Summer Reading Challenge Novels & Stories

Summer felt like she was struck by something. She suddenly had no strength and lay on the seat motionlessly. "It's over, I can't do this." "Come on, is it really that bad? It's just one more day," Gale asked. "One day, 24 hours, 440 minutes, 86,400 seconds." Summer counted on her fingers. "They say that time drags, but one more day feels like an extra year to me! Do you think it's easy?"

The entire summer went by before our senior year started like any of the other summers I have experienced, probably because all it usually includes is me drowning myself in the depths of an amazingly written book, going to the gym and training for the swimming season for school. All while Madi is out there setting the latest summer trends, having fun with her girls – Chloe Valentine, organising bonfires on the beach for sunset and having boys gawk at her and girls wanting to be her. We are honestly two opposite sides of the same coin. She is warm and sunny, while I'm cold and gloomy – that's probably why I'm drawn to the water, like a moth to a red hot flame.

"Are you okay? Like for real, okay?" Aiden nodded, sucking in a breath of salty air and releasing it with a sigh. "I think so. Or at least, I will be. You've given me a lot to think about. Thanks for symbolically smacking me upside the head." Jessie gave her a half smirk at that, then looped her arm through Aiden's once more. "Anytime, Bestie." "Now that my dicey love life is out of the way, Mitch suggested I float this to you. What do you think about having the wedding here at my place this summer? Right on the beach…"

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.

Then, I tied a rope to a belt and looped it around his waist. Theo looked at me, completely puzzled. I responded, "Today, you ate two bags of potato chips, a cup of ice cream, a pack of fruit leather, two pieces of chocolate, and a slice of cheesecake. "Mommy's already done the calculations for you, and you won't be able to burn off all these extra calories just by taking an evening stroll. So, I have decided that we will have a very fun, loving, and exciting family activity instead!"

Bella dashed to the door and placed two umbrellas next to it, while I walked over and zipped up her school bag for her. A gentle breeze swept past the window, carrying the rich, malty scent of fresh bread from the streets below. Somewhere out there, spring was quietly blooming. The world outside our door was silent and vast. We weren't waiting for anyone to come and take us home anymore. We had found our own way.

What do normal people do when they come to Crete for a summer vacation? They probably post photos on I*******m with captions like "Sun, sea, sand #blessed," sip ouzo in the evenings, smash plates, and just soak up that effortless island vibe. And what am I doing? I’m covering my ears with my hands, counting prime numbers backward in my head, and trying not to lose my absolute mind. I am in a literal marathon to stay sane.

Things were going to be very tight from July through September, and I was going to have a crew of very unhappy teenagers on my hands. The summer months were the ones the kids looked forward to the most. All of a sudden all the activities weren’t reduced to only being indoors. They had free reign of the yard out back where, admittedly, there was still a lot of work to be done, but where they were free to split into small groups or sit in solitude in the shade with one of the books from the library I’d built last year. The shelter had some connections to local libraries and used book stores that often donated some of their duplicates to my inventory.

Summer The beautiful city of Seattle presents to you two best friends Alex and Taylor who have been best friends since kindergarten and always spend their summer together but this time around what are they going to do for summer? Alex loves camping and Taylor has no choice but to go along with whatever her best friend decides on what they will be doing for the summer. Taylor's house is opposite Alex's house, they have a spot where they see each other by the window on the balcony. Alex heads over there with his phone texting Taylor "Hey what you are doing, I think we should go camping this summer, it will be fun we get to meet new people, make new friends, and most of all we'll be spending it