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It's in the accent

Novel By: Kirkyb
Young adult


Moving schools is one thing moving schools from one end of the country to the other is another… Christine Sommers family have picked up and moved from the heart of Cow country in Wisconsin down to the Sunshine State so her Dad can take up a coaching position with U.F. Football.
Her Dad was originally from Tampa and has always wanted to move back there and he saw this as the chance his family needs, with her Mom an author that’s away on book tours a lot most of the time it’s left up to Chris to take care of her little sister…
Fitting in to a school run by the popular kids isn’t going to be the only challenge she faces when she upsets the girl that could make or break her…………………..
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Submitted:Aug 2, 2010    Reads: 2,184    Comments: 139    Likes: 24   


...................... I turned round and smiled at Niko. He put his arms round me and hugged me.
"I left the two of you together because…"
"You can't handle to much emotion" I teased, it felt good to be hugged by the one person who understood some of the crap from today,
"No" he groaned "If' I'd known" he looked back at Dimitri who was talking to Jackson away from everyone else. "I wouldn't have…" I put my hand over his mouth and blushed. He moved it away "I was going to say I wouldn't have let him try to get close to you if he wasn't done with" he jerked his head in the direction of Abby.
"And you'd have stopped yourself from…" his hand went over my mouth this time.
"Chris I wanted to carry on so much… I think you felt how much" he chuckled a little and turned a lighter shade of pink as his voice whispered so others couldn't hear. "But I'll never take advantage when the other person is hurting like you are" he dropped his hand from my mouth "You still want a friend" I nodded as he rested his forehead against mine. "What happened this afternoon will stay kept quiet okay as soon as I've said one thing" he moved back and took a step back "Nice rack Chris" he winked a grin across his face as I swatted him he started to run down the beach with me chasing him.
"That's really keeping it quiet" I laughed jumping on his back.
"Hey I'm saying what most of the guys were saying about you yesterday after the performance" he groaned hoisting me so he was giving me a piggy back "So you good with having a hot headed Russian friend"
"I guess" I sighed "Thanks again for not… I'm sorry for"
"Okay apologize for it again and I'll take you to my truck and show you what you could have had" he laughed as we got back to the fire he set me down and high fived me. Dimitri glaring at his brother. "He's pissed because we're laughing"
"Oh well his problem" I shrugged as Miranda looked at me then at Niko and back to me I just shook my head at her.
"Hey Chris" Alfie called out I looked up. He held up his guitar.
"Hey Wisconsin do you need the Fuck me boots to sing or can you rock it out bare foot?" Jackson called over.
"Okay can we put an end to the joke about the boots… it was for the stage" I held up my hands.
"Oh and there go my dreams" Niko teased hip checking me.
"Hey she slept in them last night" Xander called out everyone looked at me.
"I couldn't get them off on my own" I protested
"Yeah right... Who was the lucky dude?" Pete whistled across to me.
"Oh will you stop" I hung my head laughing "Xander had to help me get them off this morning, while my dad had a heart attack in the kitchen after seeing me dressed like that"
"Kitchen… I needed the bathroom after thinking of you like that" Niko laughed poking his tongue out. Dimitri came up to him and punched him in the arm hard and hissed something in Russian at him. "Get over it" Niko smirked back at him
"Okay… I think we need to get her singing" Miranda grabbed my arms and steered me to Alfie Pete brought over his guitar as well and sat down.
"So give us a song" Alfie said strumming lightly and looking round. We spent the next hour singing and playing the request that were fired at us half the time the others joined in. I stood up
"Okay I need a drink" I smiled
"Come on you have to do more" Jackson called out as Reba pulled a face at him.
"I need a drink first and then if my good friend here will let me use his guitar" I put my arm round Pete's shoulder.
"Any time" he nodded
"I walked over to the cooler"
"You think you're so good don't you" I looked up and round at Reba "You've got Nikolai drooling over you and Dimitri and Abby fighting because he brought you here today, and now Jackson's joined the Christine fan club"
"I don't make people do things" I shrugged "If people like me that hey great if they don't then screw them… I don't need to be the popular one… I have enough confidence to know I'm good at what I do… I don't need to be told I'm pretty or cute or have to date the hottest guy in the school because it makes you look good" I was pissed she'd said anything but she reminded me of Brittany with how shallow she was. "I feel sorry for you because what are you going to do for friends when you leave high school and everyone goes their own way, some washed up cheer leader that had acquaintances not true friends" her face dropped "I don't care if you like me but don't be jealouse of me just because you want to be like me" I turned away from her and noticed everyone listening Jackson and Niko and Xander were trying not to laugh as Alfie and the other band kids didn't care and were on the verge of applause"
"Why would I want to be you… you're from Wisconsin and you can't do the things I do"
"True but I never really thought about getting laid as a talent… for you maybe a vocation" The snorts and sniggers rang through the air
'You've asked for it you bitch" She lunged for me as Jackson hauled ass from where he was sitting to grabbed her but not before she'd slapped my face.
"I might be from Wisconsin but they make us ass tough" I snapped balling my fist and taking a shot only to hit the ground wrapped in someones arms……………………..




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