While TRULY is going through the review process, I thought my lovely readers might like a sneak peak of something different. This is the first page of a trilogy I have been working on for years. It's about a group of teens. At the moment, this first novel is called Adam & Amber but I have a title for the trilogy in my mind that I shall share with you when it's final. What follows is one of the first drafts of the first page. *Please note, in no way is it the final product. Names, places, spelling and punctuation are sure to change!
Adam
Infinity is a magical place
few have visited. I went
there first with Adam Barclay, a boy I met after my parents moved with me from Los
Angeles to Phoenix during my first year of high school. At my new school, in the tiny town of Infinity, on
the edge of the Arizona desert, I was rendered silent. I only spoke when I had
to. That was until Adam, Rufus and Lena Barclay arrived in junior year and I
found my voice. I had to know everything about them. They were the subject of
school gossip for so many reasons… but I’m moving ahead of my story.
People ask me what I remember most about the
summer I turned sixteen. They expect
me to say the blistering, orange heat or the endless attempts I made (practising in the concrete car park of the local supermarket) to gain my learners permit. Who knew I’d never need it?
My oldest friends, the girls I went to
school with in Los Angeles, wanted me to describe the desert and the boy I met
there. But how could I describe a place I’d never really been to, a boy who
remained a secret? Infinity loomed beyond the main town of Phoenix and sprawled
out into a tiny maze of suburbs. My uncle lived very close to the desert, in a trailer park an
hour’s drive from where we now lived and so close to Infinity he could almost touch it.
Once I'd visited, I promised my friends, I’d tell them more.
I vowed to describe the ‘vacation’ I
intended to take to visit Uncle James. The trip would go beyond the desert,
through pure water and a golden sunset that spread across dawn till dusk. Beyond talk of desert animals or air that
smelt like sun and sand, my old school friends would never believe me if I told
them the truth; that I disappeared in time, leaving only dust and the red earth
behind me.
