My summer was always pretty boring. All the other rising 9th graders were happy about it, I wasn't to be completely honest. My summer consists of working at the local grocery store, and seeing my weird cousins from Seattle, I have to deal with the popular kids coming to the store and filling up a grocery cart then leaving it there for me to clean up. My summer should be way more exciting than this. I mean, I live in Maui, the beach is beautiful, but I can't because I live with my aunt Caroline. Why do I live with my aunt? My mother died when I was a few months old. I try to avoid telling people this because then they act all pitiful towards me. It's really annoying, it's not like I knew her well enough to be sad about her being gone, to put it bluntly I don't remember her at all. I have no idea why she died, or anything about her really. I ask my Aunt Caroline and all she does is say that she had me. There were no details as to what she was, her hobbies, what she looked like. I'd kill to do something more exciting, but for now I'm stuck working at the grocery store with my aunt that is about as exciting as a brick with my worn down shack of a house in Hawaii. Everything is the same as it always has been and I don't think that's going to change anytime soon. So I guess I should prepare for 3 months of misery, wish me luck.
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Deepest Depths
Teen FictionCordelia Hastings is an orphan. Her mother died and she has no knowledge as to why, but when she visits her Aunt Alana she finds out exactly what she's been wanting o know for years.
