distance relationship. I can't even find Noah anywhere, and I'm nervous about how we'll end up after this summer. I don't want to be remembered as some random girl he hooked up with during a summer vacation in Hawaii. Yes, I want to be remembered, but not that way.

Checks the time 'Sh*t it's already six thirty'. Summer had begun and all of the neighborhood kids took advantage of every bit of daylight that shined. As soon as the sun come up you could hear the ATV's rummble from inside the house. Blacking out her windows to get some sleep during the daylight hours had done its job but there was nothing she could do about the noise disturbing her rest. She remembered what it was like to be a child. Carefree. Happy. Endless summer days with friends. That isn't something she dared ruin for them. Besides her salted caramel java monster would pep her up in no time.

I looked up, and under the shade of the trees, he stood quietly—tall and composed—but his face was hidden in shadow. It was summer, and the cicadas buzzed noisily in the background. It suddenly brought me back to the end of the video I had seen in the theater. He had been sitting there, hands clenched tightly together, saying, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.” Even now, I couldn’t forget those words. So, I answered him, “Because someone wants me to be happy.”

Remy (whisper against my neck): “Still not letting go, storm queen.” I kiss the coyote fang at his throat. Celeste: “Good. Because I’m keeping all of you. The lake can cry about it.” Above us, the stars rearrange themselves into one quiet sentence written in light: SUMMER ISN’T OVER YET. Eleven days left. We’re just getting started.

His face was all pout, and my heart flipped. “God, he’s such a menace,” I muttered. Summer leaned over to peek. “Damn. That man is weaponized. How do you say no to that face?” “I don’t,” I admitted shamelessly. *** The next morning, Summer had already left by the time I woke up, but she’d left a note: He’s probably already outside waiting for you. Wear sunscreen, bitch. – S

Nothing but the rose scent to remain. * "Summer break’s over; I can't wait to go back to school," Alex sighed, head thrown back against the couch back. "Well, it was gonna end eventually. Everything good must come to an end after all. Plus we're seniors now so show a bit of enthusiasm," Josh said, shrugging in the process.

"I want you to do this one thing, Adonis. It is...you should forget me, once this camp is over." I look at him confused, not understanding what he meant. "I mean, you should never tell anyone about me, even your best friend. You should just forget you met me. No Theodore Reigns attended this camp." For some reason, I suddenly feel something in my chest. I should forget him after this camp? And we are never going to meet again after this camp is over? "Adonis, you'll forget this, won't you?" He asks.

Spring Break Adventures in Florida The Florida sun was high, and the laughter of tourists filled the air as Sade walked down Main Street in Magic Kingdom with Isla, Madison, Eric, Marcus, and her parents. The energy was electric, but Sade’s focus wasn’t entirely on the magic of Disney—it was on her phone. Every few minutes, her screen lit up with a new notification: Marco: “Look at this meme. Doesn’t this remind you of Dre? 😂” Sade:

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???!!!

My surprise had just turned into a mistake I couldn’t undo. Way to go, Summer.