As August sits down, a mysterious figure approaches him; Summer, a dark-skinned girl with brown curly hair asks to join August at his lunch table.
The Summer Table
my name is Summer by the way, what's yours?
Summer sits down at the table and introduces herself. They tell each other their names and they start to eat their lunch.
Summer! why are you sitting here?
Summer's friend comes to the table and asks her why she's sitting here. Summer replies that it was too crowded on their old table.
it was too crowded.
Summer invites the girl to join them but the girl doesn't want to and she leaves. August remembered that that was the girl who was whispering to her friend about August.
come sit here. there's more room.
As Summer ate her mac n cheese, she brought up that both her and august's name have to do with summer and she came up with an idea that only kids with names that have to do with summer can sit at their table.
Hey, our names kinda match.
Summer brought out a notepad and they started saying names that had some sort of a connection with summer. By the end of lunch August and Summer had wrote loads of names that they would allow to sit with them at lunch.
There's Julian, like july.
ms Petosa could sit here too, that kinda sounds like pedal.