BIRDS OF A FEATHER
After her sister dies, Faith tries to cope. But coping includes taking one too many pills. Thirty-seven too many. Her parents send her away to a school for troubled teens—Camp Hope—where she’s placed with the Aves, one of eight species campers are divided into. Here, she’s given an ID bracelet, a room, a class schedule, weekly therapy sessions, and a new name.
Nine months down, seventy days to go. To get to graduation, Pigeon must suffer through the Summer Session and Darwinian Games where “Campers rise above themselves to help their species thrive and species come together to help each other survive”. Blah, blah, blah. She doesn’t believe in this load of crap mantra until Monkey pries her eyes open with laughter and kindness. Aves brothers, Falcon and Raven, peck away at her cuss word exterior; even conspire with the girls to help Pigeon pay-back her Pisces nemesis.
Pigeon is afraid to leave her self-imposed cage of isolation and accept her fellow campers. By this point, maybe she’s not even worthy of her Aves wings. As the Camp Hope saying goes, ‘Once an Aves, always an Aves.’ Her wings are non-refundable. It’s up to Pigeon how far she’ll fly.
BIRDS OF A FEATHER is a YA contemporary complete at 56,000 words.
First 150 Words:
I hate this year. And it’s only June. There’s no way to make time go faster. No time machine or portal to jump through. I’m stuck. Like the rest of the schmucks in this hellhole.
I pull on my running shoes—gray, the only color I get to wear—and head to the toilet for my morning puke. The shit they feed us provides the recommended nutritional supplements to keep us alive. Not sure I’m absorbing enough calcium and vitamins since it ends up spiraling in a slime green swirl down the crapper six a.m. sharp.
I hope I’m not getting enough to survive. I’ll do whatever it takes to get out of here. Starvation is just one strategy. I want this to end.
The desired effect my parents dreamt about when they had me imprisoned, I mean, sent me here.