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TITLE: THE WORST SUMMER! (MY SHORT STORY!)Category: short stories
Thursday, 2 July 2009
07:59:56 PM (GMT)
I hope you like it!

Summer…is the worst thing that could happen. I know all you kids are screaming and
yelling, because it is summer…well not here! You go swimming…in bathing suites
(sometimes even without). Not here! Where do I live you say? I live in Colorado. WOW!
Great place…well not really. It is freezing cold out here, and even in the summer!
Try living out here, and you will never survive! Well, anyways this summer (2008  )
was the worst, and I am just 14 years old! Why you may ask? Well I will tell you why.

	It was the first day of summer…school was finally out. I knew my best friend,
Nikkie, was waiting for me at the ski lodge to go skiing. I hurried up and threw a
lot of layers on, and ran out the door. I walked all the way there when I heard my
dad’s car. How can I hear it? It is really old, and it just sounds different from
all the other cars. Anyways, I stopped walking and he stopped where I was. He rolled
down the window slowly like he had something really important to say.
	“Hope in the car! I got to show you our new neighbors,” said my dad. Well, you
see it is only me and my dad, and he just loves new neighbors. We get new ones every
year. The people that move there just don’t like the cold. I wonder why,
	“No thanks. I am meeting Nikkie at the ski lodge,” I say, hoping not to meet
	“No, you got to met them.”
	“But dad…”
	“Get in!” I hoped in the car, and buckled up even though there weren’t going
to be any cars, and it was only five minutes away. My dad pulled in our driveway, and
he hoped out the car and ran to the neighbor’s house. I walked slowly, hoping no
one would answer. I heard the doorbell and ran to the door. I almost tripped, but
once you get used to the snow you never trip. 
	“Why, hello Mr.” said the lady that lived there.
	“Hi, I am Mr. Smell, your next door neighbor, and this is my daughter Lacey.”
	“Well, come in and meet my family!” she sounded real happy. Great I thought.
“Boys you get down here or no winter jackets for you!” she yelled up the stairs.

Yes, I thought they were from a warm state! I can’t believe it I hadn’t notice it
before. The lady had a nice tan, and I looked at the coats and they were thin! They
were going to be gone in no time. Then I heard two people ran down the stairs. 
       “Oh and by the way I am Mrs. Flowers,” said our new next door neighbor.
       “So what is the big surprise?” asked the man.
       “Henry this is Mr. Smell, and his daughter Lacey.” God, how I hate my last
name, and first name, it is so stupid. Then a boy about my age walked in the room.
       “Mom if I have to come down I will, but I have a lot of unpacking to do.”
       “Well, put that aside.”
        And the next thing I knew I had to take the next door boy (Tommy) to the ski
lodge with me. Great know what Nikkie is going to think? When I got there I saw
Nikkie right away, and walked up to her.
        “Hey,” I said.
        “Hey, you are one hour late!” yelled Nikkie.
         “Sorry, but my dad made me bring him,” I said while pointing at Tommy. I
guess she finally noticed that he was there, because her look changed. She also gave
me a look. You know the look he-is-cute-you-lucky-duck. I hate that look just like my
name and last name.
         “Oh, well let’s go skiing,” Nikkie said a little too happy. 
         “I don’t know how,” said Tommy. I knew, but I didn’t get the time to
tell Nikkie. 
         “Oh! A warm state boy! Don’t worry! Lacey and I will teach you how!”
said Nikkie and gave me a look! You know the look,
         “Lacey is the best! She taught me, and a bunch of little kids.”
         “Great,” he said not sounding too happy. It’s true. My dad used to be
the best skier around. He taught me, and before I knew it, everyone was asking me to
teach them. I started teaching them until we saw a girl that was better than me. You
can guess who it was. Yes, it was Nikkie. That was how we came best friends. But how
did I teach her? She couldn’t do this one trick, but I could, so she asked me. I
said yes. And that is the end of that story.
We were at the top of the smallest hill. I showed him how to put the skies on, but he
was having trouble walking in them a little. Great I thought.
        “Okay, first you need to know how to walk in them,” I said.
        “Well, I am standing and I got to the top without falling, so I can walk in
	“No, you can’t! You wobble and you don’t use the sticks!” I yelled a little
too loud.
	“I am going to the highest mountain,” he said. Wait! Did I just hear him right?
	“But you can’t! Not even Lacey can go down that hill without getting hurt,”
said Nikkie.
	“Well, that is a risk I can take,” he said. The big mountain…only my dad and a
couple of other people made it down. Last year over winter break my dad took me up
there. I fell about half way down and broke my arm, but now it is all better. While
we were in the air train (nickname me and Nikkie came up with) she talked to me.
	“You have to go with him!”
	“No way!”
	“Please! So he doesn’t get hurt!”
	“Fine!” We got at the top of the hill, and looked down. I remembered the view
from last time and took a deep breath. 
	“I thought you weren’t going to go,” he said.
	“Nikkie is making me.”
	“Well, see you down!” he yelled and pushed off. I did too. Wow! What a great
skier his is! Then he turned around to look at me, so I put some speed and caught up
to him.
	“Where did you learn to ski?” I yelled, because the wind was taking my voice
	“At my old house, before I moved to Florida!”
	“Oh!” I yelled, and then we were coming to the spot where I fell. The spot is
not only bumper, but kind of rocky, too. Tommy must have noticed my worry look,
because he said that I would be OK. Then before I knew it I was down the hill. Me!
Nikkie was already down there. I threw off my goggles and saw the very surprised look
on Nikkie’s face.
	“OMG, you made it Tommy!” yelled Nikkie. Huh? Did I just hear her right? “It
was your first time, and you made it!” Oh, my god! She doesn’t know he lived
somewhere else than a warm place.
	“No…” I started, but got cut off.
	“I guess it was beginner’s luck,” he said smiling. We all ran back, and got
hot coco. Then I started walking home with Tommy. 
	“So…why didn’t you tell Nikkie you used to ski?” I asked.
	“Well, I was going to tell her, but I thought it would be funny if she acted like
that since you guys are popular,” he said. Wait! How did he find out I was popular!
“I saw you in a newspaper. You and your dad when you tried that hill and you
	“I was in a newspaper! I mean I was on medicine to make the pain go away,
	“They also talked about your school life. Then finally your dad mentioned that he
was looking for a neighbor. That’s why we moved here, because we saw that beautiful
	“Well, I have to go. Bye!”
	“Bye.” I went inside, and my dad was right there.
	“You scared me!” I said.
	“What is this picture?”
	“Me skiing…wait! Me skiing with…is that Tommy?”
	“Yes, it is, but where are you skiing?” Ouch, I got caught, but I thought he
would be proud of me.
	“The highest mountain,” I said.
	“You could have gotten hurt!”
	“No, buts. You are grounded young lady.” And that was that. I was grounded. No
skiing, no going out, no cell phone, and finally no computer. Not just for a week,
but for three weeks! I would have my phone for the rest of the day, but that was it.
I ran upstairs, so I could text Nikkie.
	1skier: hey nikkie
	4uhugs: hey lacey
	1skier: got caught. am grounded 
	4uhugs: too bad
	1skier: he was mad over nothing
	4uhugs: darn and we could have gone shopping in town
	1skier: what
	4uhugs: my mom is talking me and said I could have 1 friend
	4uhugs: guess it is Amanda
	Then I got mad and gave my phone up early. My dad let me have one day off. I guess
then its only two weeks, and six days. I fell asleep at 8 o’clock, because I was
really tired, but at one am I heard a thud on my window. I saw all my friends
including Nikkie. They were wearing stuff like they were going to a club.
	“What are you doing?” I asked.
	“Club,” said Nikkie.
	“Who’s driving?”
	“OK. Coming down.” Then I jumped. I was wearing my pj’s, but I knew Nikkie
would have clothes for me in the car.
	“If I get caught…”
	“I know, lets go!”
	We hoped in the car, and I saw my clothes in the passenger seat. I took them and
went to the back.
	“Don’t you dare look!” I said to Tommy. 
	“Don’t worry I am driving.”
	“Is he safe?”
	“Yes!” yelled everyone. Then I realized something. Their were eight seats and
their were nine people. 
	“Huh, where am I going to sit?” I asked.
	“Back there and duck,” said Nikkie. I guess it would have to do. I got changed
really fast and talked. I guess the boys were meeting us there. Then finally we got
there. We all jumped out. Then we went inside. Inside was amazing! There was loud
music and people dancing everywhere. Then I saw a flash right at me! I looked and the
newspaper guy ran. No I thought.
	“I have to go!” I yelled.
	“Why?” asked Nikkie.
	“Newspaper guy and picture!”
	“Fine let’s go find Tommy.”
	“I found him!” I yelled and dragged Nikkie toward Tommy. Then I grabbed
Tommy’s arm and dragged both of them to the parking lot.
	“Drive me home,” I said to Tommy.
	“Fine,” said Tommy. The three of us got into the car. Once we reached my house
we all got out, so they could helped me to the window I had opened. It would be hard
in a short skirt, but I have to do it. 
	“OK Nikkie you know what to do.” I said. Nikkie got down and linked her fingers
together. I put one foot on it and hoped up. “I can’t reach it.”
	“Jump!” said Nikkie.
	“Can’t. Short skirt. Remember?
	“Well I can’t hold you forever.” That’s when I lost my balance and fell
over. I fell in the cold hard snow. 
	“Ow!” I said.
	“Sorry!” said Nikkie.
	“My arm,” I said.
	“Right or left?” asked Tommy.
	“Left,” I said. It was the same one that broke while skiing.
	“Are you sure?” asked Nikkie. I gave her of-course look.
	“I should be OK. I only fell a few feet.” I said while getting up. “Nikkie
let’s try again.” I got on Nikkie’s hand and I tried to reach the window but
	“Tommy a little help here?” asked Nikkie. He then grabbed my waist and pushed me
up. I got in, and changed to my pj’s and threw the clothes back to Nikkie.
	“Hope she doesn’t get grounded.” I heard Tommy say. Then I finally went to
sleep for good at 2:30 am.
	When I woke up at 10:30 am my dad was sitting at the kitchen table reading the
	“Good morning!” I said really cheerful.
	“You know I just read an entry in here, and it was pretty interesting.”
	“Really? What is it about?”
	“Telling about how this one girl celebrates by going to a club.”
	“Really!” Crap! He was on to me!
	“Guess who it might be.”
	“Oh, no thanks. I’ll pass this time.”
	“Really? Well, you are grounded for two more weeks, and that day I took off counts
now.” Two more weeks! What? That means I am grounded for five weeks! Well, if you
count today. Then my dad walked out the door. I knew he was going to work for a few
hours and I wouldn’t dare touch my phone, but today I decided I needed to.
	1skier: help
	4uhugs: how many
	1skier: 2 more = 5
	1skier: plus this
	4uhugs: he won’t know
	1skier: do you know tommy’s cell
	4uhugs: yeah 
	1skier: maybe I could help then unpack
	4uhugs: yeah
	1skier: what is it
	4uhugs: 17florida
	1skier: thanks
	4uhugs: no problem
	Then I said bye, and added him. Finally, I sent a text to Tommy.
	1skier: lacey here
	16florida: knew that
	1skier: help
	16florida: what
	1skier: 5 weeks
	16florida: your fault 
	16florida: how can I help you
	1skier: do you need help unpacking
	16florida: nope
	1skier: you suck
	16florida: I know
	1skier: take me to nikkie
	16florida: no
	1skier: now
	16florida: no
	1skier: please!
	16florida: only…
	1skier: yes
	16floride: only if you
	1skier: pick me up in 5 minutes
	16florida: fine
	I said goodbye, and ran upstairs to change. Tommy dropped me off and waited in the
car while I rang the doorbell.
	“Nikkie buy me some thing!” I said and handed her $50.
	“OK!” she said. Then I ran back to the car. When I got inside the house the
phone rang. I was about to grab it, but it stopped. Then I heard the door open. I
quickly made myself look tired.
	“Why didn’t you answer it?” asked my dad.
	“I took a nap,” I said.
	“Really? Grounded!”
	“Saw Tommy out there and told me the truth!” Snap! Why did Tommy tell him?
“You are grounded for another week.”
	“Fine.” Then he left to go back to work. Then I went to text Tommy once again.	
        1skier: why
	16florida: what
	1skier: why did you tell truth
	16florida: because I had to
	1skier: now I am grounded 6
	16florida: too bad
	1skier: and if he found out about my texts…
	16florida: well maybe you should be good
	1skier: wow that would be easy…not
	I stopped right then, because I have to be good. That means no using anything that I
couldn’t, and don’t go out with friends. Plus, do stuff that my dad wouldn’t
suspect me to do. I decided I had to teach the little kids again. I mean no skiing,
but if my dad found out that I wanted to help little kids he would love that! I
called him right away.
	“Mr. Smell, please,” I said to the voice who asked for the person’s name.
	“Please hold,” said the scary voice.
	“Hello?” said my dad.
	“Hi, dad,” I said. “I have been thinking. I want to teach the little kids
again, because I want to help them out. Is that OK?”
	“No,” he said.
	“But…I really want to help them. They need to learn. Everyone needs to learn.”
My dad took a deep breathe.
	“Lacey…fine do it, but if I find out this is just for social time I won’t let
you do it.”
	“OK. One more question…would this mean I am not grounded?” I asked.
	“No, but if you do it for five weeks without taking any days off you won’t be
grounded anymore.” Yes! He said that I could teach them, and I only have to do it
for five weeks.
	“Thanks dad. Bye.” I rang up on him, and ran to the computer to make a page
about skiing lessens. When I was done it looked like this:


Come by everyday (on weekends too), from 9-5 and you will learn by me for free!
Yes, you do know me, taught some of you, and I decided to teach more!
But, this time for no charge!
Plus, get private lessens during 6-7. 
You have to sign up for that time.
Please see me if you want to!

~Lacey Smell

        When I was done I ran to the ski lodge, and post it on the board.
	“Starting again?” asked a woman.
	“Yeah,” I said.
	“MY daughter loves you! She would be sooo happy once she knows you are going to
teach her.”
	“Well, I have to go. Nice meeting you!”
	“Nice meeting you, too. Bye!” The woman ran off. I started walking home real
slow. Then I made my self some lunch and did some cleaning. Finally, my dad came
	“A ton of people asked about your ad,” said my dad. 
	Then I had dinner, and went to bed. The next morning I went to the ski lodge. Then
kids were there. I spotted the girl that the lady told me about right away, because
she looked just like her. 
	“Alright…we are going to learn how to walk on skis,” I said to every one. We
started walking around. A few of them had troubled, but none of them fell. That’s
really good. Then I said let’s go down the little hill. Then I remembered that I
couldn’t make them go down a hill. I had to make sure that they knew how to fall,
so they don’t fall wrong. 
	“Wait stop!” I yelled.
	“What? I am sooo bored. Can we just ski? I mean my mom is paying for this!”
yelled the little girl that I met her mom yesterday.
	“She isn’t paying,” I said.
	“She is to me.” 
	“Oh! Well, anyway we need to practice how to fall on your butt.”
	“I am sooo leaving!”
	“Well, fine let’s just go down the little hill.”
	“Let’s go!!!” I walked and all the little kids followed me. They started going
down. Only one kid lost his balance. But some how I knew that tomorrow wasn’t going
to be any better. In fact I thought it was going to get worst; until I saw my dad at
my hot cocoa break. 
	“How is it going?” asked my dad. 
	“Good,” I said.
	“Well, then I hope you don’t mind, but I did ask if Tommy to help you.”
	“Why?” I was surprised, but also grateful. 
	“More kids want to join.”
	“Yeah, tomorrow you are going to have close to thirty.”
	“Go to go, before I am gotta here for good.”
	Later that night after the skiing lessons, I took my phone, and text Tommy.
	1skier: you saved me
	16florida: how
	1skier: kids are yelling at me
	16florida: yeah well…
	1skier: what
	16florida: I asked your dad
	1skier: what
	16florida: yeah…
	1skier: but why
	16florida: thought it would be fun
	1skier: yeah and plus you did save me
	16florida: sooo have you taught them how to fall
	1skier: no because of this one brat
	16florida: I saw it
	1skier: what
	16florida: bye
	1skier: wait!
	But Tommy never did answer my question, and he didn’t even text back. Finally, I
fell fast asleep.
	The next morning Tommy rang the doorbell. I looked at my clock it read 8:55 am.
Shoot!!! I ran down the stairs, and opened the door. It was Tommy. He saw me in my
	“Don’t ask!” I said before Tommy could say anything. I let him in, and ran
upstairs to get changed. When I opened my draw to my pants there was nothing in
Shoot!! All my jeans were worn already, and I didn’t do laundry! I ran back down
	“You are not dressed…”
	“Don’t have any jeans.”
	“Let, me do some laundry…then I can put my ski pants on….and then we can
	“We were already supposed to be there.”
	“Fine…let’s just go then.” I got my ski pants on, and my coat, and then my
shoes. I finally walked out of the door. While walking there I put on my gloves, and
	“Wow, that is a lot of kids,” said Tommy once we reached the ski lodge.
	“OMG!!! It’s that Tommy kid that was in the newspaper with her!” said the brat
while pointing at me and Tommy. “Now isn’t he cute?” I heard her say. 
	“This is going to be one heck of a day.”
	“No it isn’t.”
	“Not with me around.”
	We got through the day, and to my surprised Tommy were really great with the kids.
They actually listened to him when they weren’t listening to me. Finally, we sat
down to have some dinner together.
	“God, that was sooo tiring,” I said.
	“What? You are saying that wasn’t hard?”
	“Yeah, it wasn’t.”
	“You got to explain.”
	“I had to teach 100 kids all by myself. Now that was hard.”
	“Yeah, that would be hard.”
Last edited: 8 July 2009

‹☆♥JesseMccartneysWife☆♥› cries:   2 July 2009   774769  
Awww, sorry!!! 
‹∞ Directioner ∞› says :   3 July 2009   216148  
I know I need to finish it. I knew it wasn't going to fit!


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