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More Snippets of The Lake Effect

The following is a snippet of The Lake Effect. I chose this snippet because it is a prelude to the first inciting incident of the book and gives the reader a glimpse into the characters’ mindset at the beginning of the book.

I will be posting other snippets of the book in upcoming blogs. They may not always be in the order of the book, so keep that in mind if you find yourself a little confused as to how they all fit together.

Enjoy!

She asked me if I thought she should wear her hair up to show off her long neck. I told her to go for it. “Why not get noticed?” I said. She beamed at the idea, wanting permission from anybody to let loose and have some fun. She did a twirl to show off her flippy floral dress and her long legs—legs that seemed to run the length of the bathroom wall. I had to admit she was stunning.

I opted for a jean skirt and halter top. I left my shoulder-length brown hair down but teased the bangs to give extra height to my shorter, smaller frame. She let me borrow her lip gloss. I was never one for gooey lips, but I kind of liked the way it made my facial features stand out. I looked in the slightly distorted mirror and almost didn’t recognize myself. I definitely didn’t look thirteen anymore. I knew I was going to walk out of the bathroom a different person, even if it was for just the next five hours. I wasn’t scared, but I was a little apprehensive. The first thing I bought for this new look was a pair of black cat-eye sunglasses. I could see out, but no one could see in. I immediately felt taller, more confident, and more than ready for an adventure.

We made quite a pair, she and I did. What I lacked in bait, she more than made up for with her obvious head-turning ability. She didn’t need sunglasses to give her strength of character; she merely let her hair flow with the breeze. Even though her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, it was long enough to flow. God, some girls had all the luck—breezy hair and a beautiful long neck at the same time—and the boys couldn’t help but stop their conversation mid-sentence to take in her aura. There was something about her when she was out in the open. She knew her value, not just with boys but with the world. I, on the other hand, was her negotiator sidekick.

Looking Back

Remember what it was like to be thirteen? All we wanted was to be older than what we were. Life would be so much easier when we were older, right? We’d have all the freedom in the world to be who and what we wanted to be.

We had no idea what life was all about.

No wonder our parents kept us on a short leash.

It’s all about the discussions, my fellow readers.

Till next time.

Ruth

 

 

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