Spotlight: Assumption Series by Izzibella Beau
A girl’s senior year in high school should be a special time. Ayma’s expectations are not very high. She is the daughter of a control-freak mother and a father who has been absent for the past three years. She is ridiculed by the popular kids in school because of her unfortunate name and the way she dresses. Although she’s nearly eighteen, her mother controls every aspect of her life, including what she wears, who her friends are and even what foods she is allowed to eat. The only bright spot in her life is her friend Tabby. Until she meets Colton.
Colton is unexpected. He’s gorgeous, popular – the guy all the girls want and the one all of the other guys want to be like. When he begins to pay attention to Ayma, she doesn’t know what to think. Things like this just don’t happen to girls like her. One obstacle after another is thrown into their path, but they can’t deny what they feel for one another. Their new-found love will be threatened by secrets from their past, challenges in their present and a future they can only dream about. Ayma struggles to find an identity apart from her mother’s controlling nature while Colton faces the results of an arrest that took place the summer before his tenth grade year.
Can they find love and happiness? Or will they be destroyed by events beyond their control?
Even in my sleep I heard my mother calling me. I hoped she knew she’d just ruined a great dream. It was not every day I could get the guys from One Direction to fight over me. Hey, a girl could dream, couldn’t she?
Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Ayma Kuntz. Go ahead, get it all out of your system. I’ve heard all of the comments before.
For those of you who don’t get the innuendo of my name, my parents wanted to play a cruel joke on me or obviously didn’t think this one through. My first name is Ayma—pronounced Ima—last name Kuntz, where the z is silent. Don’t know why the z is put there in the first place, it’s so lame. Anyway, you get the picture, right?
Flashback to first day of public middle school:
I begged my mother to let me go to the public school. I went to private school all through elementary and just didn’t fit in with all those kids. I was so excited when she finally gave in. I went to my first class and the teacher asked me my name. Of course, being from a highly prestigious elementary school we didn’t use any kind of bad language or slang words. I proudly told her my name, Ayma Kuntz. Her eyes just about popped out of her head when I said that. The whole class burst into a laughing fit. This was so not how I wanted my first day of public school to be, so I took off running out the door. I didn’t know where I was going, so I just stopped at the end of the hallway. A girl I didn’t know, who was now my best friend, Tabby, came up to me to see if I was okay. She told me she was from the class I’d just left and asked me if I knew what everyone was laughing about. I shook my head no. I had no idea what they thought was so funny. So, Tabby went on to explain about the slang word for a girl’s private part and how my name kinda sounds like ‘I’m a cunt’ when I said it.
Well, there went my whole existence at that school.
Continuing the Assumption Series with Book 2
The fear of drowning in one’s own life, never seeing the light to bring you back out, the suffocation one feels when life’s problems become too much is something each of us feels at least once in our lives. Is it possible to jump and overcome every hurdle placed in your way? What happens when life’s problems make you feel as if you’re caught in a riptide and there’s no escape but to go under and give into the pull which is dragging you down? Welcome back to Bayshore High School. We join Ayma, Colton, Tabby, Reagan and the rest of the crew where Broken: Book One of the Assumption Series left off. When it seems Ayma’s world can’t get any more complicated, more life changing events are thrown her way. She will face turmoil in love and friendship, never knowing whether she will survive the storm or become a victim of its path of destruction. Ayma and Colton have never had it easy in their relationship. Now the threat of a new love interest, the emergence of an old flame, and a possible addition means more controversy in their love affair. What are the secrets that some of Bayshore students are keeping? What will happen to friendships and love relationships when these secrets are revealed? Finally, light is shed on the secrets of several characters we have grown to love from Broken. Each has their story to tell, and a past which can affect all of their futures. There is more drama and heated romance than a soap opera and as the storyline begins to unfold, you will be drawn in as you begin to either love or hate the students of Bayshore High.
“Yeah, I think I remembered Tabby’s mom saying the rhyme with her little sister. What’s that have to do with me?”
Dad stopped his little charade of movements. “Well, when we call your first name, Zoey and Micah think we’re starting out the nursery rhyme,” he explained with a big smile on his face.
I tried to figure out why this was soooo funny and how it related to my name. Let’s see ‘I’m a little teapot and Ayma.’ It took about ten seconds, but realization of ‘I’m a’ and ‘Ayma’ sounding the same finally hit me. Hey, it had been a long day with the flight and shopping y’all.
“So what you’re saying is that my new nickname…” not that I had an old one unless it was in reference to a female genital part, “is little teapot?” I tried not to sound bitchy but I really didn’t want to be known as ‘little teapot.’
Dad snickered again. “We could shorten it and call you teapot.”
I rolled my eyes at them and let out a deep sigh. And they said teenagers were immature! “I have to go call Colton.” I turned to go back to my bedroom.
“Make sure you come back and eat something,” Dad yelled down the hall.
I didn’t turn around to acknowledge him but I waved my hand to let him know I’d heard. It was almost ten o’clock in Tampa when I was finally able to call Colton back. He answered on the first ring. “I love you,” were the first words out of his mouth.
I let out a little giggle. Even though I talked to him earlier and saw him like ten hours ago,
which seemed like forever, it was still so nice to hear him tell me he loved me. “I love you too,” I whispered into the phone.
We were only able to talk for a half hour since Colton had to finish his homework and get some sleep for school tomorrow. I told him about my shopping trip and the Victoria’s Secret items, which of course got a groan and a promise not to wear them until I got back. He promised to call after school the next day and we said our, ‘I love yous and goodbyes.’
After we hung up, I returned to the family room where I’d left Dad and everyone else earlier. As I looked around, everyone seemed to have vanished. I could hear voices coming from the kitchen so that was the direction I headed. Dad and Holly were seated at the little breakfast table, while Zoey and Micah were in their highchairs, munching on some sort of food that was broken into little bite size pieces.
Dad pulled out a chair next to him and waved me over. “Come sit.” I went over and sat next to him. Dad took out the food I’d ordered from McDonald’s and placed it on a napkin in front of me. “You’d better eat after all the shopping you did today,” he said before he took a big bite of his double quarter pounder burger.
Of course, looking at the McDonald’s food made me think of Colton and the times we’d had this for dinner. My mind seemed to be working overtime with Colton thoughts today. I knew we hadn’t been apart for even a day but the stress of everything made it all twice as difficult. I took a bite and tried to put on a happy face.
Izzibella Beau is an author with Beau Coup LLC. She resides on a small farm with her husband and 31 children; 3 biological and 28 canine. Ms. Beau has a master degree in Criminal Justice and many graduate hours in the disciplines of social service and education. Ms. Beau is an advocate of animal rights and supports many rescue groups and causes.
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