Hollywood High (26 page)
Authors: Ni-Ni Simone
“Where's Heather Cummings?” another reporter asked.
Spencer whispered to Rich and me, “I got this one.” She turned to the reporter, smiled and batted her eyelashes. “Heather is a little tied up right now. But I'm sure she'll make the headlines tomorrow.”
Just as the trumpets sounded to announce our arrival, another reporter yelled out, “Hey, Rich, London, and Spencer, what would you like to say to your fans who are watching?”
We smiled, and said as if our lines had been rehearsed, “Welcome to Hollywood High!”
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A READING GROUP GUIDE
HOLLYWOOD HIGH
Ni-Ni Simone Amir Abrams
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ABOUT THIS GUIDE
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The following questions are intended to
enhance your group's reading of
HOLLYWOOD HIGH.
enhance your group's reading of
HOLLYWOOD HIGH.
Discussion Questions
1.
Socialites live in an entirely different world than most. However, do you feel their problems are much different than the average teen's? If so, then how?
Socialites live in an entirely different world than most. However, do you feel their problems are much different than the average teen's? If so, then how?
2.
Which girl did you identify with the most and why? Whom did you identify with the least?
Which girl did you identify with the most and why? Whom did you identify with the least?
3.
How did you feel about Heather's drug use? Do you know any teens using drugs? Have you ever tried drugs? If so, what was the outcome?
How did you feel about Heather's drug use? Do you know any teens using drugs? Have you ever tried drugs? If so, what was the outcome?
4.
How much of an effect do you think Heather being a child star had on her drug use?
How much of an effect do you think Heather being a child star had on her drug use?
5.
What did you think of London's mother being obsessed with London's weight? Do you know someone who has a mother like this?
What did you think of London's mother being obsessed with London's weight? Do you know someone who has a mother like this?
6.
What did you think of Justice? Do you think he loved London?
What did you think of Justice? Do you think he loved London?
7.
What did you think of Spencer's mother never being home? Do you know someone who has a mother like this?
What did you think of Spencer's mother never being home? Do you know someone who has a mother like this?
8.
What did you think of Spencer sleeping with Rich's boyfriend? Is it ever okay to date your friend's boyfriend?
What did you think of Spencer sleeping with Rich's boyfriend? Is it ever okay to date your friend's boyfriend?
9.
Are the Pampered Princesses friends or frenemies?
Are the Pampered Princesses friends or frenemies?
10.
If you could change anything about the story, what would it be?
If you could change anything about the story, what would it be?
Up next from
Hollywood High
's Amir Abrams:
Hollywood High
's Amir Abrams:
Crazy Love
If you saw my boo Sincere, you'd totally understand why I've dropped everythingâeven my bestiesâto be with him 24/7. After all, what girl wouldn't do whatever it takes to show her first-ever boyfriend she's all he could ever want? I
know
I'm a prize, but relationships are tough enough when you're just a high-school senior, so I've really had to up my game to keep a college freshman like Sincere interested. And if that means hacking his cell and following him everywhere, I'm down. Because I just know what we have is for always. And I'm going to prove it, no matter how far I have to go . . .
know
I'm a prize, but relationships are tough enough when you're just a high-school senior, so I've really had to up my game to keep a college freshman like Sincere interested. And if that means hacking his cell and following him everywhere, I'm down. Because I just know what we have is for always. And I'm going to prove it, no matter how far I have to go . . .
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In stores in December 2012.
“G
iiiiiiiiirrrrrrl, this party is fiiiiiiiyah,” Zahara shouted over the beats of a Rick Ross joint. Brittani's sister, Briana, had the hookup for us since her boo of the month was one of the frat boys whose fraternity was hosting the party. So she invited us to get our party on. Brittani's sister is mad cool like that. She's always getting us into all the hot spots.
iiiiiiiiirrrrrrl, this party is fiiiiiiiyah,” Zahara shouted over the beats of a Rick Ross joint. Brittani's sister, Briana, had the hookup for us since her boo of the month was one of the frat boys whose fraternity was hosting the party. So she invited us to get our party on. Brittani's sister is mad cool like that. She's always getting us into all the hot spots.
Anywaaayz, it was the weekend after Fourth of July and we were at an off-campus house party packed with mostly college heads. Mad cuties and thirsty chicks were everywhere sweating it out on the dance floor. Fraternities and sororities represented hard rocking their colors and emblems. Hot beats were blaring through the speakers as dudes danced and grinded up on chicks who were booty-popping it all up on them.
“Ooooh, I wanna dance,” Zahara said, snapping her fingers and bopping her head. She did a two-step, dropped down low, then popped it back up. She danced and twirled until she got the attention she wanted. Zahara loves attention!
Anywaaayz, we had just finished our dance-throughâwhere we dance in a line through a party all sexy-like to peep what's what and who's who before we find a spot to post up. And be cute!âwhen I spotted him. He was standing over in a corner with three other guys. And they were all fine,
but
... not as fine as him. I acted like I didn't see him. But the truth is. How could you
not
see him? All eyes were already on him. He was rocking a red and white Polo button-up with a pair of designer jeans and a pair of white, crispy Jordans and a red and white Yankees fitted. Tall and built with skin the color of milk-chocolate. Whew... he looked...
delicious!
Even in the dimly-lit room, I knew he was fine.
but
... not as fine as him. I acted like I didn't see him. But the truth is. How could you
not
see him? All eyes were already on him. He was rocking a red and white Polo button-up with a pair of designer jeans and a pair of white, crispy Jordans and a red and white Yankees fitted. Tall and built with skin the color of milk-chocolate. Whew... he looked...
delicious!
Even in the dimly-lit room, I knew he was fine.
And the minute I was certain he'd seen me, I stepped, making sure to throw an extra shake in my hips as we strutted off. The minute we made it to the other side of the room, these dudes came over to where we were standing and asked each of us to dance. Zahara, Brittani, and Ameerah said yes to the dudes who asked them and bounced their booties toward the dance floor, leaving me standing there with this tall, light-skinned guy with really big teeth and gums grinning at me and licking his lips. He reminded me of a big yellow crayon.
“You sure you don't wanna dance?” he asked again, slowly looking me up and down, dragging his tongue across his lips. I blinked, blinked again, hoping I could erase him from my view. No luck. He was still there, staring down at me looking like a glow in the dark wand as he bobbed his head to the beats. Truth is I did want to dance. Just not with
him
. Not that he was busted or anything. He was just too bright and his teeth were too big for me to have to look in his face. I would either have to keep my eyes shut and zone out on the music, or keep my back to him. Lucky for me, I didn't have to do either.
him
. Not that he was busted or anything. He was just too bright and his teeth were too big for me to have to look in his face. I would either have to keep my eyes shut and zone out on the music, or keep my back to him. Lucky for me, I didn't have to do either.
This brown-skinned chick with a long black weave, wearing a skin-tight pair of jeans and a teenie-weenie shirt was on the dance floor near us, dancing all fast and nasty by herself. That caught his attention and he bounced on over to her.
Yuck
, I thought, shifting my eyes around the room to see where my girls were.
Yuck
, I thought, shifting my eyes around the room to see where my girls were.
I glanced around the party and peeped Briana walking toward the stairs with her boo in tow.
Mmmph,
I thought, curling my lips up as she climbed the stairs.
Miss Hot-Box probably going upstairs to get her back blown out.
I shook the thought from my head and shifted my attention toward the dance floor, watching my girls act a fool. Every so often, I glanced over in his direction and would see a buncha birds flocked around him and he'd lean into their ears and say something to them, then they'd start smiling or giggling like real dizzy chicks before walking off. I caught him staring over in my direction a few times, trying to make eye contact with me. But I kept it fly. And, when I finally let him catch my eye, he grinned. I wanted him. Knew I had to have him. And I was going to make it my business to bag him quick, fast, and in a hurry without making myself look like a straight-up bird. Fly girls never look thirsty. They keep it cute, okay! Well, umm, that's until they reel their catch of the moment in. Then you can't be too proud to beg, or too scared to beat a trick down, to keep him.
Mmmph,
I thought, curling my lips up as she climbed the stairs.
Miss Hot-Box probably going upstairs to get her back blown out.
I shook the thought from my head and shifted my attention toward the dance floor, watching my girls act a fool. Every so often, I glanced over in his direction and would see a buncha birds flocked around him and he'd lean into their ears and say something to them, then they'd start smiling or giggling like real dizzy chicks before walking off. I caught him staring over in my direction a few times, trying to make eye contact with me. But I kept it fly. And, when I finally let him catch my eye, he grinned. I wanted him. Knew I had to have him. And I was going to make it my business to bag him quick, fast, and in a hurry without making myself look like a straight-up bird. Fly girls never look thirsty. They keep it cute, okay! Well, umm, that's until they reel their catch of the moment in. Then you can't be too proud to beg, or too scared to beat a trick down, to keep him.
As soon as Young Jeezy's “I Do” started playing, I started swaying to the beats, popping my hips just enough to prove a point. That I was the hottest chick in the room; that I could bag any of these boys up in there if I really wanted. A few seconds later, I heard him. And right then I knew my point was made.
“Wasssup,” I heard someone say in my ear in back of me. Even over the music, the voice was mad sexy. And I knew who it was without even looking over my shoulder.
“Wasssup,” I coolly said back, eyeing him real slow and sexy.
“Looks like ya boy did me a favor,” he said, grinning at me.
I raised my brow. “Excuse you. He did you a favor how?”
“ 'Ole boy made it easy for me not to have to tell him to step off.”
“Oh, really?”
He smirked. “Yeah, really. You know you wanna be mine.”
“How you know that?”
“You been wanting me to notice you from the moment you stepped through the door with your girls.”
I smiled, twirling the ends of my hair. “Obviously it worked. So you wanna dance or what?”
“No doubt.”
“Then follow me and take notes,” I said, taking him by the hand and leading him onto the dance floor. . . .
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