Novel & Cerita The Summer I Turned Pretty Book 1 Summary

Brianna’s little hands grasp ours like we're a family. “Alright, Bri,” I start, holding the book out in front of us. “What story are we reading tonight?” “The princess and the frog!” she declares, eyes sparkling. Kevin groans dramatically. “You always read that!” I smirk, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “How dare you complain about such a masterpiece?” As I read, I exaggerate voices, making Kevin act as a cute frog, Brianna squeals in delight, clutching her blanket tighter when I narrate the part where Tiana becomes a frog too.

So Proserpina moves on to the next row, then the next one, and the next one, on and on until she was literally kneeling like a child on the floor when she finally comes across a book third to the last on the bottom row in between a skinny book and leather bound one; the book was silver-gray, small and light in her hands and the cover seemed to have some sort of glossy material in it as it twinkled when she turned it here and there… ‘Kind of a child’s storybook,’ she noted. The book was almost as big as her palm and seemed to have pages as what one would expect from a novelette. She carefully opens it up to the first page–not wanting to have a repeat of another destroyed book because a destro

Penelope, as I read on her badge, said. She had pretty hazel eyes, and I could swear her natural hair was brunette. Her teeth seemed artificial, too, and from her statement, I could tell she had difficulty pronouncing some words. Summer waved the book she had snatched from me and said. "She's not anything like us and will never be. She belongs to the trash." I scowled and yanked the book out of her hand. "I'll be waiting for you in the car if you'll excuse me," I gave her a tight-lipped smile and walked away.

"Claude, it was my fault in the past, and I'm sorry! I know you're the one who understands me the most! I really can't lose this company! Please, I'm begging you!" Jessica suddenly dropped to her knees and grabbed my leg, pleading desperately. "Just leave," My voice stayed cold as Cecilia and I kept walking. "You two shameless people won't end well! Cecilia, you're nothing but a witch, and you and that dog Claude are a perfect match! A witch with a dog!" Jessica turned on us in an instant.

“Oh, sure. I think they’re pretty complete” I took the notebook before she could finish handing it over and flipped through it slowly. Her handwriting was neat. Annoyingly neat. Little doodles of flowers in the margins. I felt my lip curl. “Wow. You actually understood all this?” I flipped to a random page and read aloud in a mocking tone. “‘Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?’ Cute. You know that’s about someone hot, right? Not whatever sad little fantasy you’ve got going on in here.”

She will definitely be a star beside me tonight. "You are really the best, Elise! You turned a pauper into a princess." I tapped Elise's shoulder. I can't help but smile. Yvee is so beautiful tonight. "And you, my little fairy, let's hurry up. The cameras are waiting for us." I grabbed Yvee's hand and walked outside. "Just smile when everyone is looking at you. Don't talk so you could keep your peaceful life after this. You get it?" I turned to her while I was driving. She is still not talking to me after her transformation. "Is something making you uncomfortable?" I asked her.

“What is this?” “This was outside on the table.” Janet looked confused still, but tore opened the envelope in a rush out of curiosity. The note inside read “I miss you and congratulations. I am so proud of you” That was all the note said. She looked around knowing the handwriting, but it couldn’t be. Her heart flipped over as new hope began to spark in her eyes. The Sex Doctor was in full bloom and her new life had just begun.

Befriending Mabel seemed a very good idea at first but as Devlin found out, it was harder than it looked. Although he continued giving her flowers and chocolates, she still seemed wary of him. On the day of their promised date, he gave her the book she wanted longingly. She was hesitant at first but when Devlin reminded her that it might not be available again as it was a bestseller, she accepted it graciously by giving him a peck on the cheek which made Devlin’s day. As it was still summer and too hot outside, he took her to the new Al Reem Mall. As they sat in a glass paned balcony overlooking the sea, he asked her what was bothering him for a long time.

Her legs gave out, and she collapsed into her chair like her bones had been removed. My aunt shrieked and fainted on the spot. My uncle scrambled to hold her up, pressing her philtrum to revive her. “Impossible! You cheated! You must’ve cheated! Tell me!” “Look at you, completely losing it. How could I cheat? I’m just a bookworm, remember?” Though it was true that I was a bookworm, my friends weren’t. While I studied abroad, I’d taken on some ghost-writing jobs to survive. That was how I met Annie.

A conflict between a doctor and a patient would make the news. When I finally made it back to my room, I patted my chest in relief, silently praising my own quick thinking for the crisis avoided. Then, a soft scoff came from the doorway, snapping me back to reality. I turned around. Willow was leaning against the doorframe, and Autumn stood beside her, looking utterly confused. I gave an awkward smile. “Autumn, I’ll walk you back.” Willow coaxed the little girl gently. I sat on the edge of the bed, bored, waiting for her to return after sending Autumn back.