what do you think of chapter 1 on my book?

its about this girl called Andy who breaks up with her boyfriend (i thought it was clever because it starts off right in the middle of the story if you know what i mean) so her and her best friend and a couple of friends make a hate band forrr revengeee. They win the talent show and consequently get tickets to perform in glasto. However she ends up falling in love with another boy, having to choose between her mums wedding or going to glasto and finding out a secret about her past that could break his world or put it back together again.

its called the Broken Heart Club band however i just realised i got it from Good luck charlie without knowing where i heard the name fro!! So i need another title please!! here is the first chapter:

I don’t know how it happened or what kind of deal was made but i live in East London. Not west london or nottinghill where all the cool kids live and the indie rockers. East, where all the chavs and drunk men decide parading around and puking in the streets is okay. I reckon, hope is the only way of surving a place like this. Unless of course, your a beer loving old man, a hobo, underage and pregnant, carry a knife in your pocket,a Primark addict, – then my part at least of east london may just be your soulmate. But if your like me and have a music crush on 42 year old man, your second best friend is your guitar, you like indie/ rock music and you have green paint in your hair then yes hope is your only way of surving in this giant cheese ball of boringgg.

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I don’t know what it is about the first day of school, but I always get slightly cheerful about going to class. Maybe it’s anticipating a young, sexy trainee teacher or some foreign exchange student named Pierre, appearing in the hallways. I always wake up with a smile and thoughts of happiness and rainbows.

By the end of the school day it becomes painfully obvious Pierre will not be riding in on a baguette to save me from utter boredom, once again. And that infact this is my life. Music. Photos. Kiera. Rupert.

My sister runs up to me. Marcie. She has green hair. she is 11. Nuff’ said.

"Oh hey there sister, the phone was ringing, I think it was your boyfriend Rupert but i was dressing up Mandy."

"Whos Mandy?"

"My cat."

"We don’t have cat…"

"I know." She smiles and skips away.

I notice she is holding a tutu and my baby flip flops. I feel very sorry for that cat.

I press 1471 on the phone and get the answerphone.

"Oh and Andy," My sister calls from the living room"

"uh huh, " i say trying to listen to the automated voice.

"I think I saw your boyfriend kissing that Ronnie girl."

read the rest here : http://www.wattpad.com/1387330-the-broken-heart-club-band