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Cleo glanced around and saw Kyle, a geeky but cute guy who had been her lab partner last year. "Yoo-hoo, Kyle!" she called. "They need Thunderbirds." Kyle blushed. "Me? No way." "Yes way," Cleo said, nudging Kyle toward the stage. People clapped as he climbed up the steps. Soon a few other...

"I'll be a Pink Lady!" Cleo yelled, rushing toward the stage. This was right up her alley. She noticed people glancing at her and whispering, but she ignored them. She loved being on stage. She saw Ridge. Man, he was good-looking. But she swallowed down that feeling. He belonged to Macie.

"Yeah," Cleo said, grinning. "Sorry if I interrupted you. I just was stunned by your talent. But yeah, I should draw more often. I used to be really good at it, but I feel I've slipped a bit. It's nice to meet you." She turned her attention to Macie, who was looking for a volunteer from the...

As Macie's voice soared through the air, Cleo saw a girl drawing Macie in her sketchbook. It was amazingly lifelike. "Wow, that's an amazing drawing," she said to the girl. "I wish I could draw like that." @Alexis.Val.Kelly

Cleo stood back and grinned as Macie began to sing. Her voice was sweet and melodic, and made Cleo feel like she was floating away. She wished she could sing that well. But never mind, it wasn't a big deal. She was lucky to have befriended the best singer in school. Maybe Macie could teach Cleo...

"I can do percussion," Cleo said. Suddenly she felt hesitant. "I'm not that good, though." She used to take drum lessons, but hadn't in a while. What if she embarrassed Macie? She wondered why she was so self-conscious today. She wasn't usually this way. Maybe it was just the pressure she felt...

Cleo's head pulsed with anger as the people shouted nasty things about her. What did they know? She might not be as cool as Macie, but Macie wasn't a snob. She didn't care about wealth or social status. And Cleo wasn't "only in it for the fame". As if an ordinary person couldn't truly be friends...

After class, Cleo bolted from the room, wanting to catch up with Macie and tell her about the annoying encounter with the girl. But when she found Macie, she was surrounded by fans, all chattering and squealing. Cleo first felt jealous, then worried for Macie. Was she overwhelmed? "Macie!" she...

Cleo glanced at her schedule. "I have science." She felt a pang of disappointment that she wasn't with Macie. But Macie had said she could handle it. So she waved goodbye to Macie and Jasmine and left for class. When she had taken her seat, the girl next to her peered over at her. "Did I see...

Cleo watched Macie and the other girl from a slight distance, ready to "protect" Macie if needed. But Macie seemed to be okay with it. Suddenly, a pang of jealousy hit Cleo. What if Macie ditched Cleo for this new girl? But she shook off that thought. She was Macie Lightfoot - of course she was...

"No idea who that is," Cleo said. She hoped the girl wouldn't bombard Macie with questions and autograph requests. Should she talk to her in hopes of distracting her from Macie, or would that just make things worse? Despite her doubt, she smiled and waved when the girl peered back.

"She likes me? Seriously doubt it," Cleo grumbled, then wondered if she sounded too negative. "Anyway, onward!" When they got to class, students were still chatting while Mr. Green typed away at his computer. "Mr. Green," Cleo called. He didn't look up, so she tried again, louder. "Mr. Green!"...

Cleo seethed with anger. She had wanted to join the drama club last year, but the teacher who organized it wouldn't let her in because her grades weren't good enough. Maybe this year she'd get the lead role in the play, though. That would show them all. She pushed her thoughts to the back of...

Cleo groaned inwardly when Mrs. Mercer appeared. She knew the principal didn't like her, after she had been sent to detention several times last year for being "disrespectful". Though Mrs. Mercer was smiling, Cleo noticed sarcasm in her tone. She wanted to roll her eyes, but didn't want to make...

Cleo could hardly keep from grinning. Macie seemed to like her! "I'm Cleo," she said. "Cleo Wallace. I'm a junior. I like art, fashion, acting, sports, things like that. Oh, and I'm a bit crazy." She giggled, then hoped she was coming off as likable rather than ditzy.

"Are you Macie Lightfoot?" Cleo asked, a squeal emanating from her mouth. As soon as Macie nodded, Cleo began gushing. "OMG, I just love you. Your cover of 'Perfect' by Ed Sheeran was just...perfect, no pun intended. Old song, but a good one. I can't believe you go to the same school as me, and...

Cleo strutted through the hall. She noticed people staring at her boldly patterned dress, bright purple tights, and high heels, but tossed her long red hair over her shoulder and ignored them. They were just so obsessed with brand names that they didn't know what true fashion was. When she got...

Name: Cleo Wallace Age/Gender: 16, female Grade: 11 Orientation: bisexual Personality: (What the character is like. Their behavior) Cleo is outgoing, funny, and a bit crazy. She is friendly and gets along with people from all cliques. However, she can be hot-tempered when angry, and tends to...

When My Heart Joins the Thousand by A.J. Steiger. It's good so far, if a little bit too sad and too sexual for my tastes.

"Six months," Natasha said, staring down at her stomach. As usual, she felt a pang of worry that the girl was going to sneer at her or scoot away from her. But then she remembered that here she didn't have to worry about that. She leaned back on the bench and smiled. "It's going to be an...