JSYK: I am originally from midtown Atlanta, so I have a good knowledge of Atlantan life. I also haven't read the last two books :( but I know Callie's personality.
This is only the prologue, it won't be in Callie's POV during the actual story itself.

Summary:
Callie Vernon's summer in Atlanta, before her big senior year.
Will be set as; her friends (Tinsley, Brett) are all on neutral terms, she's dating Easy (but it's rocky),
Heath still doesn't bathe properly :P and Brandon still likes her... a little, at least. Jenny
and Callie are iffy in friendship.

Dear Diary,

My first class seat slightly shook as my mother's private government plane flew through yet another bout of turbulence. I could see the skyline of Atlanta through the half-shut window.

I sighed deeply, unwilling to spend yet another summer away from friends (and Easy) in my homecity once again. From the governor's mansion on East Paces Ferry Road that always had fans and foes lurking around the iron gates to the sweltering heat that always coated the city during the summer.

Half of the time, my mother was jetsetting around the state with her assistant, Sunny P, a balding and twangy guy whose potbelly was bigger than his brain most of the time, and never spent time with me. With the iffy economy and the employment rates rising in the Peach State, I usually hung out with my (gasp) stepfather and my cousin Belle, who's country accent was almost incomprehensible. Why the hell did my aunt hook up with some half-wit from Vidalia, Georgia?

What was possibly even MORE suckish was that Belle was gorgeous. Caramel skin, dark green eyes, light brown hair- her dad was black, her mom a blonde ex-teen beauty queen and current publicist for some b-list celebrity chef on Bravo TV, which let Belle go to parties I savored, especially during a school break. Apparently, it was deemed "unsafe" to let the governor's daughter out when democrats were clamoring for her new spot in the elections next year and could use ANYTHING to let my mother fall off her throne.

Sometimes I wished my mom would just quit her job, and become the head of some political cause instead. But all of the US saw what happened with Sarah Palin- her ratings dipped, and her image was tarnished. I didn't want our family name to be ruined, but I just wanted to see my mom once in a while, even if we didn't talk to each other during the school year whatsoever... and if we did, I ended up in boot camp in the boonies of New York.

Only one year left before elections.

Callie