Endless Summer: The Boys Next Door; Endless Summer

Endless Summer: The Boys Next Door; Endless Summer

by Jennifer Echols


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Endless Summer: The Boys Next Door; Endless Summer by Jennifer Echols

Two irresistible boys. One unforgettable summer.

Lori can’t wait for her summer at the lake. She loves wakeboarding and hanging with her friends—including the two hotties next door. With the Vader brothers, she's always been just one of the guys. Now that she’s turning sixteen, she wants to be seen as one of the girls, especially in the eyes of Sean, the older brother. But that’s not going to happen—not if the younger brother, Adam, can help it.

Lori plans to make Sean jealous by spending time with Adam. Adam has plans of his own for Lori. As the air heats up, so does this love triangle. Will Lori’s romantic summer melt into one hot mess?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781442406599
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Publication date: 05/25/2010
Series: Romantic Comedies Series
Edition description: Bind-Up
Pages: 624
Sales rank: 475,436
Product dimensions: 5.64(w) x 8.42(h) x 1.60(d)
Lexile: 750L (what's this?)
Age Range: 12 - 17 Years

About the Author

Jennifer Echols was born in Atlanta and grew up in a small town on a beautiful lake in Alabama—a setting that has inspired many of her books. Her nine romantic novels for young adults have been published in seven languages and have won the National Readers’ Choice Award, the Aspen Gold Readers’ Choice Award, the Write Touch Readers’ Award, the Beacon, and the Booksellers’ Best Award. Her novel Going Too Far was a finalist in the RITA and was nominated by the American Library Association as a Best Book for Young Adults. She lives in Birmingham with her husband and her son. Visit her at Jennifer-Echols.com.

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Endless Summer
Sean smiled down at me, his light brown hair glinting golden in the sunlight. He shouted over the noise of the boat motor and the wind, “Lori, when we’re old enough, I want you to be my girlfriend.” He didn’t even care the other boys could hear him.

“I’m there!” I exclaimed, because I was nothing if not coy. All the boys ate out of my hand, I tell you. “When will we be old enough?”

His blue eyes, lighter than the bright blue sky behind him, seemed to glow in his tanned face. He answered me, smiling. At least, I thought he answered me. His lips moved.

“I didn’t hear you. What’d you say?” I know how to draw out a romantic moment.

He spoke to me again. I still couldn’t hear him, though the boat motor and the wind hadn’t gotten any louder. Maybe he was just mouthing words, pretending to say something sweet I couldn’t catch. Boys were like that. He’d just been teasing me all along—

“You ass!” I sat straight up in my sweat-soaked bed, wiping away the strands of my hair stuck to my wet face. Then I realized what I’d said out loud. “Sorry, Mom,” I told her photo on my bedside table. But maybe she hadn’t heard me over my alarm clock blaring Christina Aguilera, “Ain’t No Other Man.”

Or maybe she’d understand. I’d just had a closer encounter with Sean! Even if it was only in my dreams.

Usually I didn’t remember my dreams. Whenever my brother, McGillicuddy, was home from college, he told Dad and me at breakfast what he’d dreamed about the night before. Lindsay Lohan kicking his butt on the sidewalk after he tried to take her picture (pure fantasy). Amanda Bynes dressed as the highway patrol, pulling him over to give him a traffic ticket. I was jealous. I didn’t want to dream about Lindsay Lohan or getting my butt kicked. However, if I was spending the night with Patrick Dempsey and didn’t even know it, I was missing out on a very worthy third of my life. I had once Googled “dreaming” and found out some people don’t remember their dreams if their bodies are used to getting up at the same hour every morning and have plenty of time to complete the dream cycle.

So why’d I remember my dream this morning? It was the first day of summer vacation, that’s why. To start work at the marina, I’d set my clock thirty minutes earlier than during the school year. Lo and behold, here was my dream. About Sean: check. Blowing me off, as usual: noooooooo! That might happen in my dreams, but it wasn’t going to happen in real life. Not again. Sean would be mine, starting today. I gave Mom on my beside table an okay sign—the wakeboarding signal for ready to go—before rolling out of bed.

My dad and my brother suspected nothing, ho ho. They didn’t even notice what I was wearing. Our conversation at breakfast was the same one we’d had every summer morning since my brother was eight years old and I was five.

Dad to brother: “You take care of your sister today.”

Brother, between bites of egg: “Roger that.”

Dad to me: “And you watch out around those boys next door.”

Me: (Eye roll.)

Brother: “I had this rockin’ dream about Anne Hathaway.”

Post-oatmeal, my brother and I trotted across our yard and the Vaders’ yard to the complex of showrooms, warehouses, and docks at Vader’s Marina. The morning air was already thick with the heat and humidity and the smell of cut grass that would last the entire Alabama summer. I didn’t mind. I liked the heat. And I quivered in my flipflops at the prospect of another whole summer with Sean. I’d been going through withdrawal.

In past years, any one of the three Vader boys, including Sean, might have shown up at my house at any time to throw the football or play video games with my brother. They might let me play too if they felt sorry for me, or if their mom had guilted them into it. And my brother might go to their house at any time. But I couldn’t go to their house. If I’d walked in, they would have stopped what they were doing, looked up, and wondered what I was doing there. They were my brother’s friends, not mine.

Well, Adam was my friend. He was probably more my friend than my brother’s. Even though we were the same age, I didn’t have any classes with him at school, so you’d think he’d walk a hundred yards over to my house for a visit every once in a while. But he didn’t. And if I’d gone to visit him, it would have been obvious I was looking for Sean out the corner of my eye the whole time.

For the past nine months, with my brother off at college, my last tie to Sean had been severed. He was two years older than me, so I didn’t have any classes with him, either. I wasn’t even in the same wing of the high school. I saw him once at a football game, and once in front of the movie theater when I’d ridden around with Tammy for a few minutes after a tennis match. But I never approached him. He was always flirting with Holly Chambliss or Beige Dupree or whatever glamorous girl he was with at the moment. I was too young for him, and he never even thought of hooking up with me. On the very rare occasion when he took the garbage to the road at the same time I walked to the mailbox, he gave me the usual beaming smile and a big hug and acted like I was his best friend ever… for thirty heavenly seconds.

It had been a long winter. Finally we were back to the summer. The Vaders always needed extra help at the marina during the busy season from Memorial Day to Labor Day. Just like last year, I had a job there—and an excuse to make Sean my captive audience. I sped up my trek across the pine needles between the trees and found myself in a footrace against my brother. It was totally unfair because I was carrying my backpack and he was wearing sneakers, but I beat him to the warehouse by half a length anyway.

The Vader boys had gotten there before us and claimed the good jobs, so I wouldn’t have a chance to work side by side with Sean. Cameron was helping the full-time workers take boats out of storage. He wanted my brother to work with him so they could catch up on their lives at two different colleges. Sean and Adam were already gone, delivering the boats to customers up and down the lake for Memorial Day weekend. Sean wasn’t around to see my outfit. I was so desperate to get going on this “new me” thing, I would have settled for a double take from Adam or Cameron.

All I got was Mrs. Vader. Come to think of it, she was a good person to run the outfit by. She wore stylish clothes, as far as I could tell. Her blonde pinstriped hair was cut to flip up in the back. She looked exactly like you’d want your mom to look so as not to embarrass you in public. I found her in the office and hopped onto a stool behind her. Looking over her shoulder as she typed on the computer, I asked, “Notice anything different?”

She tucked her pinstriped hair behind her ear and squinted at the screen. “I’m using the wrong font?”

“Notice anything different about my boobs?”

That got her attention. She whirled around in her chair and peered at my chest. “You changed your boobs?”

“I’m showing my boobs,” I said proudly, moving my palm in front of them like presenting them on a TV commercial. All this can be yours! Or, rather, your son’s.

My usual summer uniform was the outgrown clothes Adam had given me over the years: jeans, which I cut off into shorts and wore with a wide belt to hold up the waist, and T-shirts from his football team. Under that, for wakeboarding in the afternoon, I used to wear a one-piece sports bathing suit with full coverage that reached all the way up to my neck. Early in the boob-emerging years, I had no boobs, and I was touchy about it. Remember in middle school algebra class, you’d type 55378008 on your calculator, turn it upside down, and hand it to the flat-chested girl across the aisle? I was that girl, you bi-yotch. I would have died twice if any of the boys had mentioned my booblets.

Last year, I thought my boobs had progressed quite nicely. And I progressed from the one-piece into a tankini. But I wasn’t quite ready for any more exposure. I didn’t want the boys to treat me like a girl.

Now I did. So today I’d worn a cute little bikini. Over that, I still wore Adam’s cutoff jeans. Amazingly, they looked sexy, riding low on my hips, when I traded the football T-shirt for a pink tank that ended above my belly button and hugged my figure. I even had a little cleavage. I was so proud. Sean was going to love it.

Mrs. Vader stared at my chest, perplexed. Finally she said, “Oh, I get it. You’re trying to look hot.”

Thank you!” Mission accomplished.

“Here’s a hint. Close your legs.”

I snapped my thighs together on the stool. People always scolded me for sitting like a boy. Then I slid off the stool and stomped to the door in a huff. “Where do you want me?”

She’d turned back to the computer. “You’ve got gas.”

Oh, goody. I headed out the office door, toward the front dock to man the gas pumps. This meant at some point during the day, one of the boys would look around the marina office and ask, “Who has gas?” and another boy would answer, “Lori has gas.” If I were really lucky, Sean would be in on the joke.

The office door squeaked open behind me. “Lori,” Mrs. Vader called. “Did you want to talk?”

Noooooooo. Nothing like that. I’d only gone into her office and tried to start a conversation. Mrs. Vader had three sons. She didn’t know how to talk to a girl. My mother had died in a boating accident alone on the lake when I was four. I didn’t know how to talk to a woman. Any convo between Mrs. Vader and me was doomed from the start.

“No, why?” I asked without turning around. I’d been galloping down the wooden steps, but now I stepped very carefully, looking down, as if I needed to examine every footfall so I wouldn’t trip.

“Watch out around the boys,” she warned me.

I raised my hand and wiggled my fingers, toodle-dee-doo, dismissing her. Those boys were harmless. Those boys had better watch out for me.

Really, aside from the specter of the boys discussing my intestinal problems, I enjoyed having gas. I got to sit on the dock with my feet in the water and watch the kingfishers and the herons glide low over the surface. Later I’d swim on the side of the dock upriver from the gasoline. Not now, before Sean saw me for the first time that summer. I would be in and out of the lake and windy boats all day, and my hair would look like hell. That was understood. But I wanted to have clean, dry, styled hair at least the first time he saw me, and I would hope he kept the memory alive. I might go swimming after he saw me, while I waited around for people to drive up to the gas pumps in their boats.

The richer they were, the more seldom they made it down from Birmingham to their million-dollar vacation homes on the lake, and the more likely they were complete dumbasses when it came to docking their boats and finding their gas caps. If I covered for their dumbassedness in front of their families in the boats by giggling and saying things like, “Oh sir, I’m so sorry, I’m supposed to be helping you!” while I helped them, they tipped me beyond belief.

I was just folding a twenty into my back pocket when Sean and Adam came zipping across the water in the boat emblazoned with VADER’S MARINA down the side, blasting Nickelback from the speakers. They turned hard at the edge of the idle zone. Three-foot swells shook the floating dock violently and would have shaken me off into the water if I hadn’t held on to the rail. Then the bow of the boat eased against the padding on the dock. Adam must be the one driving. Sean would have driven all the way to the warehouse, closer to where they’d pick up the next boat for delivery.

In fact, as Sean threw me the rope to tie the stern and Adam cut the engine, I could hear them arguing about this. Sean and Adam argued pretty much 24/7. I was used to it. But I would rather not have heard Sean complaining that they were going to have to walk a whole extra fifty yards and up the stairs just so Adam could say hi to me.

Sean jumped off the boat. His weight rocked the floating dock again as he tied up the bow. He was big, maybe six feet tall, with a deep tan from working all spring at the marina, and a hard, muscled chest and arms from competing with Adam the last five years over who could lift more poundage on the dumbbell in their garage (Sean and Adam were like this). Then he straightened and smiled his beautiful smile at me, and I forgave him everything.

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book ia Amazing, I loved The Boys Next Door and I Loved Endless Summer. I found myself wanting to be lori, throught the book and to have that best guy friend and to one day realize that your both in Love with each other. I will definately be reading this over. I started on it yesterday and have only stopped to sleep which i did not want to do. I Love all the characters especially Lori and Adam. So Here's to another great novel by Jennifer Echols and to one day having a this kind of Love.
Halie Hutcherson More than 1 year ago
sounds exactly lke the summer i turned pretty which is a great book
TeensReadToo More than 1 year ago
This bind-up edition contains THE BOYS NEXT DOOR and its long-awaited sequel, ENDLESS SUMMER. In THE BOYS NEXT DOOR, Lori will do anything to get Sean, one of the three brothers next door, to notice her. Lori's plan? To date Sean's twin brother, Adam, and get him JEALOUS! Wakeboarding moves, mixed emotions, and a few bryozoa later, Lori discovers that she might be pining for the wrong person! (SPOILER ALERT! For those who have yet to read THE BOYS NEXT DOOR, do not read the following...) ENDLESS SUMMER continues where we last left Lori and Adam. Lori has finally figured out that Adam is the right one for her ever since she was a little kid, literally, and that he always had a crush on her. Happily together, their dating was bound to hit a rough patch, and that patch just happened to be Lori's dad. Although you can't blame him, as Lori and Adam accidentally fell asleep in Adam's truck. This incident not only caused Lori to miss her curfew but also gave her dad the chance to embed it in his mind that something else might have happened between the couple. Unfortunately, countless of pleas and explanations only lead to Lori's dad forbidding her to see Adam. However, staying away from each other is not as easy as it sounds, especially since they work together. If Adam doesn't stay away from Lori though, it's off to military school. With the right opportunity, Lori is given another chance to strike up a horrible plan - date guys way worse than Adam - so that her dad will see that Adam just isn't so bad. From bad boys to brothers, Lori is taking all the chances she can to get Adam back as her boyfriend, even if it ends up making Adam jealous. Will Lori's plan work, or will it just tear apart their relationship? Told in alternate narrations, ENDLESS SUMMER does not disappoint. Lori and Adam will join the ranks of the greatest couples in history (including Ross & Rachel). The love they have for one another is just so palpable that readers will cheer them on in hopes that they end up together once again. Jennifer Echols does a fantastic job writing through the minds of two teens (which is the scariest place to be). Lori continues to be that strong-willed character, with ideas that aren't the greatest, and Adam the loveable boy next door, who knew one day he would get the girl of his dreams.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was so heart touching. At parts it actually made me cry. I couldn't put this book down, from the time I got the book I read it all the way till I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore till I went to bed. Then when I woke up I started reading the book till I finished. I would recommend this book to anyone who likes romances. I would love to fall head over heels for someone who has been my bestfriend(guy) for my whole life and him being in love with me the whole time. I would love for there to be another book after this! To tell about what happened in school and everything.
thebookscoop More than 1 year ago
...This book brought out all of the emotions in me. It made me smile, it made me laugh, it made me mad, annoyed and livid at times but it did entertain me as well. It's also made me very anxious for more Jennifer Echols because I ate this book up, this book is weighs more than my nephew Luke but I inhaled this book in a day. Kudos, Jennifer Echols for writing a complex character that I will remember for always...Adam Vader. To read the full review, visit http://thebookscoop.com
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Okay so lot of people are saying it is the same as The Summer I turned Pretty...its not! Yes they both take place near water. Yes its in the POV of a girl. Yes there are two hot guys. Yes the girl has an older brother. And yes there is a party. But other than that they are very differnt books. Both books are great. I recommend both. If you liked one you will like the other!
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is one if the best books i have ever read it makes you want to keep reading more and more. Im on part two now and im not able to put it down
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book I read the summary and I saw other people noticed it too it's kind of like the series we'll always have a summer or another book in the same series the summer I turned pretty. I hope it's not the same...... it sure follows the same story line......
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I am a huge fan of romance books. So when i read one, i excpect to get some cute romance from it. There were to books in this one. The boys next door, and endless summer. The boy next door was super cute, i really loved it. The storys line was great, it was kinda easy to figure out what was ganna happen, but not that kind of cheesy, not worth reading, can quote the rest of the book, easy. Now endless summer....... i honestly wouldnt have read it if it didnt come with the first book. It was alot of extra drama, and the point was kind of the same. I didnt think it was needed, and i hated the ending. To me, a squel should tie up loose ends, this left more questions and made me think there would be a squel to it. But since there isnt, i think the book wad rather pointless.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
First off, the two books are absolutely amazing. The endings were a little too predictable but through-out the books I kept guessing who Lori was going to end up with. First I thought she would be together with Sean, then it changed to Adam, then it changed to Cameron, then back to Sean, and finally with Adam. Even though her sl*tty actions were for a good cause, I would be pi**ed if I were Adam. I also think Adam shouldn't have been speaking to Rachel behind Lori's back. But other than the fact that the characters didn't have common sense, it was amazing.
Ashley Stowers More than 1 year ago
I loved this book so much! Lori, the main character, makes some really bad decisions that are worhty of a slap across the face... Its a must read book!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kayla Matos More than 1 year ago
I can't decide wether I like the book or hate it. Its a summer romance book. EXACTLY what I wanted to read which is why I might say that I like it. Plus I like the characters too. But there are just alot of things so far that I find so annoying in the book (and im at half of the book). First off, one of highest reasons why it brings me to hate, I dont understand why do the conversations seem to go off track and I can barely understand why they would say what they said (which looks like something random to me). Second, what was the point of some events? Take for example when lori and adam get caught by his father, the conversation is confusing and just pointless in my opinion. Third, why cant lori just get straight to the point when she talks or say that she fell in love with adam right when he professes his love for her? She admitted it! But no, the conversation steered off. And the biggest problem with me is: why in the world would she have to get back at adam when he didnt do ANYTHING wrong?! If she had felt fine enough to go out with sean to look for her wakeboard, why the hell wouldnt she run over to adam and tell him the truth about the accident and that she didnt do it on purpose for sean?! Most likely, they would get together since she knows ALREADY that adam turned rachel down and that would have solved everything and rachel will just get over him and go back with sean. But no, lori talks with sean and agrees to make out with him at the party for no absolute reason. And I feel like where the rest of the book leads to will be more and more pointless in order to drag it on.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Not as good as the reviews indicated. Doesnt even come close to how good 'the summer i turned pretty'was.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Kept yu on your seat the whole time. I luved it. Adam + Lori forever. Epic couple. The other part were also funny. But Loris got guts. An she was desperate so i guess thats not an up. Hehe. But adam seems really nice. I mean the boy next door falls for the girl next door how ironic. I LOVE Lori she is awesome
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Couldn't put this down!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Is it worth the $10? I'm debating buying it.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Im in love with this book
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love it!!@
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Its a cute story that I read again and again. Its kind of cheesy but a good summer read. Lori is a tombpy and just wants the guy she likes to realize her. Only, that guy happens to be her best friends brother. Lori concocts a plan to land her crush, but will she get more than she bargined for?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Thus book was just a my title said. Ughhh so freakin fantastici honestly loved it.
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