Summer Love

Every summer, Kaylee has to go to the Kalihari Desert while her mom is studying meerkats with other scientists. She's the only teenager there, and it's very lonely. Kaylee expects her last summer going to be miserable, but that all changes when she meets the love of her life--Louis Tomlinson.

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That night, I laid on the grass with so many thoughts running through my head. Mom’s probably worried sick! What’s going to happen to my ankle? What happened to Louis? I’m going to die out here! All of this kept me up so late, not to mention the thought of little critters crawling—or slithering—all over me while I’m sleeping.

The bright sun awaked me the next morning. I sat up all groggy and looked around. Still no sign of anyone. My ankle wasn’t hurting as much as the day before, but then did again as I stood up. “Great,” I said to myself.

I started walking in a different direction than I had the night before. Every once in a while, I’d yell, “Louis!” in case he just happened to be nearby, but he never was. I had been walking for a few hours until I discovered my stomach was growling very loudly. I looked around, thinking of what I could possibly eat. I decided to do something I had hoped I would never do in my lifetime. I reached down and grabbed multiple handfuls of grass, and ate it. Yeah, that’s right—I ate grass. Truth of the matter, it was actually quite satisfying. Well, for being lost in the desert.

A couple hours later, I had yet another serving of grass. A few more hours went by of loneliness and pain. I suddenly started crying louder than I had in years. It had already been quite a while of crying when dark clouds scattered the sky and it started to rain. I went on limping across the field, not really knowing what to do. It’s not like I could just hide under a tree—the trees out here were little midgets.

I was miserable. I was limping through a squishy field, rain pouring all over me, with an additional precipitation coming from my eyes.

I cried out a few more times for the night. “Louis!” I yelled, my voice cracking at the end. “Louis!” I screamed louder.

No response. I decided to call it a day as I found a miraculous large, flat rock that was suitable for uncomfortably sleeping (as apposed to getting-my-clothes-all-muddy sleeping).

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