Summer Layne

By Carla Hester

Summer Layne is not your typical teenage girl. Summer has her sights set on becoming a junior lifeguard. Summer lives at the beach and loves surfing with her best friend, Skylar. Join Summer and Skylar for a day of fun in the sun on Manta Ray Beach. See ya' there!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 28, 2008
• ISBN: 9781465318527

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Copyright © 2008 by Carla Hester.

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Contents

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 1

Skylar and Summer would spend the afternoon in town. A day at the wax museum and a quick bite to eat for lunch was a summer past time both enjoyed. They would take her motor scooter down Ocean Dr. south, all the way down to Lion’s Bridge where they would cross Manta Ray Bay into town, passing all the souvenir shops and restaurants along the way. Although, she was only fourteen years old, she was not quite street legal yet, but as long as she used the bike path, there would be no problems. Technically, it was a scooter and not a motorbike, anyway. Skylar was on back, both kids with matching helmets zooming down the bike path of Ocean Dr. passing many a beach go-er along the way dodging people with floats and surf boards in hand.

Further down the bike path, they passed the surf shop. Summer, yelled to Skylar on back telling him they would need to stop on the way home and get some wax for their surf boards. All in all, the theme for the day seemed to be wax.

After passing a couple of beach shops, they soon reached Lion’s Bridge which crossed the bay on the way into town. Summer slowed down as the bike path narrowed crossing the bridge. She slowly made her way over