Tutu’s & Cowboy Boots
(Part 1)
Genre: YA Romance
Cover by Pam Baldwin
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Cadence Lewis
has been dancing since she could walk. Living in New York with her parents she
has the chance to go to the best dance school in the country, but when her
father does the unthinkable she’s forced to leave her dreams behind and move to
a small southern town with her mom.
Cadence is
having a hard time adjusting to her new life when she meets Jade
Carpenter. Jade begins to show Cadence
that small-town life isn’t so bad, but when Cadence has a chance to go back to
New York she is on the next flight and will do anything to get her old life
back.
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Excerpt 1
“What did you say? A stroke?” I ask with concern and
confusion.
“Not literally. If you haven’t noticed it’s hot and sticky
here, makes you feel like you’re a stick of butter melting. I can promise that
you don’t want to be out here in the heat of the day, but if you don’t get to
moving, you will be.”
“I’m not doing any of it Gran. This is not what I signed up
to do.”
“Sugar, the moment you disrespected me was the moment I
knew it was time to teach you a lesson or two about life. So pick up those
boots and march your ass right in there.” Holy shit! Gran cursed!
“What? Shit ain’t a bad word. Look out there. There’s
plenty of it,” she says pointing to the pasture. As I turn back to Gran I
notice my cellphone lodged in a pile of crap.
“Gran, my phone! It landed in a pile of crap.”
“Well, brush it off.”
“Oh, no, I’m not touching that and now I need a new phone.
How am I going to talk to Lauren and my other friends without a phone?”
“I have one in the house. Now quit your whining and get
started on those stalls.”
Reluctantly, I follow Gran into the barn. Hearing a crazy
sound, I have no idea what I’m about to do, but I pray it doesn’t have anything
to do with a cow’s tatas.
Excerpt 2
As the bell rings for the end of the day, I stand and take
my time walking from class because let's face it, who wants to have everyone
know you drive that clonker? When I’m almost to the door frame, I’m met by
Jade.
“Hey, Cadence, right?” she says.
I look her direction. “Yup. That’s me,” I say with a fake
smile. Why can’t these people leave me alone?
“Just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Jade,” she says as
she walks beside me.
“Yeah. I got that from what’s her face.” I toss my head
back toward the classroom.
She giggles. “You’re funny.”
I crinkle my nose. I’ve never been called funny before.
“Why’s that?” I question.
“’Cause you just called Ms. Luckadoo what’s her face and
not to mention you look like you’re about to run the catwalk at fashion week.
You do realize where you are?”
“Well, I couldn’t remember her name and I live for fashion.
It's obvious people around here do not feel the same way.”
“Oh they do, but it’s a different kind.”
“What do you mean?”
Jade takes a moment to gather her thoughts. “Okay, let me
give you the run down.” I can’t wait to hear this. “Most girls around here are
up on the latest southern preppy trends from either Simply Southern, Southern
Charm, and Southern Fried Chics. Every girl here owns boots to work in as well
as boots to go out in. Jack Rogers are a must and we monogram everything.”
“Are you serious? You monogram everything?”
“Yeah. Just look around.” I do and notice every backpack as
well as vehicle has initials on them. What the hell? “Oh and don’t forget the
more glitter, the better.”
“That’s insane. Are people afraid they are going to forget
their names or something?” I say smartly.
“Nope, it’s just a southern thang,” she says with a deep
southern drawl. “See,” she says as she shows me her car. Oh gosh, she’s one,
too.
“So, tell me more about Lawndale High?” I ask.
“Well, there’s not much to say. I mean, it’s school. The
guys here are your typical country boys. They drive trucks and miss a lot of
days the first day of the season.”
“Why would they miss school on the first day of Autumn?” I
question.
“Please tell me you didn’t just say that.”
“Um, yeah. The first season to occur while in school is
Autumn.”
She starts to shake her head. “Girl, you’ve got a lot to
learn around here. Let me spell it out for you. Bambi, big bucks, big boy toys,
trophies on the wall, and food in your belly.”
About Casey Peeler
Casey Peeler grew up in North Carolina and still
lives there with her husband and daughter.
Growing up Casey wasn't an avid reader or writer, but after
reading Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neal Hurston during her
senior year of high school, and multiple Nicholas Sparks' novels, she found a
hidden love and appreciation for reading. That love ignited the passion
for writing several years later, and her writing style combines real life
scenarios with morals and values teenagers need in their daily lives.
When Casey isn't writing, you can find her near a body of
water listening to country music with a cold beverage and a great book.
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