Summer

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(A/N) The pic up top is summer but with longer hair with rainbow colors at the end.

This is her shorts.

Her hoodie

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Her hoodie. I edited it a bit.

Summers part-

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Summers part-

I watched a family barbecue and people eating popsicles fast because of me, I decided I would be really hot today. I'm a Summer sprit. That's the funny thing- my name is Summer. I always wear an oversized hoodie. It was tie die with light pink. It had 'believe' on it in big, bold, black letters. I also wore jean, light blue shorts. I have light green eyes with dirty blonde hair that was down to my hips. At the tips of my hair their were rainbow colorings. I didn't wear any shoes either. But no one saw that because no one saw me. It's like I'm invisible-no I am invisible. I sat down on the porch railing. I watched a kid eat a burger.

"Good huh?" I said but like always I got no response. I let out a small sigh. This is how it's been for 301 hundred years. Well I only look 17 but I don't really age so....

I flout up, off the porch and on to the burning hot side walk, well not to me at least. I don't feel heat or cold. I'm always pretty warm. The cold doesn't effect me and I can't get any hotter.

I've tried everything and no one sees me. Why was I chose to be like this. It made no sense. It kinda was hard to trust in the moon when he doesn't talk to me. He only gave me my name.

I put up my hood and float off into an ally way. I suddenly hear an

"Ow!"

"Who's there?" I ask. Getting in an fighting pose. Suddenly a boy with all white hair, icy blue eyes and pale skin comes out with a sort of staff? He seemed to be my age. His eyes widened when he sees me.

(A/N) the pictures are all found on safari unless I say other wise.

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