May Bea
"Here's the thing. I'm not perfect. I'm weird and loud and not model skinny. I'm mean and nice and sad and happy and frequently confused. I like to be inside, sat on my laptop, watching stupid videos on YouTube and brain dead shows on Netflix instead of going outside and living the prime of my life. I don't like the thoughts in my head or the things that I say or the way I portrait myself. I wish I was somebody else entirely sometimes."
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May Bea Fischer is confused.
She doesn't know who she is anymore. She used to be certain about who she was. May was the girl who loved everyone and everything. She was kind and considerate, endearing and charming. She minded her manners, did as she was told (with occasional slip up here and there), and respected her elders, however slow they may have been. She was, quite simply, an angel child.
Now she isn't. May has turned into a different person, a horrible one that argues with her parents, plays her music too loud, slams way too many doors, and wears too much makeup. Like the large majority of people in this world, she changed, and has no idea what happened to the sweet little girl she used to be. May is no longer an angel child. She is, quite simply, a teenager.
So is Michael.
She wants to know who she is. He wants to know why the ice cream truck's music is so annoying.
They'll figure it out together.
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So I'm doing Camp NaNoWriMo in July.And I deleted Rising Stars and Heels Over Head. Whoops?
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this book. I'm not a very experienced writer and most of what I have written up until now has been awful, so hopefully this turns out the way I want it to (also, the description sucks, I apologize.)
I'm excited to write this :)
I am not making a generalization against teenagers, either (TEEN POWER WHOOP except not really 'cause that's weird. Anyway...), I'm just trying to get the point across that May Bea (Bea is her middle name, by the way. It's like maybe, except turned into a name. PUNS) changed a little bit (a lot), mainly due to the fact that she chose the wrong friends and didn't listen to her parents and such.
Stick with it, I guess? (I hadn't started yet, so you can't stick with anything, it's all nonexistent)
Also, dear reader (look, I'm fancy), leave a comment telling me your thoughts (once this starts. I previously stated this, but the book, aside from the [awful] blurb, is nonexistent right now)
Enjoy :)
-Frankie (the girl attempting to write something. Slash StayAwake40, whichever you prefer :P )
bee-tee-dubs (jiggy with the lingo) This book, May Bea, is mine. It protected under copyright laws and is not under public domain. Any resemblance this has to other books or plot lines and any character resemblance is purely coincidental.
Copyright 2014, StayAwake40
(Look, I'm fancy again)
LET'S ALL PRETEND THAT I ACTUALLY WROTE THIS FOR CAMP NANO.
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May Bea
Teen FictionMay Bea Fischer is confused. She doesn't know who she is anymore. She used to be certain about who she was. May was the girl who loved everyone and everything. She was kind and considerate, endearing and charming. She minded her manners, did as she...