Lindsay is on a summer teen tour to France and she's determined to have a fling before she comes home. And not with a fellow American. No, she's only considering boys with foreign accents. Will she find her Jacques or Jean-Claude who will look deep into her eyes and feed her Brie on baguettes? Read her travel diary to find out! Also! My new novel DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT will be out March 11th! It's about a homeroom of NYC high school students who unexpectedly get telepathy...from their flu shots. Imagine you could hear what everyone was thinking? Look for an excerpt on Wattpad!

The vines cascading the long, broken-barked tree were a pale green. Almost lifeless, although the rest of the organic house made up for the disappointment. I looked towards them, the three of them, as if we were the last four people on earth. Six dark black pupils staring at me, my soul. What I did, wasn't what I wanted... It wasn't what I planned. In a small town I grew up. The countryside. And with the quaint village I lived in came a discriminational side effect... We were always forgotten. We were side effects ourselves. After facing the leaders of our civilization, explaining the rights of our village, we weren't sent out in hiding. This obviously didn't please them. The only village with known importance to the council is the Bindea Village. Sneaky hunters with sharpened and blood-stained weapons. Eventually escaping from the wrath of the leader that disliked the four of us the most, Trimppat, we found an on tree-house, obviously created by a group of kids.

This is my true story before everything happened this is the answer to everything