Ta Ta for Now! E-Book

Bethany Lopez

• Herausgeber: Bethany Lopez
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Melissa begins her freshman year with one goal in mind, getting Brian Jackson to be her boyfriend. She will soon learn that things don't necessarily turn out the way you plan them, the value of true friendship, and the importance of family.

The Stories about Melissa series is a coming of age series that follows Melissa, her family, and her friends. Similar to Sweet Valley High, each book is novella length. There will be eight books in the series.

Leseprobe

Ta Ta for Now!

Stories about Melissa, Book 1

Bethany Lopez

Contents

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

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24. Entry 1

About the Author

Also by Bethany Lopez

TA TA FOR NOW

Copyright 2011 Bethany Lopez

First Edition 6/1/2011

First Revision 12/31/2011

Second Revision 9/1/2013

ISBN: 9781463563387

Cover Photograph by K Keeton Designs

Cover Design by Makeready Designs

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Edited by Kristina Circelli

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Chapter 1

First Journal Entry:

I always hear people say that they wish they had lots of brothers and sisters. I guess they’re lonely because they’re only children or their siblings are older, but they can’t possibly understand the magnitude of what they’re saying. If they knew what it was like to be the oldest of four kids, they’d thank their lucky stars, shut their mouths, and be grateful for the peace and quiet.

My name is Melissa (don’t call me Missy), and I’m fourteen years old. I live in Dearborn, Michigan, with my mother and father and my brother and sisters. Yes, my parents are still together and have been married for sixteen years. I know, it is weird, but they seem to be happy. Of course, they have me to help with all of the things that they don’t want to do (Did I mention that I’m the oldest?). Not to sound ungrateful, I love my parents (and occasionally my siblings), but sometimes I just want to go into my room and be left alone for twenty-four hours. Just one day, that’s all I’m asking; it doesn’t seem like an unreasonable request!

So, my sister Megan, who’s twelve, gave me this journal for my birthday. She said that maybe if I write down my thoughts, I won’t talk so much (She is the queen of the backhanded compliment). I never had a journal before, and I like the idea of having somewhere to express my thoughts and feelings. I don’t know how much I should say, though, because I would hate for someone in my family to find it and read it. Anyway, as I was saying, my birthday was yesterday and tomorrow is my first day of high school. I’m nervous, but so glad that it’s finally here; I feel like I 've been waiting to be out of middle school forever!

It’s been a fun summer, and I’ve enjoyed working on my tan, but my best friend went away to visit her dad for the summer, and I can’t wait to see her again. I’m ready to get back to school and show everyone how much I have grown over the summer! My hair is longer, I think I have grown at least an inch, and I (finally!!!) have started to develop in the way that only girls do. Did I mention I have a fantastic tan? It seems like it has taken forever, but I am finally starting to like the way I look! With a little makeup and the right outfit, I plan to knock Brian Jackson’s socks off. I vow to make him notice me this year!

I’m getting ahead of myself. I wanted to start off explaining how my crazy family functions, not jump right into my plan to make Brian Jackson mine!

So, I told you about my unconventionally normal parents, Craig and Linda. He works at Detroit Diesel, and she is a teacher at Dearborn High (Yes that is the school that I start tomorrow, the one dark spot on my sunny day!). They were high school sweethearts, went to Central Michigan University together, got married, and started having enough children to start a basketball team. Their proudest moment was, of course, the day I was born. I don’t know why they didn’t stop there and realize that I was all they would ever need, but they didn’t, and next came Megan.

Megan is alright. She will be in seventh grade this year and is a total tomboy. I mean, the girl does not know the meaning of good hygiene. She is always running around playing some sport, and doesn’t care if she leaves the house without brushing her hair, let alone taking a shower. She can be embarrassing sometimes, but for the most part she is tolerable.

So, they had two girls, you would think that would be enough... not for Craig and Linda; they had to keep having kids, and along came number three, Mikey, who is a nine-year-old pain in the neck. He always gets what he wants because he is the son, and gets away with murder! He is the only boy in the family and therefore runs around like he owns the place. He is always breaking stuff and blaming it on the rest of us. He makes faces behind our parents’ backs, and is just an all-around brat.

Finally, my parents had the accident that they call Monica (Yes, they have a weird obsession with the letter M). Don’t get me wrong, Monica is cute. She doesn’t get in my way, and she doesn’t break my stuff, which is pretty good for a five-year-old. I just don’t understand why my parents felt the need to keep having kids.

Was I not enough for them? I am cute, funny, and a lot of fun to be around. We could have had a great time together without all of the fighting and craziness that comes with having four kids! I can’t see the upside of that many kids in one house! Think of the amount of laundry (I know because I have to do it), and how much they could save on groceries if they had stopped after me! Oh well, there is nothing that can be done about it now; although, I often fantasize about them dropping Mikey off at a fire station. But it just doesn’t look like that is ever going to happen!

Okay, enough about them, I think you get the idea! Now, let’s get to the important stuff like what to wear on my first day of school!

Mom picked me up a couple of cute tops and jeans, but I don’t know if I want to wear jeans or a dress, or maybe a skirt. I want to look killer and make a good impression. To do that I need to wear something that makes me feel good. Maybe I will wear something blue. I have noticed that Brian wears blue a lot; maybe that is his favorite color. Let me tell you a little about Brian... he is tall, with dark hair and blue eyes. He is on the swim team and the football team. He is so totally dreamy and seems like a really nice guy. I had him in my P.E. class last year, but I didn’t get to talk to him much because he was always participating in sports and games, and I was always doing my best not to participate in sports and games. I watched him though, and he always seemed like someone that I would get along with really well. His eyes are so beautiful; it is like looking into crystal blue water! And his smile, Oh My God! His teeth are perfect and white (he must have had braces), and his smile just lights up the whole room. Did I mention he is totally hot? I cannot wait to see him tomorrow!

I think that is enough for my first entry. I need make sure I have everything in my book bag and get my clothes situation figured out for tomorrow! I will write tomorrow and let you know how my day goes!

Chapter 2

First Day of School:

WORST DAY EVER! First, my outfit did not turn out the way I wanted it to. I felt uncomfortable and awkward all day. Second, Brian wasn’t even at school. I looked for him everywhere and then Jimmy Rogers said that Brian has been sick for a week and didn’t come to school today. To make matters worse, my “best friend,” Jess, apparently became a super goth chick over the summer, and now I am not cool enough to be her friend. She spent all of lunch in the courtyard with her new friends, smoking and eating fries with ketchup. I tried talking with her on my way to English Lit, and she acted like I wasn’t even there. She said something to the chick with black-and-white makeup about me being an annoying “cheerleader type” that kept trying to talk to her.

Hello!!! I was there for her during her zit face phase, and when Jimmy Rogers told all of third grade that she smelled like pee, and now she is pretending that she doesn’t even know me? I am really upset about this. How does someone who played Barbie barber shop and ran through Mrs. Thomas’s sprinklers with me suddenly have a case of amnesia? I can’t believe that my best friend in the world would just turn on me like that! She did spend the summer at her dad’s house, but he lives in Nebraska for God’s sake! What is goth about that?

Then, just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, I totally fell on the way to the bus, IN FRONT OF EVERYONE! I was walking out to the bus, and the heel of my shoe got caught in the crack of the sidewalk, and I totally fell forward and landed face first on my backpack. I got up as quickly as I could and tried to play it off, but that darn Jimmy Rogers was there, and he started laughing and pointing, and we all know how Jimmy Rogers loves to spread gossip. He can be really funny when you aren’t the target of his gossip, but today I just thought he was a big jerk.

To top it all off, when I got home Megan and Mikey were fighting over who gets to sit at the desk in the den to do their homework, and I had to break it up before they rolled right into the big screen. I just do not have time for their crap today! I had to run in here and get this all out before my head exploded! Now, I have to run and do my homework and start dinner before my mom gets home, or my day will get much, much worse!

Okay, I’m Back:

Okay, I am feeling a little better now. I finished my homework, which was mostly just filling out paperwork and signing the teachers’ rules for their classrooms. Although I did have to write a short paragraph for English Lit detailing what we would change about our lives if we could; of course, I wrote about how much happier I would be as an only child.

I felt a little guilty about that when mom came home with Monica, who was so happy to see me and tell me about her first day of kindergarten. She said that she sits next to a boy who smells, and she had her first taste of paste. She was really cute and excited, and I guess I did miss seeing her today. She was all decked out in her favorite purple and pink dress with her black patent-leather shoes on and her hair in pigtails. She is like me when it comes to looking cute and being put together. Then I looked over at Megan. Her hair looked like it had been in a wind tunnel, and she was wearing a shirt with ketchup and mustard stains on it. Does she not realize that I went to her school and that the teachers and some of the students there know that she is my sister? So embarrassing! She could at least put a little effort into the way she looks. I mean, even if she doesn’t care that she looks like a ferret that got into a fight with a hot dog, she could at least think about my reputation! Jeez!

Since mom was home, she and I made dinner together. I would never say it to her, but this is my favorite part of the day. Just her and I together... working in the kitchen and talking about whatever comes to mind. It was such a nice time that I didn’t want to ruin it by talking about my horrible day; however, she is a teacher at the same darn school, so of course she knows about some of it already!