|
the story of a girl starting high school and making a big mess |
Size: 1 Item
Created: March 21st, 2004 at 1:33pm
Modified: January 8th, 2007 at 8:55pm
Access:
No Restrictions "FROSH"
Jenna is a the new girl in a high school in the Detroit 'burbs. As a freshman, she's new to everything, but soon finds a friend in Mack Demario. Mack soon introduces her to her friend, Spencer, who instantly dislikes her prep status. To try and win him over anyway, she and Mack take to creating a new personality for Jenna, as Payton, the rock-loving punk at the privite school in the next town. Big mistake. As Spencer falls for both Payton and Jenna, the lines between the two begin to smudge, and the real problems begin.
"FROSH 2"
Jenna, Nick and Spencer are back, with new problems, new controversy, and new feelings. In this sequal, the characters you came to know an identify with (from what I gather from all the positive reviews I've gotten (thanks for those, by the way)) are making more problems (on accident) than ever, and don't know what to do.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: this story was a work of hand-callouses and tears. in the last stages of writing, i was causing all sorts of problems. lashing out at people, leading riots, killing chickens for sacrifical perposes. okay. not really, but you get what i mean. but, it's done now, and i hope you like it
MORE RECENT AUTHOR'S NOTE BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT TO DELETE THE OLD ONE BECAUSE WAS PART OF WRITING THIS BOOK: As some of you know, I lost my upgrade a while ago, and all my items were deleted, my space decreased, and my document size reduced. So, I don't have the space to put up this (too long) novel. I also am not sure if I even want to put up the whole novel anyway, because it's pretty old. I wrote it my freshman year--that's 2003 if anyone's counting. I took what I knew, which was a bunch of corny fourteen-year-old conversations, and translated them into a novel, which I thought was a masterpiece. Of course, I always think they're a masterpiece, until I finish the next one. Then I look back and go, "Wow. That other story sucked." It's a vicious cycle, lol. Anyway, this story is a time capsule back to the days where I hardly knew anything about high school, boys, etc. Now I know that not only does it sound naive, it also sounds immature, so I'm hesitant to put it back up, as it no longer accurately portrays my writing.
Besides, I mean, my new stories have a lot more sex.
Just kidding.
...well....not really.
Conversationally Yours,
Jess