17 year old hockey player Sky Payters moved to Beverly Hills to live with her father. John Payters. Unhappy and rebelious, she is not sure how she is going to get threw, neither is her father.
Unknowing of her poetic talent and voice, she is soon discovered by Amber Pasashlin, director of " Star's Shine" Records. Sky thinks it is a fluke, even with her new friends Jessica Kennings and Jesse Youngs, breathing down her neck telling her to go for it.
But when she meets Flabe Donovan the dorky cute assistant of Breanna Rivers, will she change her mind and discover Beverly Hills just might be where she wants to be?
Preview of Chapter One.
" No way John. No way. You can not make me go to school, with a whole bunch of flakey money filled kids. With no talent..." I said glaring at my father, who was talking about new school clothes, and how fun eleventh grade at Beverly Hills High School For The Creative Arts, was going to be.
" Oh come on! There is lots of talent there, singers, writers, painters!"
"Yeah, but no hockey players. No sports AT ALL, dad I am a hockey player, not a twickle toe ballet dancer, or artistic painter." I said completely annoyed with him. I had never done anything, but sports, hockey. Always hockey. I had been in hocket since I was five, and I was mighty good at it. No I was definatly great at it. And for some reason my mother desided to send me to Beverly Hills to live with my father, in the middle of the season! My team was never going to make it threw the rest of the year with out me.
" I am sure you will find something you are interested in sweetie, but for right now. Do you think I could take you shopping?" He asked me, and I blinked looking down at my one size two big blue T-shirt , and grey sweat pants with a blue circle and a lion face in the center. My long brown hair, straight and perfect. Which my mom insisted on, I would rather just leave my hair the way it was when I woke up! Uggh.
"Whats wrong with the clothes I have on now? and the clothes I JUST finished unpacking in the WAY too big walk in closet in my WAY to large room...?" I asked brushing hair behind my shoulder, crossing my legs.
" I just want you to fit in is all..." He said and motioned for me to get up, running a hand threw his short blondish brown hair and waited for me to get up and walk out with a hopeful look on his face.
I sighed and stood up, the laces of my black air walks untied, and I couldnt care less. As I walked past him I mumbled,
" Want me to fit in, yeah right, more like don't want to be embarrested by your abnormal daughter is more like it..."
END OF PREVIEW. tell me what u think and I will continue with this novel!