"Usually, when someone says that a person is going nowhere, he or she is generally referring to the act of standing still. Not moving. Not passing go. Not collecting 200 dollars. And certainly not crashing and burning at the lightning speed. But that's exactly what I was doing. I was going nowhere. Fast. And then I met him..."
Brielle Blackwell-March lives in a whirlwind of sex, drugs, and self-deprecation, taking life by the steering wheel and slamming hard on its gas pedal. She'll do anything to make people see her as more that "That Indian Girl," even if it means riding in Danger's fast lane. But when a graduation night celebration goes awry, that ride comes to a screeching halt. Literally. Seeing Bree's accident as a cry for help, her parents send her to her grandparents' farm in Oklahoma, a Native American farm where she is forced to confront a side of herself that she hates. Brielle is determined to turn a windstorm into a blizzard, but there's one thing that she didn't count on: that the animosity growing between Aiden Poway, her grandparent's delivery boy, and herself would scorch her wintry veins. And we all know that when things boil over, they sometimes spark flames.
Categories: Original Fiction
Genre: Drama, Family, Friendship, Romance
Story Status: Taking a short break from this story
Warnings: Original Characters, Racism, Sexual Content , Work in Progress
Word count: 10638
Read Count: 2031
Published: December 15 2011
Updated: February 03 2012