The Non-Conformist Club

I thought I'd let Stella and Roland tell you about the book, The Non-Conformist Club, since they are the narrators and everything. --Drew

"Ok, so the Non-Conformist Club is about this fat, ugly, bitchy, goth chick..."
"Stella...don't talk about yourself like that."
"Shut up Roland, Drew told me to sell the fucking book, so that's what I'm doing."
"Suit yourself...."
"So it's about this fat, ugly, bitchy, goth chick named Stella who is in love with Dave the leader of a group of smart kids called the Non-Conformist Club...."
"I still can't believe you call it that."
"I said shut up. You were begging to get in when I met you. You didn't have any friends except the toilet bowl when your face was getting shoved in it."
"Fair enough."
"So Roland and I take turns telling this story, about how Dave takes Roland here under his wing and tries to make him less of a pussy while I'm trying to get Dave to fall in love with me."
"Heh, ya gonna tell 'em how tough guy? Or are you going to make them read the book? It's pretty embarrassing...."
"If I gotta tell you one more time to shut up you bitch, I'm going to put you in your grave."
"Alright, so the book's got everything, sex, violence, drugs, gambling, magic, cursing...."
"Lots of fucking cursing."
"Indeed, lots of cursing. But I think most teenagers would like it, don't you?"
"Yeah, and people who remember being a teenager too. It's a funny story, sad in a few places, but mostly funny. And realistic, at least these guys seem real to me."
"Well, that's because they are you. At least one of them is."
"Always gotta be the smart one, huh? Anyway, check out the book, it's free and I think you'll like it."
"Yeah, me too."
"Nobody cares what you think, Roland."