Summer Love

Sage Todd gets shipped off to her grandmothers house for the summer when Sage's dad, Max, gets arrested and put in jail. Sage is just ready for a relaxing summer, dad-free. But it's anything but relaxing when she's put to work at her Grandmother's ice cream shop with the most annoying human on the planet, Collin Carson. He's everything that she's not, care-free and happy.

But soon she's admitting her feelings, and letting her walls fall down. Everything feels perfect. But what happens when her dad breaks out of prison and begs her to run away with him? Family sticks together, right? Or will she stay with Collin, who's always been there for her? Is it just a summer fling? Or is it true love?

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8. Chapter Eight:

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 The boys both turned when we yelled, so instead of hitting their backs, the balloons totally soaked the front of them. 




Elise both turned to each other gaping, shocked at the perfectness of it. 




Elise squealed loudly and threw another water balloon as Zander sprinted towards us. 




It hit him squarely in the chest and Zander let out a war cry. He scooped a screaming Elise into his arms and threw her over his shoulder. He ran into the house and Elise was laughing the whole way. 




When I was focused at Elise I didn't notice Collin sneak up behind me. 




He wrapped his arms around my waist and I gasped. "You're all wet!" I exclaimed, trying to escape from his grasp. I felt the water deep through my sweatshirt and I slapped his arm. 




"Meanie! Now I'm going to be cold!" I pouted. 




"Don't worry, you'll never be cold with me." He said squeezing me tighter. 




My cheeks just about burned off. 
 

Chapter 8: 

The rest of the night wasn't so bad, actually. I made friends with Elise and Zander and a couple of other people that were Collin's friends. 




But too soon the party was over, and Collin was driving me back to my grandma's. 




"I'll see you tomorrow, Sally asked me to come over to help with yard work." Collin said as we entered the driveway. 




"What about the ice cream shoppe?" I asked. 




"It's closed on Sundays. Don't worry, we'll be back in there Monday!" Collin replied, chuckling.

 

I smiled at him as I got out of the truck. "See you tomorrow!" I beamed, slamming the door behind me. I walked up to the porch and entered the house. 

 

Sally was waiting for me in her rocking chair. "How was it sweetie? Did you make new friends?" She inquired, jumping up and coming over to hug me. 

 

"It was really fun." I answered truthfully. "I made a couple of new friends." 

 

"That's great sweetie! I'm off to bed, but you can stay up for a few more hours if you wish." She gestured towards the TV. "The remote is on the couch!" 

 

Then she went upstairs. I shrugged and grabbed the remote, turning it on. After about an hour or so, at midnight, a loud knock startled me. I walked cautiously to the door. I peered through the peephole and to my shock, Marco was on the porch. 

 

My heart started beating rapidly in my chest as I opened the door slightly. 

 

"Can I help you?" I asked shakily. 

 

"Hm. Nice house here Sage." He sneered. "And what a nice grandmother too. I just got a call from dear 'ol dad. Want to know what he said?" 

 

No. "Yes." I replied. 

 

"You have two weeks. Then, he'll come for you. He also said that you might need some inspiration. So I brought this." He held up a lighted match in his hand. 

 

"No!" I exclaimed. It was then I noticed the eerie smell of gas coming from the porch.

 

"I can, and will do it if you don't come with your father when he comes for you. He wants you to cut off all ties with your friends in the next two weeks. Especially Collin." He concluded. 

 

"I'll go, I'll go!" I cried. 

 

"That's what I thought." He smirked, blowing out the match and throwing in onto the ground. 

 

I watched his retreating figure until I couldn't see it anymore. Quickly, I got rid of the match. Then I proceeded to hose off the front deck until it didn't reek of gas any longer. 

 

I had to cut my ties with Collin. How could I do that? He's my closest friend that I've had in a long time. 

 

Before I knew it hot tears were flooding down my cheeks. Remind me, why wasn't life fair? 

 

I have a felon for a dad and all of a sudden I had to become involved. There was no way out of it, unless I wanted Sally or Collin to die. I silently walked up the stairs and into my room. 

 

I could faintly hear Sally snoring from her room and a ghost of a smile appeared on my damp face. If I had two weeks, then I'd make them the best that they could be. 

***

"Sage! Get out of the way!" Collin yelled at me as I ran in front of the lawn mower. I laughed and darted out of his path seconds before he would've hit me. 

 

I walked over to Sally, who was weeding. "What next?" I asked, putting my dirty hands on my hips. 

 

"If you could help me, that'd be great!" She said. I nodded and kneeled down next to her. Suddenly a thought entered my head. 

 

"Sally, I was wondering why Collin is always over here." I said softly. Her face seemed to get paler under the harsh sunlight. 

 

"That's something that you'll have to take up with him, sweetie." She replied lightly. 

 

For the rest of the day my thoughts were consumed with possible solutions to why he was always here. Maybe he was being paid. Maybe he really liked my grandma. 

 

"Alright! I think we're all done here." Sally said cheerfully, wiping the sweat off of her forehead. "Do you want to come in for dinner, Collin?" 

 

"Absolutely." He replied. We all walked inside and washed up. 

 

A/N Alright! Alright! You can send the knife throwers away now! 

I haven't updated in a long time.... That is so depressing. 

I DO have an excuse though, I'm doing NaNoWriMo! I actually update that book within the week, so go check it out, it's The Last Emerald. 

I pinky promise that the next chapter will be better, but I don't know when I'll have time to type it. 

Please like or comment! 

-KJ(: 

 

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