Description: A school based drama where you play the new girl starting at a new high school and fall in with the wrong crowd.
Category: Teen
Price
Price - $0.39 per Chapter
Total book price - $3.90
Excerpt from chapter 1
Just as you'd hoped, you have the park to yourself. When the sea breeze hits the families will come out, but until then you can sit, and swing, and think. It's hard to believe that so much has been going on in your parents' lives that you weren't aware of. Should you have been paying more attention? But who could have seen this coming? A Post Office for God's sake!
Your dad's been made redundant. Kind of humiliating, you would've thought, but he doesn't seem bothered. The mining industry has a history of boom or bust, so maybe nothing surprises him anymore.
He could get another position. That's what he's always done. And what is your mother thinking about? She loves her job. She'll wither and die without the people and pace of the city. What possessed them to want to move their family to some tin-pot, one horse hellhole?
You're swinging higher and higher now. With each pass the breeze is tempting your hair loose from its ponytail. You grab the clasp and shake it free swinging higher still. You can see the city from here…you're going to miss city life.
But wait, you've been so busy brooding over what you do know; you haven't stopped to consider what you don't. Maybe this hellhole Post Office is actually in a nice place? Maybe, and this is better still, your parents never intended for you to move there and you're going to board at school instead?
"Hey there Elly P! I thought I'd find you here." Felicity jumps onto the next swing and quickly matches pace with you.
Your dad's been made redundant. Kind of humiliating, you would've thought, but he doesn't seem bothered. The mining industry has a history of boom or bust, so maybe nothing surprises him anymore.
He could get another position. That's what he's always done. And what is your mother thinking about? She loves her job. She'll wither and die without the people and pace of the city. What possessed them to want to move their family to some tin-pot, one horse hellhole?
You're swinging higher and higher now. With each pass the breeze is tempting your hair loose from its ponytail. You grab the clasp and shake it free swinging higher still. You can see the city from here…you're going to miss city life.
But wait, you've been so busy brooding over what you do know; you haven't stopped to consider what you don't. Maybe this hellhole Post Office is actually in a nice place? Maybe, and this is better still, your parents never intended for you to move there and you're going to board at school instead?
"Hey there Elly P! I thought I'd find you here." Felicity jumps onto the next swing and quickly matches pace with you.
