Sometimes, we don’t get to choose who we fall for.
Lennon spends most of his time raising his little sister Currie while trying to skate through his senior year of high school. He prefers groupies with no-strings attached but finds himself strangely attracted to Jinx, the straight-A student in his choir. Lennon’s curiosity overrules his good sense as he tries to peel away the layers to discover the reason for Jinx’s skittishness.
Jinx conceals the black truth about herself from her friends. She won’t admit to them that she screwed up big time, losing her first love and what she once held most precious.
When Lennon’s band holds auditions to replace their keyboard player, Jinx comes to tryout and almost leaves after seeing Lennon. Despite the fact she despises him, she joins the band to nurture her love of music that will hopefully ease the guilt gnawing away at her.
Like the rest of his band mates, Jinx soon witnesses Lennon battling his infamous father for the custody of Currie. While confronting his pent-up anger at his dad, Lennon exposes vulnerabilities he had no intention of letting any girl ever see, especially Jinx. Their reckless pasts may bring them together or further complicate their already messy lives.
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Harry noses his way into my room, so he can hump my leg, even though we whacked his nads off years ago.
“Buzz off.” I shake him off my leg, not too roughly, because he’d blow away in a light breeze.
Undeterred, Harry follows me to the kitchen. He’s determined to impregnate my foot. He licks his chops.
“Sorry, bud. No treats here.” Currie’s a pescatarian, so there’s no meat in the house for the little guy or me.
Harry attacks my ankle again. “Would you get your gay dog off me?”
“He’s not gay,” Currie says, matter of fact while spooning more yogurt. “Humping on your leg is also a show of dominance. Harry’s simply letting you know he’s the boss.”
“Why doesn’t he hump your leg?”
“Because Harry didn’t train me to feed him.”
“That was supposed to be your job when I agreed to keep him.”
“You are such a pawn in our game.” She shoves a bowl of yogurt and fruit over to me. “Eat.”
Chris Myers suffers from an overactive imagination. In second grade, Sister Bernice produced Chris’s first play about pumpkins mauling and eating children. Apparently, the nuns didn’t catch the underlying meaning. This instantly raised Chris to stardom amongst her peers for the several days off from schoolwork while in production. She spent her high school years writing torch songs for fantasy guys then moved onto writing thrillers and young adult. Chris lives in Colorado with her daughter, her better half, and BeBe, a rambunctious Bichon.
Chris literally has very few photos of herself, even though photography put her through college. Here she is with her sisters and daughter. Chris is the one with the vino.
Chris started out as an art major, then moved to bio-chem, hoping to play Victor Frankenstein as a genetic engineer or messing with people’s minds as a psychiatrist. Just as she was about to graduate, she decided being broke for another four to ten years wouldn’t work out for her adventurous spirit and traveling. She ended up with an electrical engineering degree then a masters. As it turns out, she should’ve finished her first novel twenty-five years ago and stuck in the make-believe world where she is happiest.
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