Hey, I am quiet proud of this story :P Here is Chapter 1.



I look in the mirror, turn sideways, suck in my stomach. Wish that my chest was a little fuller. I turn and face my reflection. I pull in my cheeks a little, like a fish, to give them definition. I read it in a magazine, once, that high cheekbones are beautiful. Julia, my seventeen-year-old sister, taught me how to put on blush to make my cheekbones show up. I still look twelve, I think.

But I’m not. I’m thirteen today. This morning I got up early and washed my hair and curled it. I’m wearing a straight navy skirt and a powder blue sleeveless sweater and I have a ribbon tied in my hair, like a headband. I twirl in the mirror, sing, “Venus, if you do, I promise that I always will be true” along with Frankie Avalon. I bought the record yesterday as an early birthday present to myself with babysitting money. I figured I should have something nice to listen to on the morning of my entrance into the teenage world. I glance out my window. I think that maybe I’ll see him today. I think he’s home, now.

I am the girl next door, and that’s what’s funny about the whole thing. Before I leave my room, I stand on my tiptoes in the doorway of my closet and reach up for the box. I set it on my bed and pull out the mess of magazine clippings. For luck, I think. My heart beats a bit faster as I look at his face, chiseled and smooth, even in black and white. I know his eyes are blue and sparkling, know it from hours of watching him at the movies. I saw his last film seven times, sat in the back row by myself, grinning through it all.


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Chapter 2


Today, it is my birthday. I am no longer a child, but a teenager. I have lived next door to Chase Mattson since I was six and his parents separated. He moved from California, with his mom. He’s lived in that house for more than half my life, now. He is eighteen, a year older than Julia. In the movies, though, he is more my age. Maybe fifteen or sixteen.

We live in Wisconsin, so when he’s doing movies, he’s gone for a while. Out to California where his dad lives. But he always comes back to Wisconsin when he’s finished. He’s only been in three films, but the last one made him famous. He started out doing commercials. He brought me to the set, once, when I was nine. He asked Julia if she wanted to go, but she said no, and I piped up and said yes. He didn’t object.

When he’s out in California doing movies, I go through my pictures, to remind myself. Someday I will be Mrs. Eleanor Mattson.

“Nora! Come have breakfast!” Mom’s sweet voice floats up the stairs to me. I quickly replace the lid to my box and slide it back onto the top shelf, behind the pair of shoes with high heels I got to wear to church last Christmas. They hurt my feet.

I skip down the stairs and make my grand entrance.

“What’s on your face?” Julia asks, already at the table. She looks perfect. It’s summer and she’s going to the bay, probably. That’s what she does on summer days.

I stick out my tongue at her. “I did my make-up like you taught me to,” I say.

“I’ll fix it after breakfast.” She looks me up and down and nods. I guess she’s satisfied with the rest of me.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart,” Mom says, kissing me on the cheek and putting a plate of pancakes in front of me. There are chocolate chips sprinkled on top, my favorite.

I open my presents at the table. I get a book from Mom and Dad, beautifully bound with pages that are uneven at the edges and a satin ribbon that ties to keep it closed. Young women keep journals, Mom tells me, so this is for me to keep track of my journey into adulthood. Julia gives me a new clip for my hair, the grown-up kind that makes you look sophisticated, and three new shades of nail polish. Two for summer – Rose Blush and Tangerine Spice, and one for when it gets cold – Raspberry Wine.

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Chapter 3


After breakfast, after Julia fixes my blush so that I don’t look like a clown or a prostitute, I sit on the front steps. The day is pretty, but hot. Julia does go to the bay with her friends, and I wish I could go with. Instead, I feel the summer heat move around me, lift my hair and make it tickle my nose.

Ronnie, my best friend, sees me out her window. She runs across the street, her freckled cheeks starting to get tanned from the sun, even though she’s a redhead and by all standards should burn, not tan. She has something for me, a little box. It’s wrapped, pretty. “Happy birthday, Nora!” she says, sitting next to me. “For your big day.” She hands me the box. She knows my plan.

I open it and my smile widens into a grin. It’s a beautiful necklace, gold, with a little pearl nestled in the center. “Where did you get it?” I ask, touching it gently.

“My mom helped me pick it out. You only turn thirteen once. Want me to help you put it on?” I nod and she takes it out of the box and slips it around my neck. I’m so glad Ronnie is my best friend. We spend most of the day sitting on my front steps, talking. Mom brings out lemonades, and after lunch we walk to the corner store to get some candy and a few firecrackers, which we light on the sidewalk.

Julia comes home for the picnic we have every year. Teddy, her boyfriend, is with her. Today is July the fourth, did I mention that? I was born on Uncle Sam’s birthday. That’s part of the reason I am named Eleanor, I think. Everyone in the neighborhood will squish into our backyard to eat hot dogs and burgers Dad grills on his new Weber, and then we’ll climb onto our roof and the Mattsons’ and the Westerbergers’ to watch the fireworks that get set off over the bay.


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Jus Read It Today!! Luved it .. I Hope You'll Write More Even Though Its Been About 4 Months Since You Last Updated Lolz

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