Tuesday, August 2, 2011

NEW story idea(:

Here is the book cover.

Main Character
age* sixteen
hair color* dark brown
eye color* bright blue
favorite color* any bright color.
favorite book* N/A
hobbies* shopping, photography, listening to music, writing letters
height* 5'1"
style* preppy
school* Bluehill High
other* wears contacts.


Dear God,
          I am Leigh Summers. I began hating you eleven years ago…
                                                                             -Your “daughter”-

At age five Leigh Summers was orphaned. Her grandparents kept her for about a week, until they put her up for adoption and eventually placed her in foster care. Up until she was sixteen, she moved foster homes every year. One family actually did want her and put up with her stubborn and strong willed behavior. They loved her for who she was. When Leigh messes up big time, will they still want her or will they pass her on to the next family on the list? 


Her short hot pink nails cracked under the pressure of her teeth as she sat kicking her feet like a metronome. They kept a perfect beat despite the sweat beads that trickled down her thin nose. She pulled what was left of her fingernail out of her mouth and folded both of her arms across her stomach, and gripped her elbows as tight as her long and thin fingers could handle without breaking.
          “Leigh, you’re pregnant.” The sixteen year old girl covered her bright blue eyes and let the tears fall.
Her only thought was, “Good thing my parents aren’t alive; they’d kill me.”
“You’re about seven weeks along. Congratulations, Leigh.” After a few moments of silence the doctor continued, “Are your foster parents here?”
Leigh swallowed a few times then looked up, “No.”
The young doctor looked puzzled, “Do they know you are here?”
            Leigh answered quickly this time, “Please don’t tell them! Please, I beg you.” The tears fell more quickly know and she clasped her hands together and squeezed tightly as she began to shake.
“I cannot unless you give me permission, it will be okay. You won’t be able to hide it long although. I’d advise you to tell them soon, I know it’s hard but you really should.” Leigh slowly shook her head, dried her tears as best she could and scheduled her next check-up. She could hide it as long as she needed to. The doctor couldn’t possibly understand, let alone her parents.
Leigh walked through a nicely painted white door making sure to announce her arrival, “Home!”
A sweet and quiet voice responded, “Did you have fun at the mall, honey?” Leigh nodded trying to be convincing. “Why didn’t you buy anything? I gave you money.”
“Yeah, mom, I know. I just didn’t see anything I liked. I will go back in a few weeks.”
Her mother smiled, “Okay, darling. I am going to go start supper, what are you craving?”
            Leigh’s eyes widened, then remembered her mother didn't know she was pregnant and answered, “Whatever you make.” With a smile, her mother went to the kitchen and Leigh went to her room. 


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