Punk Like Me by JD Glass

Author:JD Glass [Glass, JD]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: and the nuns, and she doesn’t always play by the rules. And, BSB; lesbian; romance; fiction; bold; strokes; ebooks; e-books, it was damn hard. There were plenty of roadblocks in her way—her own fears about being different, Adam’s Rib, just to name a few. But then there was Kerry. Her more than best friend Kerry—who made it impossible for Nina not to be tough, and the parents who didn’t get it, brilliant story of strength and self-discovery. Twenty-one year old Nina writes lyrics and plays guitar in the rock band, a love story…a brave, not to stand by what she knew was right—not to be…Punk., not to be honest, and dreamed hasn’t always been easy. In fact, A coming of age story, oh yeah—she has a way with the girls. Even her brother Nicky’s girlfriends think she’s hot. But the road to CBGBs in the East Village where Blondie and Joan Jett and the Indigo Girls stomped, sweated
Published: 2011-11-07T17:27:45+00:00

JD GLASS

car-primer gray, dented, wheel-less and up on blocks.

He’d told her it was for graduation and was Þ xing it up for that day, until he’d gotten killed last year in the line of duty. I spent most of my free time last spring with Samantha, at the wakes and funeral, just being there if she needed someone, ya know? When school ended, Samantha immersed herself in Þ xing that car (except for that one time I convinced her to come out and play) until it was perfect, until it was the thing of beauty and babe magnet it was. It was the only thing Samantha showed pride over.

“Come on, get in,” Samantha said, then noticed my companions.

“Hi, Betta,” she greeted the freshman. “Kitt.” She nodded coolly.

“Hi, Blade!” greeted Betta breathlessly, staring at the car with big eyes.

“Blade.” Kitt nodded just as coolly, and a silence stretched on as the two of them watched each other guardedly.

Samantha nodded her head once and jerked her head in the direction of the car. “Pile in,” she invited everyone with a jerk of her thumb, and slid back into the driver’s seat.

Kitt opened the door and sat in the back behind Samantha, and Betta scrambled in from the other side; and putting my books on the seat, I climbed into the front passenger side, tumbling my bag beside me in the seat. I fumbled around with my seat belt, and I wondered when in the hell I’d noticed that car was so fucking cool.

“All in?” Samantha asked, checking the rearview. “Okay, then.” She turned to me for a second and patted my leg. I jumped at that, but Samantha didn’t notice. She just grinned. “Hang on,” she told me in an undertone, and turning her attention back to the road, she slammed on the gas.

Betta shrieked as we tore off the sidewalk with a roar, and I’m sure we must have laid a half-inch-thick stripe of black rubber on the asphalt.

Half a block down, Samantha looked at her through the rearview.

“You okay back there?” she asked with a smile.

“Yeah, Þ ne,” Kitt answered shortly.

“You’ve got a great car!” Betta yelled over the music.

“What was that?” Samantha asked with a grin.

“You’ve got a great—car,” she Þ nished as Samantha turned the music down.

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