Pipsqueak (BEING EDITED)

|ORIGINALLY TITLED THE BAD GIRL CALLS ME PIPSQUEAK|

Rosie was a tall girl; her hair was dark brown and fell short by her ears in a scruffy pixie cut. She had a black beanie hat on her head and dark red lipstick on her lips. She was wearing black, ripped jeans and a big black jumper that had I PREFER THE DRUMMER printed on it in white acrylic. Her eyes were brown, the type of dark brown that made you count how many seconds of life you had left. Her cheek bones were extremely defined on her slim face. Her skin was pale and didn't have a single flaw. There was a piece of metal in her septum, a hoop that hung over the bottom of her nose-but it suited her.
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So this book is about the journey of a girl called Freya. Freya was raised as a good Christian girl, when she was fifteen her father died in an accident at work. Her life changed for the worse. The colour has been sucked out of her life.

A year on a strange girl moves into Mr and Mrs Nicholson's over the road, their new foster child. She's everything that Freya isn't, her name is Rosie.

After the schools Halloween disco which is also a dreaded date with her friend Jonathan, she realises that she isn't attracted to guys.

Confused and afraid of her feelings, she seeks shelter in the only person who would ever understand.

Rosie.