Summer Transformation

Summer Transformation Summer Transformation

Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction



Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction



Five friends, completely different, are destined to meet at a campground their parents drag them to for the summer. A girl from juvi with bad manners, a full-blown chritian with racist parents and a lesbian sister, a petit 'confused' African American model-to-be, a tom boy with no previous interest in dating, and a fake-baker insecure Jersey girl turn summer, and themselves, around and make the best of it.
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Five friends, completely different, are destined to meet at a campground their parents drag them to for the summer. A girl from juvi with bad manners, a full-blown chritian with racist parents and a lesbian sister, a petit 'confused' African American model-to-be, a tom boy with no previous interest in dating, and a fake-baker insecure Jersey girl turn summer, and themselves, around and make the best of it.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Summer Transformation

Author Chapter Note

Five friends, completely different, are destined to meet at a campground their parents drag them to for the summer. A girl from juvi with bad manners, a full-blown chritian with racist parents and a lesbian sister, a petit 'confused' African American model-to-be, a tom boy with no previous interest in dating, and a fake-baker insecure Jersey girl turn summer, and themselves, around and make the best of it.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 07, 2012

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 07, 2012



Chapter One: Awkward Yet?

The air was damp and breezy, making Tonya Williams arm hair stand up. Blinking hard, she let go of her brand new arrow, listening to the zooming sound that followed. After a moment, she jumped off the fallen tree branch she sat on and ran over to the arrow sticking up from the rabbit she just shot. Ripping the arrow out of the rabbit’s corpse made her shudder, that was her least favorite part of hunting. She grabbed the rabbit by the foot and carried it upside down to the hut she was staying in for the summer. As she pushed her way through the brush, her brother, Alex, scared her, making her drop the rabbit, ending with a crack of its neck.

“What the hell, Alex?!” She huffed, punching him in the arm.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He laughed, “Mom wants you to help pick up sticks and logs for the fire tonight,” he paused, picking up the now-blood stained rabbit, “I don’t get it. Why should we have to find sticks and shit when she’s sitting on her butt because she claims she’s tired from unpacking… Plus why do we need at fire when it’s 72 degrees outside!” He sighed, stuck his tongue out, and headed up the hill.

Shaking her head, she followed him up the rock and dirt road that led to the several matching huts, the big white bathhouse, and then, her hut, which sat behind a huge oak tree at the crossings of the two dirt roads. As she got to her now, home, she pushed open the creaky screen door and set her quiver next to her bow, which sat against her small dresser that over flowed with clothes and random stuff she had brought for the summer. Passing through the kitchen part of the hut, her other brother, Jackson, was leaning against the counter, holding his iPhone in the air.

“Whatcha doin?” Tonya asked, raising her eyebrow.

“I’m trying to find some service in this place. But apparently we got none.” Jackson answered with a tiny bit of annoyment.

“Have none…” She giggled, walking back outside.

Once she saw her mom, she rolled her eyes and B-lined straight toward her back. Of course, her feet were propped up; exaggerating the pain, she has in her feet from unpacking and walking from the hut to the car and back repeatedly… Just as Tonya was about to tap her mother on her shoulder, she turned around and smiled softly.

“Hi sweetie. Have a good hunt?” her mother asked, patting Tonya’s arm.

“Yeah… I guess. I didn’t really see anything. But I got a rabbit.” She said nonchalantly.

“Oh good. Good, yeah I need you to go help your brothers collect firewood and kindling. Okay? Thanks.” Her mother turned back around and situated her blue t-shirt she bought for the trip.

“Well okay then…” Tonya rolled her eyes and walked away, mumbling about her stupid mother not giving her a chance to even talk. Just telling her what to do all the time, as if she’s a kid. Well she’s not anymore. One of these days, she’s just going to rebel and disobey everything her mother says. That would sure show her.

Jackson, Alex and Mark were all crouched in a circle laughing. Quietly, Tonya tiptoed up to them, and grabbed Alex’s shoulders. Making him scream and throw the ‘y’ shaped stick he was holding into the air. “Why would you do that?” Alex asked with anger in his eyes.

“Just messing with you. God relax.” Tonya said, holding her hands up in surrender. “What were you doing anyway?”

“We were poking this dead mouse.” Her middle brother, Mark laughed.

“Eww. Why would you torture it? You’re just messin’ with its spirit.”

“You’re a freak sometimes. Wow… Anyway, go get those sticks and bring them over to the hut okay?” Jackson asked, with sincere apology in his eyes.

“Fine. But then you are doing the rest.” Tonya walked over to the pitiful stack of twigs and a few long branches, picked them up, and headed back to the hut.

“What’s her problem today?” Mark asked, picking up his stick again, poking at the small, rubbery mouse corpse.

“Well, I wouldn’t tell you this, but she liked your friend Steve. But since we’re up here, she can’t make her move on him.” Jackson stifled a laugh, and pushed Mark over, breaking out into a random wrestling match between the three of them.

Tonya crossed over what looked like an old crick bed, and walked across a tiny bit of grass that already had footprints sunk into the ground from the previous night’s rain. As she got to the porch of her small, brown hut, she looked over to the fire pit where her mom originally was, but now she wasn’t there. She tossed the firewood on the stone ground next to the pit and walked inside the hut. She could not find her mom anywhere… Shrugging, she decided she was going to take a walk down to the pond. She shut her small bedroom door, whipped off her top, and opened her small dresser. Digging through the pile of clothes, she couldn’t find her bikini top. Maybe she left it in the car, because her jean shorts and a few pairs of socks and panties were missing as well.

She turned around, looking for her shirt. She couldn’t find it. Crouching on the floor, looking under the bed, made the blood rush to her head, and when she stood up, she got dizzy. Holding onto the wall, she just gave up and decided since no one was around, she would run to the car and then back and no one would notice she wasn’t wearing a shirt. Holding her arm across her chest, she opened the front door of the hut, peeked out, ran to her Brother Jackson’s car, and swung open the door. She had to un-clutch her chest to pick up the last two things of luggage in the back. As she sat up from digging through the first suitcase, a car drove by slowly, and a boy, Tonya’s age, was looking straight at her. Her mouth gaped as she fumbled to cover up her chest. She watched as he continued down the dirt road. When he came to a stop, Tonya grabbed both suitcases and ran into the hut, blushing.

She slammed the door of her room again, sat down and breathed heavily. ‘I cannot believe that guy saw me without my top on!’’ Tonya cringed. A moment later, she heard the hut door open and what sounded like a herd of elephants, entered the room. She opened the suitcases, dumped them out onto her bed and dug around for her bikini top. Once she found it, she threw it on and attempted to tie it. After fiddling with the ties for about five minutes, she was frustrated and called for one of her brothers.

“Can someone come in here and help me?” She yelled.

A moment later, her brother Alex entered her room with a confused look on his face. “Problem?” He asked, raising his eyebrow.

“No I just wanted someone to watch me struggle with my bikini tie. Yes, I have a problem. Can you please help me tie this?”

He tied the strings, laughed, and turned around and left. Then all three of the boys ran outside. Tonya finished getting ready, put her short jean short on, put her hair up in a high ponytail and headed down to the pond. Once she got outside, her mom was just walking up from the bathhouse, holding a small bag full of soap and other shower stuff. When her mom noticed her, she waved slightly and gave her a questioning look.

“Are you okay?” Her mom walked closer.

“Um.. Yeah. I’m fine. How was your, uh, shower?” She asked, tightening her ponytail.

Her mom nodded, “It was good. Hot water doesn’t last long though. But that’s what you get when you’re camping. Oh and your father will be here in a little bit. It’s already two and he said he was leaving the house around noon.”

“Cool. I’m going to the pond.” She pointed down the hill.

“Okay, be careful.” Her mom walked on, and so did Tonya. After they passed each other, her mom asked over her shoulder, “Where are your brothers? Did they get the wood?”

“They are in the woods I think. But who knows about the wood.” She winced, knowing that she should have checked to make sure they had gotten the wood. However, she was busy showing her breasts to random boys. Rolling her eyes, she kept walking down the dirt road. One of her favorite songs fluttered into memory as she bobbed her head to the tune. Just as she got to the chorus, she saw a mud puddle and jumped in it. Her flip-flops got muddy, and the backs of her legs were now painted with dark brown spots, but she didn’t care. She loved getting muddy and she loved that she was a tomboy.

As she reached the bottom of the dirt road, she crossed into the grass and walked, with her arms out to keep her balance, onto the dock. She grabbed the pole at the end of the old wooden dock, and glanced at her rippled reflection. She sat down, took her shoes off and set them behind her, and splashed her feet into the pond. The water was the perfect temperature. Tonya smiled as she swished her feet around in the water, making it splash up and hit her legs and some of her stomach. The early summer sun beat down on her pale shoulders, making her start to sweat. After a few minutes of relaxing, looking out on the pond, watching the fish jump, and some birds swoop down and collect bugs off of the top of the water, she took her feet out of the water and laid down. Letting her body soak up the sun, she closed her eyes and relaxed, almost falling asleep to the peaceful sounds around her.

A few croaks later, she heard footsteps get closer and closer until they were on the dock. Ignoring them, she continued to lie there, expecting it was just one of her stupid brothers. But after a moment, Tonya was covered by a shadow, blocking the sun. She shot up, and almost bumped her head on a boy staring down at her. At first, he didn’t say anything, and she dared not to either. They just stared at each other for a moment. Her light green eyes sparkled as she stared at the somewhat familiar face. His eyes where a mesmerizing dark blue, Tonya felt weak and light headed. This was an alien feeling to her, she’d never had a boyfriend before, let alone a crush, but this, this felt like nothing she’d ever felt before.

His dirty blonde, messy hair glistened in the sunlight. The positioning of the sun was not helping Tonya right now. She wanted to excuse herself and go back to her hut so she didn’t have to talk to him, but the sun was right behind him, making him look as if he were glowing!

“Hello.” The boy said, smiling.

Tonya’s eyes got wide as she looked at his perfect smile. Snapping out of her daze, she answered, “Hi.”

“I didn’t mean to, uh, just walk up here. But I.” He trailed off.

“You what?” She asked with an annoyed look on her face, she could feel her cheeks getting hot.

“N-nothing. I’m, eh, Zane.” He held out his hand.

She reached for his hand hesitantly. “I’m Tonya. It’s nice to meet you.” She shook his hand and blushed.

When they pulled their hands away, Tonya stood up, grabbing her flip-flops and stepped forward. Zane stepped back, and then to the side so she could pass. As she walked off the dock, he followed. Tonya ignored him and kept walking, as she got to a shady part of the dirt road, she stopped, put her shoes on, and turned around, startling Zane.

“Excuse me, why are you following me?” She asked, putting her hand on her hip.

“I’m not… My hut is right behind you. I was walking back to it.”

He face turned bright red with embarrassment. “Oh, I’m sorry. I, uh, well, I’m just a little embarrassed...” She said shyly.

“Oh. Don’t fret, it’s cool.” He winked, looking at her chest.

“You’re funny. But it’s not cool with me. I didn’t think anyone was here.” She walked closer.

He walked closer too, “Well I was fine with it.” He laughed and stepped even closer.

“Well you shouldn’t have stared.” She stepped closer, furry raging through her.

“Okay, okay, I shouldn’t have stared.” He put his hands up slightly, as if he were under arrest.

She giggled and he laughed back. They stared at each other again, this time close enough for Tonya to smell his cologne, Chocolate Axe. He brushed his hand against hers, sending shivers up Tonya’s back. Not knowing what was happening; Tonya jumped back and ran up the hill, tripping over a hole in the road, scuffing her knee, making it bleed. She pushed herself up, and ran to her hut and sat down on the porch, letting the blood run down her leg. After flashes of what had just happened, her father pulled up. Ignoring her bloody leg, she stood up and walked up to her father, smiling at him.

“Oh Tonya! How was your day up here?!” Her dad exclaimed with joy as he slammed the car door.

“It was great! I had a blast today! Wish you were here with us though.” She paused, “Oh, and I got a rabbit today.” She smiled and her father applauded her.

She helped her father bring in some of the bags that were in the back of his car. As she set all of the bags in the kitchen of the hut, her mother came out of her room and gasped at her leg. Her mother tossed her the first aid kit. Tonya cleaned up her gash and continued back outside to help her father.

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