"I don't care!" is what always comes out of her mouth. Whatever you ask her, the answer will always be "I don't care!" She won't even look at you, her head is buried in her books, that she reads again and again and again. Her room is a library. She drinks so much tea you drink in one week, maybe. Music is her religion and a special book of hers is her Holy Bible. She hates going outside, she's never been to a party and her only friends are those from Tumblr or We Heart It. School is hell and so are the worm summer days. She loves winter, but her favorite days are the rainy days. She prefers to be alone watching movies or reading books then be in a crowed place talking to people. Her parents are proud because she's a straight A student,but little do they know about their daughter. The love of her life is a Homicidal, Sociopath, of course, out of a movie. Her laptop hides strange things, her mother will be scared of her daughters mind. She is scared sometimes of the things she thinks. Her twin brother ignores her, he is the "Party Animal" , the "Bad-Ass" from their school, so he thinks his sister is to lame to hang out with him or his friends, he acts like he doesn't even know her, like, everywhere they go. A great life she has, right?
A musically talented teen with her sights set on the spotlight must find a way to get her life back when she falls in with the mob.
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In a city where con artists make the rules and aspiring females wear sequins and dance with a pole, Melody Holiday refuses to ride on the coattails of her semi-famous grandfather. She wants the freedom to choose her own path to showbiz greatness. When a chance meeting with a handsome stranger provides Mel with an opportunity, she thinks she's landed the big one. But her grandpa isn't thrilled with the direction Mel's career is going, and it's not until she stumbles across something she probably shouldn't have that this becomes clear. Perhaps meeting the stranger with the Rocky Balboa eyes wasn't by chance. Maybe Mel is rubbing elbows with the kind of people who could take away her freedom for good.
This story is loosely based on the author's feral youth. So, if you like your fiction shaken not stirred with a sprinkle of badboy on the rim, NEON GIRL delivers the goods; giving readers a dose of drama, a dash of romance, and a heaping helping of Las Vegas schmaltz. Oh, and there's a killer playlist, too.
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