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Diver , the mystery man, is mellow, intriguing, and definitely unique. And Seth , the perfect guy In this series Book 2. Skip this list. Ratings and Book Reviews 3 14 star ratings 3 reviews. Overall rating 4. Yes No Thanks for your feedback! Report as inappropriate. This book was a great summer read. I love to read a good, light teenage drama and this one hit the nail on the head.

Theres always something happening at all times during the book and sometimes I felt like yelling at the characters not to do something. And today, as Summer was leaving school after the last bell, he had stopped in the doorway, looked out at the cold, miserable world outside, and said, "Hey, you live near me. Why don't I drive you home in my car? That way you won't have to walk from the bus stop and get cold. He had said them to Liz Block. He had not said them to Summer Smith. If he had, Summer would now be loving her life instead of hating it.

Just another two blocks to her home, Summer told herself. Two blocks she would not have had to walk if Sean Valletti had asked her to drive with him. Another five minutes of spitting out snowflakes under clouds so low you had to duck to get under them. There was no sun. There never had been a sun. It was made up by science teachers.

And there was no true love, not in the real world. True love existed only on TV. In the real world it didn't matter how young or even how perfect you were: Maybe she should have told Sean about the dream she'd had. Then he'd know she existed. He'd think she was bizarre and possibly dangerous, but he'd know she existed.

Summer had told most of it to Jennifer Crosby, her best friend, who was not known for her subtlety. Jennifer had told her she should march right up to Sean and say something like, "You're the man of my dreams. Jennifer had also suggested that Summer get Sean's attention by "accidentally" bumping into him. Summer had actually tried that. The bruise had healed after a few days. Summer smiled ruefully at the memory. Okay, so maybe it wasn't a genuine tragedy that Sean Valletti didn't know she existed.

A genuine tragedy would be if he did know and was deliberately avoiding her. She was carefully duckwalking up the icy driveway of her house when the wind caught her. She wobbled. She fought for balance. She lost. And Summer's already bad day suddenly got worse. Ten minutes later she finally opened her front door. And now she really hated her life. Summer closed the door behind her, shuddering with relief. She dropped the wet wad of notebook paper on the carpet. Her biology notes, all in loopy blue handwriting, were blotching and running together.

Her mother stepped out of the living room, carrying her reading glasses in one hand and a book in the other. You know, she has that big house there now, practically a mansion, so there's plenty of room. And it's right on the water.

The wad of slush was melting in her hand. She wants to know if I'd like that? Prophecies of Love and Guy Number One. There it was! Summer literally bounced in her seat as she looked out the window of the plane. The clouds had broken up, and the plane had emerged into clear sunlight so bright that Summer scrunched up her eyes as she looked down below at a scene so perfect, so intensely beautiful it made her want to cry.

She noticed the guy in the seat across the aisle looking at her and grinning-the guy who looked exactly like Jake Gyllenhaal. She'd heard him tell someone his name was Seth.

No more bouncing, she ordered herself. Cool, sophisticated people do not bounce. And from the very first moment in Florida she was going to be the new, improved, much cooler Summer Smith. The sweet, nice, average, boring Summer Smith whose big whoop in life was hanging out at the mall with the same guys who'd known her all her life was going to be left behind. Below her was a line of islands, green irregular shapes like mismatched jewels strung together by the wavy line of a single highway.

Tiny green islands fringed by white surf. Larger islands with houses in neat rows and the white cigar shapes of boats clustered around the shore. And in every direction the ocean, the Gulf of Mexico, blue where it was deep; green, even turquoise where it was less deep. Here and there the sun reflected off the surface, making a mirror of the ocean. The plane sank lower. The water was so clear, Summer could see the shadows of boats on the sea bottom. So clear that in places it was as if boats were floating in air, suspended over ripply sand.

Scattered on the water were bright splashes of color-crimson, purple, and buttery gold in the sails of windsurfers. And there were long white trails drawn by Jet Skis and motorboats across the blue. They were over Crab Claw Key, and Summer laughed. It's shaped like a,,,like a crab's claw. Very good, Summer told herself.

Already you're on your way to impressing the local people with your brilliance. She slid her crab hand down to her side. She was regretting the decision to wear jeans and a purple University of Minnesota sweatshirt. First of all, she was going to be too hot, judging from the blazing sun. Second, it was like wearing a sign that said "Hi, I'm a tourist from the Midwest. Feel free to mock me. But I don't have a job, at least not yet, although I definitely have to get one.

Mostly I'm just here to lie on the beach and swim and stuff. She was an old woman with a face that had the stretched face-lift look, as though each eye was a little too far around the side of her head. Find romance? No charge, so don't worry. Tarot cards. That's what I do; I have a little studio just off the main wharf. Normally I'd have to charge you twenty-five dollars. About landing soon, I mean.

She was laying out the cards. Half the people there are guys, so-" "You will meet three young men, each very different, each very important in your life. Please, let him not be able to hear this. The woman sighed and began gathering up her cards. Summer fidgeted for several seconds. She really didn't believe in superstitious things like tarot cards. But what would it hurt to find out what the woman knew? Or thought she knew. Or, at least, pretended to know. One will seem to be a mystery.

One will seem to represent danger. One will seem to be the right one. The shadow of the plane raced across them. The plane taxied toward the little terminal, and Summer began to feel nervous. One will be the right one. But that third boy-you'd better watch out for him.

The flight attendants were smiling and chattering, "g'bye, havaniceday, bubbye, g'bye" like happy robots, but Summer barely heard them. She was still turning the woman's words over in her head. She reached the door to the plane, and blazing heat jumped on her like a wild animal.

It glued her University of Minnesota sweatshirt to her skin. Very, very hot. Hot like crawling inside an oven. A breeze like a blowtorch caught Summer's long blond hair and lifted it from the back of her neck. She pried open one eye and saw a world of blazing light. Somehow the plane had flown from the earth straight into the sun. I was just looking around," Summer said.

His eyes were behind very dark shades. His smile was very nice. His smile was very, very nice. Then he turned, walking backward.

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