Bernard Christopher Cranover, alias B.C., doesn't have that much going for him his ninth grade year at school. Having to share an ancient pink Cadillac with his mother - a car whose electric powered windows won't work and a heap his grandmother won for outstanding sales in Mary Kay makeup back in the dark ages - how will B.C. ever impress the new girl who's moved to Chattanooga from California; the same girl who happens to sit in front of him in Mrs. Tanner's English class?However, Paralee I. Striker, an army brat with a colonel for a father, is impressed with B.C.'s honesty and faith, both missing from her life. The two kids soon become fast friends. They'll need that friendship when their lives are turned upside down and they find out the real reason Paralee's father has been transferred to the Tennessee Valley.
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by Vicki H. Moss
My name is Bernard Christopher Cranover and I'm fourteen, legal age
Cool.
Right?
Sounds like I'm a pretty lucky guy.
Everybody knows the babes will all be wanting to go out with me now I have
wheels.
Wrong.
Girls have memories like elephants. They will never forget that I used to ride
My parents call me Chris. Those who don't count call me Ber - Nerd because
Unfortunately, it doesn't stand for "before Christ," nor my initials, though they
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