Saving Hannah – Read the First Chapter

 

Saving Hannah – Or How to Rewrite History – a GirlMogul Adventure

Read the first chapter of the newest GirlMogul Adventure…

Chapter 1

HannahfinalFrontRose Lewis, head held high, eyes narrowed, totally zoned in on her objective, started across the ordinary beige carpet of the main meeting room in Weston City’s central library. Today was her day, she thought, as she surveyed the groups of other girls. She’d already selected her target toward the far end of the room: four other girls, casually if fashionably dressed, with a nice smattering of designer labels among them. Her kind of girls. The kind she’d been looking for for weeks. Maybe her mother was right. This stupid camp might be the perfect way to “meet people” and get a life here in boring ole Weston.

All she had to do was walk across the floor, coo something welcoming, like “love the fringe on your bag, is it an O’Kelly?”, which she knew it wasn’t, but the blonde with the blue eyes would be flattered, and she would be in. Hopefully the girl had a pool and a steady ride to the mall. With a deep breath, Rose began her campaign, threading her way among the tables and the scattered junk on the floor of the crowded room.

She was almost there when it happened. A lone book bag appeared out of nowhere and Rose couldn’t stop herself tripping over it. Her arms wind-milled in an effort to keep upright, but she was too late. She just about careened into someone, who neatly sidestepped her falling body and grabbed the back of her shirt just in time to keep her from hitting the floor. A pencil slid out of her backpack and rolled slowly across the carpet as a ripple of giggles spread through the room.

The girl she’d almost taken down pulled her upright.

“Caught you,” she said cheerfully as Rose felt the burn of embarrassment crawl up her face. Her rescuer swept her gaze around pointedly, stopping at the table of the girl with the fringed bag, where laughter and smirks abounded. Under her cool look, it evaporated.

Scooping up the stray pencil, Rose’s new friend handed it back to Rose and kept walking as if nothing had happened. “Let’s go here,” she said.

Good reflexes, cool under pressure, Rose sketched in her head as she quickly scanned the other girl. Dark brown face, brown hair, and a friendly smile. Simple khaki capris, light pink cropped polo.  Pink and white sneakers and a gray messenger bag slung over her shoulder. No visible logos, but Rose was sure she’d seen the same shirt in a magazine the other day.  No artfully fringed bag, but this could be ok.  She let herself be led in the direction of one small table right by the window toward the back of the room.

The table was quiet, at least relatively. Two empty chairs and two filled chairs. Rose looked around quickly, hoping for an escape, but all the other tables were filled. Ok, so maybe being fashionably late hadn’t been the best strategy.  Rose swallowed, unsure what to do next.

In front of her at the table, one girl with short, spiky black hair, kind of punkish, was slumped in her chair, head bent over a small plastic box. She muttered under her breath and made a twisted face. It was, Rose realized, not a plastic box, but a computer, one of the smallest she had ever seen. And she was using it to play video games. The other girl at the table, with toffee-colored skin and dark brown hair, was glancing around and jotting notes in a purple-and-white marble notebook.

Neither appeared to take any notice of the other, and neither one of them appeared to have noticed Rose’s fall. She threw a quick look over her shoulder. Nope, there was no way she could go back to Blondie with the fringe bag, who was still smirking and giggling with her friends at the other table. Her Approach and Flatter Plan wasn’t going to work. Time for Plan B.

“Hi,” Rose’s new friend said brightly, slipping into a seat across from the girl playing video games. Her head raised a fraction of an inch, but other than that, she didn’t acknowledge her. The other one, the writer, who wore a crisp white blouse and a pair of jeans, smiled at them but said nothing.

“I’m Lily Evans.” Silence.

And then the girl in the white blouse offered a smile and a wave. “I’m Poppy Diaz.”

“Nice to meet you, Poppy. This is…” Lily turned to Rose. “Hey, I don’t know your name. My mom says I’m always talking too much and I never give anyone a chance to get a word in edgewise.”

“I’m Rose Lewis,” Rose answered, but her voice sounded soft and rusty, as if she didn’t use it much, so she cleared her throat and said again, firmly, “I’m Rose.”

“Funny, I thought it might be Fall Girl.” The fourth girl, with the spiky hair and the computer, finally spoke. She didn’t bother to look up, and Rose felt the slow flush of embarrassment start at her neck and creep up her face. So her little incident hadn’t gone unnoticed, even over here.

Then the girl muttered a word that Rose wasn’t supposed to say, ever. All three of them, Rose, Poppy, and Lily, stared at her, and finally she looked up.

“So what’s your name?” Lily asked the spiky-haired girl, and for the first time Rose saw she was definitely not smiling.  There was no doubt as to who Lily was speaking to, but still the other girl didn’t answer. Instead, a slow, sly grin spread over her face and the silence remained.
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Tween Advice – Is Being the Popular Girl All it’s Cracked Up to Be?

Tween Friend Advice
Tween Friend Advice

Hey GirlMoguls, it’s Rose and as back to school time rolls around, you’re probably thinking about, well going back to school. Maybe it’s no big deal to you, or maybe you’re really excited thinking about all the stuff you’re going to learn…or maybe you’re trying to figure out your social strategy?

Huh, social strategy – what’s that? You know what I’m talking about – are you vowing that this is the year you become a popular girl – no matter what? After all you’ve seen girls break into the cool kids club before – and now you want your turn right?

I mean there are some totally awesome benes that go with being cool, like lots of friends, always having boys interested in you, never having to worry about who you’re going to sit at with lunch. Of course the cool girls aren’t really your usual crowd, so it might take some work to become part of it, but it has to be totally worth it?
Well before you decide on your campaign to become part of the cool gang, you need to stop and think about whether it’s really worth it.
There are some bad things about being popular — like maybe having to not be friends with all the girls you used to hang with. Or being the target of rumors just because your popular, or always having to worry about what you say, in case it’s judged as “uncool.” Or having to be mean, just to be popular.
Betcha you didn’t think of all of those things. I mean, even though I was pretty popular at my old school, I never tried to be mean about it – but sometimes I did feel like I couldn’t say what was really on my mind because someone might think it was lame or make fun of me. Now with the other GirlMoguls I feel like I can say whatever I want – and even though they might make fun of me, they won’t think I’m not cool.
Sometimes having real friends is better than striving to be part of the “cool crowd!” So just make sure your social strategy includes being true to your real friends.

GirlMogul Rose
GirlMogul Rose

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Preventing Your Tween from Being a Cyberbully Victim

In recent years as more and more kids go online, the incidence of cyberbullying has also spiked. Cyberbullying is not something to be taken lightly and even younger kids are experiencing situations of cyberbullyng.   It is important to discuss the issue with your tween to increase awareness of the issue.

Cyberbullying occurs when a child bullies another kid in an online venue. While the bullying is not taking place in person, it is still a very serious issue. Teens that use the internet to cyberbully traditionally target their peers and smear their names or issue threats. Cyberbullying is not typically a one time occurrence; it is an ongoing issue that will continue until the matter is addressed, either by authority figures or by the tween themselves.

Victims of cyberbullying usually become self-conscious or withdraw into themselves. Acceptance is what every child wants, especially from their peers. When a kid  is bullied instead, whether online or off, they can become very depressed and even express signs of self-hatred.

It is important, as a parent, to be aware of any changes in your tween’s  attitude or behavior as these can be early warning signs that something is not quite right. Addressing the issue head-on can be beneficial for both of you. Lack of parental support can lead to feelings of isolation and loneliness, along with depression.