Confessions Of An Angry Girl. Louise Rozett

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      ROSE ZARELLI, self-proclaimed word geek and angry girl, has some confessions to make...

      1 I’m livid all the time. Why? My dad died. My mom barely talks. My brother abandoned us. I think I’m allowed to be irate, don’t you?

      2 I make people furious regularly. Want an example? I kissed Jamie Forta, a badass guy who might be dating a cheerleader. She is now enraged and out for blood. Mine.

      3 High school might as well be Mars. My best friend has been replaced by an alien, and I see red all the time. (Mars is red and “seeing red” means being angry—get it?)

      Here are some other vocab words that describe my life: Inadequate. Insufferable. Intolerable.

      (Don’t know what they mean? Look them up yourself.)

      (Sorry. That was rude.)

      “Thanks for the carnation. It’s pretty.”

      “You’re welcome,” Jamie says with that slight smile that makes the back of my neck tingle with warmth.

      I don’t want to be just friends with Jamie Forta.

      What would happen if I leaned over and kissed him? Do I have it in me to do that? Would he stop me?

      I suddenly hear myself breathing too hard and too loud. I start to feel stupid, dumb, needy. Fifteen minutes ago, Jamie Forta said we were just friends, and so what do I do? Fantasize about kissing him. It’s crazy. This whole thing is crazy.

      Confessions of an Angry Girl

       Louise Rozett

       www.miraink.co.uk

      For Alex Bhattacharji,

      who helps me—in so many ways—to do the work I love

      Thanks to The Feedback Pack—Alex Bhattacharji, Jean & Ron Rozett, Michael Rozett, Lynn Festa, Spencer Kayden, Elisa Zuritsky, Tim Brien, Rachael Dorr, Monica Khanna, and Becky Sandler. You’re all so darn smart.

      Special thanks to Barb & Sean Patrick, for arranging a phenomenal day for me at Fairfield Ludlowe High School. And of course, special thanks to Hamden High School, and to all the great teachers and wonderful friends I encountered there who helped make high school everything it should be. (Truly!)

      Super special thanks to Natashya Wilson of Harlequin Teen, who challenged me to find out what was really making Rose Zarelli so mad, and to Emmanuelle Morgen of Stonesong. Thank you both for taking a chance on our angry girl—and on me.

      Contents

       Prologue

       Fall

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Winter

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Spring

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 21

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      PROLOGUE

      THIS, DEAR READER, is a tale of the hell of high school. Of being dropped into a world where it seems like everyone is speaking a foreign language. Where friends become enemies and enemies become nightmares. Where life suddenly seems like a string of worst-case scenarios from health-class movies.

      This is a story about a girl with a stellar vocabulary who is four years away from college and a year and a half away from a driver’s license. About a girl trapped in a hostile universe where the virginity clock is ticking down—relentlessly—with zero consideration for her extenuating, traumatic, life-altering circumstances.

      This is a story about death. About the occasional panic attack, the inability to shut up and high school in the suburbs without a cell phone.

      Read it and weep.

      FALL

      plummet (verb): to fall suddenly, sharply, steeply

      (see also: to start high school)

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