The Summer I Turned Pretty Wattpad Novels & Stories

Carly asked, once she was able to speak again having finished with her flirtatious laughter. “I haven’t before, but I’m thinking about going out for it this year,” he replied with a crooked grin that sent Carly reeling. Why hadn’t Beth ever noticed before just how attractive he was? Surely, it wasn’t the strength he’d gained from his new medication that had brought on all of these changes. Had he grown a few inches already this summer? Added some muscle? Had the sunshine and fresh air he’d been getting on his evening walks improved his skin tone and lightened his hair? Or had she just been completely blind to what was right in front of her? “You should totally go out for it,” Amber said, her

“Oh no— the laundry!” I rush out, barefoot and panicked, slipping slightly on the wet floor as I dash toward the clothesline. The thin summer shirts are already soaked, clinging to the wire like heavy leaves. “Aish, seriously…” I muttered, pulling them down one by one, droplets sliding down my arms and face like tears I don’t have time to cry. -o0o-

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.

You spent years preparing for the no and what you found on the other side was of course, in the casual tone of a man for whom your wanting something was the most natural fact available. She would not spend another summer on the preparing. She had too many summers left. End of chapter 53

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧ I’ve been restless for a while now, constantly glancing at my phone. I’m waiting for Summer to message me and let me know if she has succeeded in borrowing Poppy from her parents. She didn’t want any of us—Love, Hope, or myself—to go with her, thinking it might make it even harder for Poppy to be allowed out. She always jokes with Hope, calling him the ultimate jinx. And since Aunt Baby is out of the country, Summer’s doing this on her own. Aunt Baby and Chloe left for Singapore just the other day.

SUMMER'S POV I didn’t go home. After Kingsley stormed out of the club, leaving me shaking in that dim hallway, I couldn’t face George’s questions or Clyde’s worried eyes. I texted Amanda instead. She didn’t ask me for details, she just opened her tiny apartment door, handed me a blanket, and let me crash on her couch. I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kingsley’s hurt face, heard his harsh words echoing in my head; You’re gullible, Summer. Dangerously gullible. Or maybe you just enjoy destroying yourself. Which is it?”

Caitlin stood before the door to her new apartment, staring, and suddenly realized where she was. She had no idea how she got there. The last thing she remembered, she’d been in the alley. Somehow, she’d got herself back home. She remembered, though, every second of what happened in that alleyway. She tried to erase it from her mind, but couldn’t. She looked down at her arms and hands, expecting to see them look different—but they were normal. Just as they had always been. The rage had swept through her, transforming her, then had just as quickly left.

Not pulling away from me like I was something to run from. My eyes were wet. And mean. Both at once. Summer and I had been through so much to end because of this. Because of him. “Hate me? You do, don’t you? I can see it.” “Come on, Summer.” She leaned closer. I could feel her trying to fix it—to fix me. I’d always loved it when she did that. “You hate me because I won’t let you save me. Jake Dylan, the hero: Summer Peterson, the helpless damsel in distress who won’t let the hero play hero.”

Arya We only have a week left of being at the cabin before we need to go back to our real lives. My book is nearly done! Which is amazing! It usually takes me longer to write, but I think this one was easier because of the experiences I’ve had this summer.

Timmy said. "Are you done here? If you are, then leave," I calmly said. Jessica's face became pale, then flushed red. "You can't get back at me like this just because I turned you down! Business is business, and you can't force love! I'm never going to throw myself at you just to get some investment funding! I hope you can tell the difference and just sign!" "Nice speech! Really nice!" I said as I clapped slowly. I honestly did not know just how shameless Jessica could be.