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Hit and Run
By: Lurlene Mcdaniel , Sal MurdoccaeBook Publisher: Random House
Imprint: Random House Children's Books
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If no one meant for it to happen, should someone be guilty? Analise : She knows the roads and feels secure riding her bike. Laurie : When asked out by Quin, Laurie is happy. Then his car hits something. Later, Laurie realizes there is a way to get Quin to date her. Quin : Because Quin is athletically gifted, his father expects him to get a scholarship. Nothing is to get in his way of college, athletics, money, and success. When he realizes what has happened, he decides he must not let it ruin his future. Jeremy : It's been the perfect relationship with Analise. Little does Jeremy realize that the beautiful wood he carves will be used for something for Analise.As the lives of people who never wanted to hurt others intersect, harsh realities of choices that cannot be changed are explored.
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| Title of eBook: Hit and Run | |
| Release Date: 03-10-2009 | |
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| Publisher: Random House Children's Books |
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| Parent title | Hit and Run |
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| SKU | 9780375891700 |
| File size | 2230 |
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Hit and Run
1
Analise
Friday, October 21, 11:58 PM
I am floating in total darkness. Not floating like in water, but on a stream of air. Floating, trapped within a dark cloud . . . my eyes wide open. But there's no light, not even a glimmer, and I can't see. I hear nothing. I feel nothing. No pain. No brush of air against my skin. Not the limbs of my body. Not the beating of my heart. Not the sound of my blood rushing through my ears.
My heartbeat. My sight. My touch. Where are they? Where am I?
Who am I?
2
Laurie
Friday, October 21, 6:15 pm
"How many times are you going to change clothes tonight?"
I stop riffling through the contents of my pathetic closet and look over at Judie, my best friend. She's sitting on my bed eating potato chips, spilling salty crumbs all over my comforter.
"As many times as it takes to get it right," I tell her.
"I've seen at least four outfits that look good on you. Why not just eeny-meeny-miney-mo them and get over it? He's going to be here in forty-five minutes." She glances at my bedside clock. "And I still haven't done your hair."
I want to be patient with her, but how can I? She knows that Quentin Palmer--Quin to the entire city of Asheville, North Carolina--has asked me, Laurie Stark, out to a bash at some mountain estate. I think of what Dorothy said when meeting the Wizard of Oz. "I am Dorothy, the small and meek. . . ." Freshman girls like me don't get rushed by senior jocks like Quin. And yet, I was. He came right over to the cafeteria table where I was sitting with Judie two days ago and said, "You're Laurie, aren't you? Want to come to a party Friday night?"<...
Analise
Friday, October 21, 11:58 PM
I am floating in total darkness. Not floating like in water, but on a stream of air. Floating, trapped within a dark cloud . . . my eyes wide open. But there's no light, not even a glimmer, and I can't see. I hear nothing. I feel nothing. No pain. No brush of air against my skin. Not the limbs of my body. Not the beating of my heart. Not the sound of my blood rushing through my ears.
My heartbeat. My sight. My touch. Where are they? Where am I?
Who am I?
2
Laurie
Friday, October 21, 6:15 pm
"How many times are you going to change clothes tonight?"
I stop riffling through the contents of my pathetic closet and look over at Judie, my best friend. She's sitting on my bed eating potato chips, spilling salty crumbs all over my comforter.
"As many times as it takes to get it right," I tell her.
"I've seen at least four outfits that look good on you. Why not just eeny-meeny-miney-mo them and get over it? He's going to be here in forty-five minutes." She glances at my bedside clock. "And I still haven't done your hair."
I want to be patient with her, but how can I? She knows that Quentin Palmer--Quin to the entire city of Asheville, North Carolina--has asked me, Laurie Stark, out to a bash at some mountain estate. I think of what Dorothy said when meeting the Wizard of Oz. "I am Dorothy, the small and meek. . . ." Freshman girls like me don't get rushed by senior jocks like Quin. And yet, I was. He came right over to the cafeteria table where I was sitting with Judie two days ago and said, "You're Laurie, aren't you? Want to come to a party Friday night?"<...
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