Synopsis
What do you do when
everything you had planned out for yourself gets changed in one summer? Do you
embrace the new or fight to keep things the same?
For seventeen year old Kinzleigh everything was going just as
she always planned. She had great friends, went to a school she loved, and
always knew she was destined for greatness. One step already completed towards
acquiring the job she has forever dreamed of, a pro football cheerleader.
Nothing and no one was going to stand in her way, especially not love. What she
doesn't expect is for her parents to suddenly change everything and send her
spiraling into a life she didn't want for herself, especially after meeting one
blue eyed boy she can't stop dreaming about. Her life is changing at every
turn. She is learning that sometimes life has different plans than our own.
When she finally accepts the hand fate has dealt, everything is ripped from her
once again.
Can she accept the ugly fate that was chosen for her or will
she fight to once again accept it.
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Excerpt
I finally reach the end
and sit, placing my legs over the side, but because
of my height they do not reach the water. The night begins to
replay through my
thoughts. I can't believe everything I've worked so hard for
is crashing down
around me. Being squad captain of one of the top 5 squads in
the country
guaranteed me a spot on almost any college in the country.
Even if this Hicksville
town, Mississippi has a cheer leading squad, will they even
have room for
another cheerleader? Do they even compete? Now, I'm going to
have to work
harder just to get a tryout at the colleges I'm interested
in.
Why would my parents
just pick up and move us when I have one year of
high school left? How do they expect me to just leave
everything I know behind
and start over? I have friends here, family, that has to mean
something to them.
This isn't fair. Maybe I can think of a way to stay behind. I
just have to. My
parents have got to understand what this will do to me. I
just want to wake up
and realize this is all a dream. All I can do is stare out at
the ocean, lost in
thought.
All of my emotions
finally catch up to me and the tears start to fall, heavier
this time. I can't stop them anymore. I don't know what to
do. Everything was
going great in my life and now the misery is about to begin.
I don't even try to
wipe the tears away anymore, I just let them flow. I don't
understand out of all the
states in the continental U.S., why my parents have to choose
some po-dunk
town in Mississippi. I can't imagine the kind of people that
reside there. After that
big hurricane, Katrina I think, they had people walking
around barefooted and
missing teeth. Do they even have shopping malls and designer
clothes, I wonder,
or is it full of trailer parks and cow fields. My stomach
turns at the thought.
I'm not sure how long I've been sitting there, staring at the
water, but my
back is beginning to hurt and I'm growing tired from crying,
but the tears continue
to fall. I should just go home and go to bed, but I'm not
ready to face my parents
yet. I lay back against the pier, looking into the sky. Its
dark, but the sky is clear.
There is not a cloud for miles. It's beautiful glancing out
at all the stars, shining
brightly. It's also a full moon tonight. A strange
peacefulness begins to wash over
me, causing me to close my eyes. Clearly my mind is not in
normal territory,
because I would never close my eyes late at night on a public
beach. There are
too many creeps out there.
I couldn't have been
laying there but what seemed like a few minutes. I
must have dozed off when, "Mind if I join you,"
flows through my ears in a deep,
raspy voice. My eyes pop open and a tall familiar face is
standing over me,
looking down, with a smile on his
face.
I begin to panic and sit
up in a hurry, embarrassed. Embarrassment is a
rare trait for me and this guy has brought it out twice in one
day. "I'm sorry, I don't
usually do this, it's been a bad night." I look back out
at the water, gripping the
side of the pier, as if the most beautiful boy isn't standing
behind me. Right then, I
can feel his breathing on the back of my neck, quickening my
heart rate. In the
short time, he has managed to squat behind me, the inside of
each knee resting
against my side.
He begins to whisper in
my ear, "May I keep you company for a while? I'll
be quiet if that's what you need." His breath is so
light, it tickles my ear. I can
barely breath, let alone speak, so I just nod. My head is
fuzzy and I can't think
when he's this close.
He sits beside me and removes
his shoes, placing his feet in the water. I'm
finally able to exhale the breath I've been holding.
"How long have you been
here?" I turn and glance at him, to find that he's
staring at me. I don't know where
this guy is from, I don't really care, but he's gorgeous. I
never take an interest in a
guy, it's one of my few rules, but following rules have
gotten me nowhere,
obviously. I'm not thinking clearly anyway, I guess I can
break my rule and enjoy
his company for a while. He is leaving soon anyway and right
now I need a
distraction from all this bad news.
He reaches out slowly,
as if he's afraid I'll run away, placing his hand over
my cheek, rubbing his thumb underneath my eye, freeing it
from the wetness of
the tears. Great, I have no idea what I look like right now.
"I needed to clear my
head and came to the beach, I saw you standing by the water
earlier, are you
okay?"
My eyes close at the
warmth from his hand. I should be mad he followed
me, but I can't. I just want him near me, but no personal
questions. I don't need
him to know me or what makes me tick. I don't need any
complications. I open
my eyes to him staring at my lips. "Can we just exist
together without trying to
obtain personal quota? Let's just enjoy casual company, two
people needing
nothing from each other. Clearly you're not from here,
meaning you'll be gone
soon. I'm not one of those girls that needs or wants to know
everything about you
nor do I want to spill my entire life to you. We don't have
to pretend with each
other, lets call this what it is. Can you do
that?"
He just stares at me as
if he's trying to figure me out, like I'm a book full of
secrets. He seems lost in my eyes, amused, confused, I don't
know. We sit there
staring at each other as if we can't pull away. He doesn't
say anything, just bites
his lip as if he's trying to answer his own question, or to
make a decision. I'm
about to get up and walk away, when his other hand reaches
behind my neck,
pulling me closer. His lips stop in front of mine, close
enough to touch, when he
whispers, "Beautiful," and crashes his lips to
mine.
His lips are so soft and
full, but needy. His warm tongue slips through the
opening of my lips, requesting entry. Our tongues taste,
touch, and dance
together.
A moan, barely more than a whisper, escapes my lips. I run my
hands
across his arms and up his neck, into the back of his hair.
My heart is beating
wildly. Foreign emotions are running through my body. I have
never felt this need
before, but it's as if my body needs more. Suddenly, I feel
like I need to cross my
legs from the spasms down below. What is he doing to me? What
does this
mean? He turns, laying me against the pier. He has one hand
on my waist, the
other beside my head, holding his weight above me, like when
we were at the
beach. He continues to kiss me, taking my bottom lip into his
mouth, lightly
sucking. He makes a low growling sound from his throat. I'm
not sure why until I
feel his need pressed against the bottom of my belly, making
my eyes go wide
from surprise. Oh no, I can't go there. As if he can sense my
panic, he stops. He
kisses me one last time softly and releases my lips.
He looks me in the eyes,
a smile growing across his face. He brushes his
fingers through my hair, down my arm and grabs me by the
hand, interlacing his
fingers with mine. "Nothing personal huh, I think I can
do that." His lips brush
mine quickly before he moves back to his spot of the pier,
pulling me by my hand
to sit between his legs. "I promise I'll be good for the
rest of the night. I've just
wanted to do that all day."
I'm completely and
utterly speechless. I have no idea what I'm doing. I
never do reckless or unplanned things like this. I have no
idea who this guy is,
really, and now I'm sitting on the pier making out with him.
I really need to get my
head
back in the game. I always think everything through before I make
a
decision. Being around him takes away my ability to process.
Right now there are
so
many unknowns, but what I do know is that I'm not ready for it to end just
yet.
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Meet the
Author
Charisse Reid lives in the small town of
Purvis, Mississippi. She is married with a
four year old
daughter. She developed a love for reading through iBooks and
Kindle app, on
her iPad, a year ago she never would have imagined. She loves
to escape for
a while through the characters of a good romance. Any romance
will do, but
she has developed a passion for indie authors. They seem to
usually
develop the
best stories in her opinion. Her personal favorite is Young Adult
and
rocker
romance. Got to love those tattooed bad boys right? She never
would
have dreamed
of writing until a fellow author friend mentioned she should try
it
through
editing a work in progress for her.
At first, she
thought it was funny because editing was as close as she thought
she would get
to the creative side of book writing, but then came up with a
storyline and
decided to give it a shot. Now she absolutely loves to write and
has
several books
lined up that she cannot wait to share with the world.
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