All Summer Long

All Summer Long

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Ari: Hi! So, there's a few things you need to know about me and my best friend.....We are kinda, crazy. Not like, dye our hair pink crazy, or, wear two patterns at the same time crazy...but like, go scuba diving without your oxygen tank crazy. And not because you just want to be wacko, but because you totally forgot. Or, going skydiving, but forgetting you parachute. Again, not because you want to do something stupid, but simply because you forgot. I know what your thinking, these girls are just mentally "special" and I totally agree, well, I'm not, but she defiantly is. We met in first grade. She gave me her Oreos, and I liked her immediately because I LOVE Oreos, like words can't express the love I have for them. This is our little tale....Scratch that, this is our BIG tale.  Alex: Sooo....You probably just read my best friend's little thingy, well, don't believe any of it. She is the one who is "special" if you know what I mean. I'm the responsible one that keeps her out of trouble, and yes, I was kind enough to give her MY Oreos because I'm just that kind of person....Simple amazing. Annnywho, sometimes we get mistaken for twins. Ari: Don't believe that, we don't get mistaken for twins because, ugh. Just read the book already. You'll love it. I know it.... Alex: Better do it soon before she starts crying, trust me, not a pretty sight.... Ari: Shut up Alexandra... Alex: Shut up...Whatever your real name is... Ari: *face palms ***** ps this was written in 2015 when i was 13 (THIRTEEN) year old.....YIKES read at your own risk ***** only republishing so dearest sister Peyton can laugh xox
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"I don't know what kind of girl you think I am Greg" I mumbled. I was not the kind of girl who slept with guys on a whim. I wanted him, but not enough to abandon all reason. He took a step toward me, ignored my narrowed eyes and wrapped his arms around me. I wriggled and tried to pull away, but he only held me tighter. His face was impossibly close to me, expression serene to my fury. I could feel him already, pressing into my stomach. Fear shot through me, but the anticipation was equal. "I know exactly what kind of girl you are Maddy... that's the problem" He said simply. His lips crashed into mine, tasting every inch of me. I wanted more than anything to pull away, leave and never mention this again.... but I couldn't do it. The feel of him naked, warm and muscular against me rendered me speechless. I couldn't explain it, but our bodies seemed to fit together somehow and the anger I'd felt just a minute ago. That firey anger at him invading my privacy was gradually merging with the previous lust from last night. Now all I felt was an all consuming need for him to touch me. ....................................................................... Maddy Reynolds' life is a mess. Her best friend's brother Greg has just died and her two best friends Mel and Dom aren't speaking to each other. She has no one to talk to about her confusing feelings towards Greg or why Mel is so distant. Then at the funeral, she becomes friends with Tom Winter by pure chance and he seems to be the only one who understands her. And yet.... even he is keeping secrets from her. The sort of secrets that have the power to change everything. Maddy now has to decide to trust him or find out the truth on her own. Things would have been a whole lot simpler if she'd chosen the latter.

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