Informationen zum Autor Bella Thorne Klappentext New friends, new enemies . . . can a magical journal change Autumn's crazy life? With her fiery red hair, new-girl outsider status, and tendency to be a total klutz, Autumn Falls definitely isn't flying below the radar at Aventura High. Luckily, she makes some genuine friends who take her under their wing. But she also manages to get on the wrong side of the school's queen bee, and then finds out the guy she's started to like, funny and sweet Sean, hangs with the mean crowd. Now her rep and her potential love life are at stake. When Autumn vents her feelings in a journal that belonged to her late father, suddenly her wildest wishes start coming true. Is it coincidence? Or can writing in the journal solve all her problems? And if the journal doesn't work that way, is there a bigger purpose for it-and for her? Filled with personal elements from Bella's own life, AUTUMN FALLS is the first book in Bella Thorne's new series! It has everything readers will love and relate to: a real girl trying to find her own inner strength and be the best she can be, with a hint of magic and mystery, and a steady stream of OMG-I-can't-believe-that-just-happened fun. "You'll be obsessed with Autumn Falls. It has basically everything you could ever want: a lovable klutz for a main character, a total heartthrob, and just a touch of magic." -Seventeen.com "A brilliant debut from Bella Thorne!" -Girls' Life "We personally loved the book. . . . The main character is a fiery, redheaded girl who captures your heart." -Latina.com "Entertaining." -Booklist "Captivating . . . highly recommended." -VOYA "A fun premise." -Publishers Weekly "Thorne is a shining example of what can be accomplished with the right attitude and drive." -Girls Write Now Leseprobe 1 Six weeks later Are you kidding me? I say it out loud because it's inconceivable any place could be this hot and sticky before eight a.m. My pleated-waist shorts are wrinkling in weird places, and I'm rethinking the muscle tee over tank top that looked cute in the mirror but now just looks meh. The air is so thick it feels like the inside of a sweaty sneaker. At least I don't have to rush. Aventura High's only six blocks away. And I'm not exactly in a hurry to get there. It hasn't been a great morning. Erick was flying his remote-control helicopter pre-dawn, and the thing zoomed into my room, and just as I lifted my head to flip my pillow over, it smacked into me. Hard. Owwww! I cried out as the helicopter bounced off my forehead and landed on my comforter, writhing and twisting. I was already feeling pretty down. I feel that way a lot, lately. The worst times are those moments right between sleeping and waking up. When I'm asleep, he's alive. When I'm awake, I pretend he's alive. I fool myself into thinking he's not gone, he's traveling. Just like always. But when I'm in that thick, swimmy place, my senses just waking to reality, it smacks into me, just like Erick's stupid helicopter did: He's gone. Forever. And all I see are the scary accident-scene images I force away every other minute of the day and night. So not only was I miserable, I was in serious pain--the maximum-dose ibuprofen kind. Autumn! Erick said in this accusing tone as he ran in and picked it up. That was my sky cam. Thanks a lot. Sky cam? I watched as he detached one of his small camcorders from the bottom of the helicopter. Seriously? You were filming me sleep? Mom told me to wake you up! You slept through your alarm. Then he picked up a sock I'd left on the floor and slam-dunked it into my hamper. Suh-weet! Falls does it again! Not true. I didn't set my alarm. I blinked hard to clear my throbbing head. My brother looked like a kid on a cereal commercial, all bright-eyed and carefree, ready to tackle the day with t...

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Bella Thorne

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New friends, new enemies . . . can a magical journal change Autumn's crazy life?

With her fiery red hair, new-girl outsider status, and tendency to be a total klutz, Autumn Falls definitely isn't flying below the radar at Aventura High. Luckily, she makes some genuine friends who take her under their wing. But she also manages to get on the wrong side of the school's queen bee, and then finds out the guy she's started to like, funny and sweet Sean, hangs with the mean crowd. Now her rep and her potential love life are at stake.

When Autumn vents her feelings in a journal that belonged to her late father, suddenly her wildest wishes start coming true. Is it coincidence? Or can writing in the journal solve all her problems? And if the journal doesn't work that way, is there a bigger purpose for it-and for her?

Filled with personal elements from Bella's own life, AUTUMN FALLS is the first book in Bella Thorne's new series! It has everything readers will love and relate to: a real girl trying to find her own inner strength and be the best she can be, with a hint of magic and mystery, and a steady stream of OMG-I-can't-believe-that-just-happened fun.

"You'll be obsessed with Autumn Falls. It has basically everything you could ever want: a lovable klutz for a main character, a total heartthrob, and just a touch of magic." -Seventeen.com

"A brilliant debut from Bella Thorne!" -Girls' Life

"We personally loved the book. . . . The main character is a fiery, redheaded girl who captures your heart." -Latina.com

"Entertaining." -Booklist

"Captivating . . . highly recommended." -VOYA

"A fun premise." -Publishers Weekly

"Thorne is a shining example of what can be accomplished with the right attitude and drive." -Girls Write Now

Leseprobe
1
Six weeks later
“Are you kidding me?”
I say it out loud because it’s inconceivable any place could be this hot and sticky before eight a.m. My pleated-waist shorts are wrinkling in weird places, and I’m rethinking the muscle tee over tank top that looked cute in the mirror but now just looks meh. The air is so thick it feels like the inside of a sweaty sneaker.
At least I don’t have to rush. Aventura High’s only six blocks away. And I’m not exactly in a hurry to get there. It hasn’t been a great morning. Erick was flying his remote-control helicopter pre-dawn, and the thing zoomed into my room, and just as I lifted my head to flip my pillow over, it smacked into me. Hard.
“Owwww!” I cried out as the helicopter bounced off my forehead and landed on my comforter, writhing and twisting. I was already feeling pretty down. I feel that way a lot, lately. The worst times are those moments right between sleeping and waking up.
When I’m asleep, he’s alive.
When I’m awake, I pretend he’s alive. I fool myself into thinking he’s not gone, he’s traveling. Just like always.
But when I’m in that thick, swimmy place, my senses just waking to reality, it smacks into me, just like Erick’s stupid helicopter did: He’s gone. Forever. And all I see are the scary accident-scene images I force away every other minute of the day and night.
So not only was I miserable, I was in serious pain--the maximum-dose ibuprofen kind.
“Autumn!” Erick said in this accusing tone as he ran in and picked it up. “That was my sky cam. Thanks a lot.”
“Sky cam?” I watched as he detached one of his small camcorders from the bottom of the helicopter. “Seriously? You were filming me sleep?”
“Mom told me to wake you up! You slept through your alarm.” Then he picked up a sock I’d left on the floor and slam-dunked it into my hamper. “Suh-weet! Falls does it again!”
Not true. I didn’t set my alarm.
I blinked hard to clear my throbbing head. My brother looked like a kid on a cereal commercial, all bright-eyed and carefree, ready to tackle the day with the help of a g…