Saturday, April 23, 2011


Hey guys, I was bored and started writing. Tell me what you think about this and if I should continue it, thanks!

Chapter 1
Finally, the day was here. Ever since the first day of freshman year I had been dreaming about the time when I would become a senior. There would be no more aggressive jocks and peppy cheerleaders to push any juniors around, at least none but us. Boy did it feel good to be at the top of the food chain.
            I crept out of bed, careful not to wake my mom. The clock read 6:25 and the sun had yet to creep out of the darkness, so I wandered to where my clothes lay in the dark. I’d fix my outfit later.
            After getting ready and heading downstairs, I struggled to think of what to make for breakfast. As if on cue, my cell phone buzzed from the kitchen counter and I picked it up, finding myself staring at Stella’s face.
            “Stell, what are you doing calling this early?”
            I heard a yawn from the other end. “Just wondering what you were eating for breakfast.” Best friends think alike.
            “I haven’t decided.” I said while picking up a box of cereal from the cabinet. “Actually, make that frosted flakes.”
            “Huh, I thought you’d go for cheerios.”
            I rolled my eyes. “Are we really gonna talk about breakfast the first day of senior year?” Of all the things Stella was good at, conversation was not one of them.
            “Fine. Do you need a ride?”
            “Since I’m not walking two miles, yes.”
            “Then see you in five.” And the conversation was over.
            I set the phone back and tried hard to keep my eyes from wandering to the picture frame sitting on the counter next to it. It would ruin my day. It would bring me back into a whole state of wondering and questioning, trying to find the truth.
I lost the battle.
I found myself staring at the picture. Me, with my brown hair all curly and untamed around my shoulders, I had my head turned away from the camera while I looked to the girl behind me. She had the same green eyes as me, the same smile. I wondered what it would be like if we were going to school together today. I wondered what it would be like to be a senior with my sister.
It wasn’t long ago that she disappeared, just four years. Only I remember it like it was yesterday.
It had been hot, one of those sticky and moist days in Briarfield, North Carolina. Everything had been the same; there hadn’t been a sign or a clue that things might be different that day. I remember thinking about how humid it was. I remember wishing I had gone along with Anya to her volleyball practice instead of walking home.
I’d stepped inside the air-conditioned house, instantly feeling better. I had sat down on the leather couch and waited and waited for Anya to come home. Only she didn’t come. She hadn’t picked up her cell phone, her friends hadn’t seen her, and she hadn’t been at practice. She’d simply disappeared.
I remember running up to my bedroom that night and crying myself to sleep. I’d prayed and prayed that this was all a dream, that I had gone with her to volleyball, and that we’d both be doing our homework right now, as if nothing had happened.
But I hadn’t. And even now, I think it’s my fault.
Beep! Beep! I snapped out of my trance, Stella was waiting for me outside.
I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door, forgetting about breakfast and for the most part, about Anya.
            “Hey, girl! Ready for the first day of the rest of your life?” Stella asked as I stepped into the car.
            “Ready as I’ll ever be.” Stella gave me one of her looks and rolled her eyes as she drove down the street. 

Death by Denim

Hola there! Long time no see, huh? Haha. Well, I'm being lazy today, so the summary for this book is from the actual book, not mine. So here's the review!
Aphra Connolly is being chased by some very dangerous people. She knows her survival depends upon staying far away from love interest Seth, and listening to her mom’s lectures on the finer points of anonymity and survival. But how is a girl supposed to live under the radar and not think about her boyfriend when she’s in Paris—the most romantic city in the world? When her mom’s contact in Paris is found floating in the Seine with a deadly message stuffed in his mouth, Aphra realizes that she will never be able to stop running unless she confronts the situation head-on. Sneaking away from her mom, Aphra tracks down the criminal mastermind in Italy, only to unwittingly reveal Seth’s location. And her mistake has just put them both in mortal danger. . . .
Well, I have to say, this book was even better than the last two! There were so many twists and unpredictable things. I never knew what was going to happen. The ending was a little sad, but I guess I saw it coming.
Aphra was just as outgoing as before, she did the most dangerous things in order to save her and her friends life, and the consequences just made the book even more interesting. There was less of Seth in this book, but still enough for me to think how awesome he is. Ryan though- throughout the whole book I was like, "Ryan has to be a good guy, he CAN'T be a bad guy." And up until the very end I had no idea what the answer would be. The book managed to capture my attention from page one and overall proved to be a very good read!
Stars: 5
Status: Must Read!
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