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Hey there kiddo(:

My name is Christa and Im 13<3
So basically, this profile is just for my story, Summer Boy!
My other profile is xxocheerbabe423, which I strongly suggest you check out(;

So I guess thats it!
Enjoy<333

  1. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    November 23, 2010 5:56pm UTC
    Sorry Guys, but I really hate my story now. It sucks. So I'm gonna stop writing it. Ya'll can leave all the hate comments you want, but I'm done.
    Sorry, and thanks to anyone who read it at all♥

  2. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    October 27, 2010 3:01pm UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [17]
    "ALANA!" Mickey yelled. Alana turned her head around to face us and Mickey started to wave.
    I grabbed Mickey's shoulders and brought her face close to mine. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked, watching as Alana got out of the water and started to make her way over to us. Mickey rolled her eyes and answered, "You have to confront your problems. You have to rid your body of all the toxic hate clouding you spirit."
    Did I mention Mickey is very New Age?
    "Well that's awesome Mickey, but this girl almost broke my boyfriend and I up. How do I talk to her without strangling her first?"
    "Think Zen. WWGD? What would Ghandi do?"
    I was considering strangling Mickey when Alana arrived.
    "Hi Alana! I love your bikini," Mickey lied. She hates sequins even more than I do, and Mickey only wears pink in October, for breast cancer.
    "Hey Mick! I love yours too," Alana said. This seemed sincere, and why shouldn't it? Mickey was wearing a black and white tie-dyed string bikini that did an awful job of covering up her boobs. But it actually looked good on Mickey, rather than slutty.
    Mickey looked over at me. "Jules," she said sternly, sounding like my mom, "say hi to Alana."
    "Hi."
    "I like your bathing suit," she tried, seeming sincere once again. She and Mickey must've already discussed this evil plan of theirs.
    "Thanks. I hate yours," I replied honestly.
    She smiled thinly. "Mm, well, I seem to recall you having a bathing suit identical to this one freshman year."
    This was going to be a long day.
    Again, sorry it's so short!!! Running low on ideas! Comment if you have any!!!!!!!!!!!!

  3. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    October 25, 2010 9:13pm UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [16]
    Two weeks later, Mickey and I went to Misquamicut. Ryan was at football camp for the week since he was going out for the football team at school in September.
    When Mickey and I got there at around noon, we found a perfect spot and laid out our blanket. Mickey put on about a pound of sunscreen (she, for some reason, enjoyed being so pale) and pulled put a magazine, while I slathered on some tanning oil and flipped over on my stomach. I undid my bikini top so I wouldn't get a tan line, closed my eyes, and popped in my ear buds, feeling myself drift off.
    After what felt like only five minutes but was probably at least two hours, Mickey woke me up extremely roughly.
    I grabbed my bikini strings and sat up, pushing my sunglasses up on my head.
    "Mickey, this is my only day to relax, because tomorrow I start cheerleading. So please, leave me alone."
    She shook her head and pointed a finger out towards the water. I followed her finger to see Alana Morrissey floating in the water, wearing a hideous pink sequined bikini.
    "No effing way," I nearly whispered.
    Sorry it's so short!!! Gotta go to bed(:

  4. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    October 24, 2010 12:24am UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [15]
    When I woke up the next morning, there was one new text on my phone from Ryan. One. And there was nothing on Facebook. As mad and hurt and upset and heartbroken as I was, I read the text.
    I'm coming over at 2 to explain. No buts.
    I glanced over at the clock and saw that it was almost two. I didn't even care. I didn't want to hear his excuses, but I guess I couldn't stop him.
    I took a look in the mirror to see how bad I looked. My hair was all tangled and my eye makeup was smeared all across my face.
    Defeated, I climbed back into my bed, wrapping the covers tight around me.
    Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.
    I heard my mom yell up to me, "Jules, honey, Ryan's here!" When I didn't respond, I heard him coming up the stairs. I pulled the covers over my head, not wanting to see him.
    I heard the door creak open and I heard Ryan walking into the room.
    "Jules."
    I lifted the covers back just enough that I could see him. He looked tired, and his eyes were a little swollen looking, like he'd been crying. Which was ridiculous. Guys didn't cry over girls.
    "Ryan," I countered, sitting up.
    "Look, Jules, you don't know what happened last night."
    I shrugged and crossed my arms. "So why don't you tell me?"
    He sighed and looked down at his Supras. "I'm not gonna lie. I noticed Alana as soon as you did, and I thought she was hot. And when you left to dance with Mickey, she started talking to me. I couldn't hear her, and she told me it'd be easier to hear her in one of those private area things in the back. I agreed to go with her because, we had been having an actual conversation and I wanted to continue it. Not because she was hot or because I wanted to be with her, just because liked talking to her. Anyway's, as soon as we get back there, she literally fell on top of me and started to kiss me. I kept pushing her off, but she kept trying, literally pulling me back in. I swear Jules, I didn't want her to kiss me. I didn't want any of that. And I miss you Jules. I miss falling asleep texting you and I miss holding you. I hate seeing you push me away and I hate seeing you cry, but most of all I hate myself for making you cry."
    I didn't say anything. I was really just trying to soak it all in. Did I belive him? I wasn't sure.
    I started to cry and when I wiped away the first tear that fell, I saw that it had make up in it.
    Ryan noticed I was crying and came over to me. Seeing I wasn't going to push him away, he sat down next to me on the bed and put his arms around me. I leaned against him, letting the tears fall. Ryan wiped a few of them away, and I sighed.
    "Okay," I said, wiping my cheeks with the back of my hands. "I believe you. But I swear to God Ryan, if I ever see you that close to another girl I swear I will-"
    He cut me off with the most passionate kiss of my life.

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    October 18, 2010 3:48pm UTC
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  6. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    October 18, 2010 3:31pm UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [13]
    The whole time I dirty danced with Ryan, I was on lookout for Alana. I saw the way she was looking at Ryan and I had to make sure she knew that he was completely off limits.
    After the song was over, the DJ put on 'So Obvious' by Runner Runner, me and Ryan's song.
    We locked eyes and I grabbed both sides of his face and kissed him as passionately as I could. He kissed me back just as fiercely. I kept my hands on his face the whole time, but his hands went from my hips, up my body to my neck, ending up tangled in my hair. It was amazing.
    When we pulled apart, breathless, he told me he loved me. I smiled and kissed him softly.
    "I love you too."
    When I said that, he smiled softly and kissed me again, just a little less intensely than before.
    The song ended and Mickey appeared out of nowhere by my side.
    "Care to dance?" she teased me, holding out her hand. I laughed and took it, leaving Ryan behind.
    Mickey and I went to the DJ booth, and requested our songs, 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun' by Cyndi Lauper and 'Shots' by LMFAO.
    The DJ nodded and, after the song playing ('Raise Your Glass' by P!nk) finished, 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun' started. Mickey and I started to dance like crazy people, just enjoying being young and having fun. Then when 'Shots' started, all hell broke loose.

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    October 17, 2010 6:37pm UTC
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  9. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    October 14, 2010 8:42pm UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [10]
    Okay, so, it's been a month, and I still haven't told Ryan I loved him. But not to worry. My birthday is in two weeks and Mickey's throwing me a party, as is her tradition.
    That was when I would tell him.
    Right now, I was at the mall with Mickey, trying to find the perfect party dress. We found it in Forever 21. It was a black tube dress with a bubble skirt that fight me like a glove and came to about the middle of my thigh. To go with it, I bought a pair of black satin Martinez Valero Lexie stilettos, diamond encrusted hoop earrings, and an armful of black and silver bangles.
    * * *
    On the night of the party, I got dressed and did my hair and makeup - pin straight hair with straight down bangs for my hair and bright red lipstick and black liquid eyeliner for my makeup.
    When I was ready, I grabbed my black clutch purse, threw my phone in it, and yelled to my mom I would be back by curfew.
    I hopped in my car and drove to the club where the party was being held.
    I was, obviously, the first one there and I took the time to make sure everything was ready.
    Finally, at seven o'clock, people started to arrive.
    Party time.
    Sorry! I know it's short but I gotta got to bed(: Promise the next one'll be longerr

  10. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    October 13, 2010 5:21pm UTC
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  11. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    October 12, 2010 9:21am UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [8]
    Two weeks later, Ryan and I were hanging out at my house and we were officially boyfriend and girlfriend. Both my parents were at work, so we were alone.
    We were listening to my iPod, with me laying on the bed and Ryan stretched across the red couch I had in my room.
    When the song switched to 'So Obvious' by Runner Runner, I glanced over at Ryan and our eyes met.
    "You know I love this song?" I asked him, my voice just loud enough to hear over the music. His eyes sparkled when he answered, "You know it's so obvious I love you?"
    I grinned and thought my face would crack. Ryan had said I love you the whole time we were dating, and I always loved how he didn't care that I hadn't said it back yet. That was one of the reasons he was so great.
    "You know I think this should be our song?" I told him, getting up off the bed and walking over to him. Ryan stood up and met me halfway, leaning in close and resting his forehead against mine.
    "You know I'm getting tired of this game?"
    Taking that as a yes, I picked my head up a little bit and kissed him. It was pure magic. He put one hand on the small of my back and the other on the nape of my neck, under my hair. He pulled me closer, up against him, and I wrapped my hands around his waist, just because it was closer then his neck.
    As the kiss got deeper and his tongue entered my mouth, we moved to the couch. His hands started to run around over my back and in my hair. I ran my hands over his back and then I eventually slipped my hands under the back of his T-shirt. His skin was hot and it was like little sparks were flying from my fingers as I moved them over his bare back.
    Surprisingly enough, Ryan's hand stayed over my shirt. In fact, when my hands went under his shirt, he moved his off my back completely and got them tangled in my hair.
    When we finally broke apart, both of us breathing heavy, Ryan met my eyes and put his arm around me, pulling me into him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest.
    "I should go," he said, kissing the top of my head.
    I didn't argue, just nodded and walked him to my front door.
    He gave me one more kiss and told me he loved me before he got in his car and left.
    When he was gone, I said to the air,
    "I love you too."

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    October 2, 2010 2:13pm UTC
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  16. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    September 29, 2010 3:54pm UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [3]
    "Oh my God! Jules, it's Ryan Lexis!"
    I looked sharply over at Mickey, who was grinning widely at me. Ryan Lexis? Was she serious? I looked back at the door, and realized she was right - the guy I thought was Luke, was actually Ryan Lexis.
    God, I hadn't seen Ryan Lexis since eighth grade, when he practically stalked me because he had a crush on me. He had moved to Malibu in the beginning of freshman year. And now he was back.
    Mickey stood up and waved her arms around like an idiot. "Ryan! Ryan! Over here!" she was screaming. He spotted her and he must've recognized her, because his face split into a grin and he began to make his way over to us. I took this time to check him out: dirty blonde hair with bangs that hung in his face (something I loved on guys), muscles that were definitely there, but that weren't bulging and gross, and he was at least 6'2", which was way better then Luke's 5'10" (I loved tall guys because they looked adorable next to my own height of 5'3"). As he reached our table and gave Mickey a hug, I couldn't help but notice that his eyes where the bluest I'd ever seen. They were a deep, deep blue that was absolutely gorgeous, and they seemed to sparkle. Literally sparkle.
    After he was finished hugging Mickey, Ryan turned to face me. I stood up to hug him and I noticed that he was checking me out. I stood, unmoving, as his eyes slid over me and his smile grew. I felt myself smile involuntarily. Then I leaned over across the table and hugged him. As I wrapped my arms around his slim waist, I felt what was sure to be a six-pack of tight abs under his thin white T-shirt.
    Damn. Ryan Lexis was hot.
    He let me go and we sat down at the same time. Mickey looked at both us suspiciously, but just shrugged and took another sip of her coffee.
    "So. Mickey Hofstra and Jules Princeton. It's been a while," Ryan said, leaning back in his chair. "Mickey, I see you lost the red and went for black with blue?"
    Mickey laughed. "Actually Ryan I lost the red about two weeks after you moved and went with my natural black. But I've been adding different colors like every month. I actually just did the blue this morning. There were red streaks in it." She smirked and took a gulp of her coffee again.
    Ryan laughed and turned to me. "So Jules, how come you haven't dyed your hair yet?" As he said this, he reached out and grabbed a lock of my straightened dark red hair (my hairdresser called it auburn). His eyes met mine and he grinned.
    I smiled back, keeping my lips closed.
    "And now to the question I've been dying to ask you two since I sat down - are you single?"
    Mickey's face split into a huge grin. "I'm not - you remember Luke Bane? We've been going out about a year now."
    Ryan nodded and looked at me. "And you?"
    I smirked and said, "I practically invented the term 'Single-Girl Swag'."
    "Oh, it's so true! She hasn't a boyfriend since freshman year, when she went out with Tom Letterman, who cheated on her with Jennifer Kelly, an over-tanned idiot with over-bleached blonde hair and an obvious boob job."
    I glared at Mickey while Ryan tried to keep from laughing. "Gee, thanks Mick. You know, I was trying to be all subtle and cool, but I guess that wasn't in the cards."
    We both laughed and Ryan scooted his chair closer to me. Slinging what was supposed to be a supportive arm around me, but what I suspected was more of a romantic gesture, he said, "Don't worry about it, Jules. We still love you."
    And when Mickey literally threw her head back and laughed, Ryan leaned his lips close to my ear and said, "Trust me Jules, single is better. You can kiss whoever you want and get away with it."
    Was it just me, or was he telling me something?

  17. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    September 26, 2010 6:46pm UTC
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  18. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    September 25, 2010 8:31am UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [1]
    I woke up this morning to my red iPod Nano blasting 'Miserable at Best' by Mayday Parade, one of my favorite songs ever, out of it's dock. I groaned and flipped over, throwing one of the five pillows covering my bed over my head. Without looking, I grabbed by maroon LG EnV 3 cellphone off the bedside table and looked at the time.
    12:32!?
    Without a second thought I threw back the covers on my bed and changed the song on my iPod to 'Beautiful, Dirty, Rich' by Lady Gaga. I turned the volume up a little louder, and then ran into my connecting bathroom and started the shower. A minute later, I stood under the steaming water, screaming the lyrics along. Quickly, I shampooed and shaved, then toweled off as fast as I could, put on the blue zebra print bra and panties I had brought into the bathroom with me, wrapped my hair in a towel, and stepped out of the bathroom, all before the next song ('Ki$$ and Tell' by Ke$ha) was even over.
    Without really thinking about what I was doing, I put on a pair of denim short shorts from American Eagle, a black flowy tank top from Delia's that said ♥ NYC on it, and black Victoria's Secret Pink flip flops. I straightened my hair as fast as I could, put on my white I ♥ Boobies bracelet, grabbed my phone and $20 off the kitchen counter, and ran the four blocks to The Book Nook, where I was supposed to be meeting Mickey and Luke.
    Comments? Tell me what ya think(;

  19. SummerBoy SummerBoy
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    September 24, 2010 4:59pm UTC
    Summer Boy***
    [Prologue]
    Hey there! My name is Jules Princeton, I'm sixteen years old (a junior in high school), I live in Newport, Rhode Island, and I drive a classic '64 Mustang. My dad is the dean of students at Salve Regina University, here in Newport, and my mom is the owner of The Book Nook, Newport's most popular cafe-slash-book store. I'm an only child, and mom, dad, and I live in a restored Newport mansion, which is pretty sweet, I gotta say. I go to a private school called Gateway Academy, where me and my best friend Mickey Hofstra are the most popular girls in the junior class. I guess the only other thing you need to know is that I'm hopelessly in love with Luke Bane, this indescribably gorgeous boy in my class, who, unfortunately, has been going out with Mickey for almost two years now. But Mickey and Luke have been having problems, and school just got out last week, and I'm determined to make Luke my boyfriend by next year...whether Mickey likes it or not.

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