Summer Reading Challenge Novels & Stories

I had a replay of the entire day as I lay in bed. Recalling first day of school, I can barely wait for the school year to be over. Everyone was talking about their summer break, what they did, the parties they attended, their many love interests and so on. Their experiences made my summer holiday look lame. While they spent time at the beach, I spent mine hiking muddy trails. While they were getting their hair and nails done, I was getting kids to go to bed. They were having the time of their life while I dewormed dogs at the pet clinic. I enjoyed Eastern Springs Campout but after listening to everyone recount their summer experiences, I really hoped no one would ask me what I did over the s

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.

Fifteen minutes had never flown by so fast. Just as Lily and I were finally catching our breath under the shade of an old tree, the call came for all students to gather at the river for our next challenge. I stretched my arms overhead while faintly feeling the pressure in my shoulders from the earlier basecamp building, but I wasn't complaining.

“By the way, Lou... do you have any plans today?” “Not sure yet, Ma. Why?” I replied, mouth half-full. Mama gave me a look. “I just think you should go out. Don’t you get bored staying home all day? It’s your summer break, Lou. You should be out making memories, not slowly turning into a houseplant.” I chukled. “Ma, I literally just went out yesterday, remember?” “Yeah, and where did you go? The coffee shop. You ate, came home, and that was it. That doesn’t count. Don’t you have plans with your friends?”

“Totally thrives on this. Loves every second.” I nod. “Yep. And Josh… well, he’s chaos incarnate.” We both laugh softly, glancing at the boys and then back at Gavin, noticing the subtle way he shifts his weight, always quietly aware, letting the antics play out around him. “And that,” Gemma whispers, grinning, “is why summer will never be boring with this crew.” I chuckle, letting the thought settle in. “Never boring… definitely not.” Eben stretches dramatically, still dripping, and grins. “By the way… bonfire tonight. Full-on chaos. Fire, drinks, music—the works. Don’t worry, it’s going to be wild.”

She looked up, caught me smiling, and smiled. That was it. That was the moment I was done for. Twenty one years old and this is what my life had become. Locked in my room on the first week of summer, curtains drawn, laptop open, completely feral over a woman I could never have. Dad was at work. Laura was somewhere in the house being loud about it. And Nicole was always the problem.

Need to get what I can from her so I can pass this goddamn test and keep my father from destroying my life. I grab my chemistry textbook, my laptop with all the PDFs the teacher sent, and my notebook that has approximately three pages of terrible notes from the past month. Then I wait. Summer said she needed to freshen up first. So I sit on my bed, scrolling through I*******m to kill time. Notifications flood my screen. Comments on my latest post from the game yesterday. *You're so hot 🔥* *Marry me Crew* *Best player at Blackwood 😍*

TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT IN THIS CHAPTER Juniper Summer was always my favorite season. Some people complained summer is too hot, or too humid, but I loved the feel of the sun shining down on me, loved being able to spend my entire day hanging out in and around the stream, and loved having an ice-cold lemonade at the hottest part of the day. While it was technically not summer yet — the solstice was still several weeks away — the temperature was hot enough for me to claim it was summer.

Summer Camp, A boy in blue jeans and a brown hoodie was sitting on the rock near the riverside, completely focused on the book he was reading while other children were enjoying themselves with their friends or involved in the activities assigned to them by their teachers. But he was sitting away from the crowd and his ocean blue eyes were busy reading the content of the book, flipping to the next pages when a group of kids of his age group appeared beside him and started to mock him. “Hey, why are you so boring? Come play with us.” They said, removing the cap of the hoodie from his head and his dark brown hair shined in the sunlight. The boy ignored them and continued to read, but his classm

I utter with a disappointed sigh and a disapproving stare, "are you truly willing to use your one and only Challenge Card of the year on something so trivial? Come on, I thought you had better judgment than that." This infamous Challenge Card Avery and I devised was both the most ridiculous and the most ingenious idea we'd ever conceived. Each year, just as back then, we bestow one another with a single, intangible Challenge Card, permitting either of us to challenge the other in any matter not involving criminal activities. The challenge can be issued at any time, and if the challenged party refuses, they must undertake the challenge. "The tradition began towards the end of fifth grade, our