Jack Cannon's American Destiny

Rachel Thompson

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

NOTHING IN PARTICULAR - 'Boys Never Talk To Me' by Kate LeDonne #Drama #AmReading

I am enthralled by the experience of feeling the music while I am dancing and seeing the video. I look over at Max who has part of Siouxsie projected across his face. He smiles and we laugh. Andy and Mandy are jamming out and keeping some space open as the place begins to fill. I am being somewhat mellow so that my head doesn’t start throbbing. I feel really alive for the first time in my life. I feel like I am real. Most of the time, I feel like I am in a dream…like I am living with a transparent wall that separates me from the rest of the world. Just now I felt like I was really here, just for a split second. As I try to grasp the feeling so I can reproduce it, the moment passes and it all slips away from me like smoke on a windy day. I wonder if that is what most people feel like all the time?
There is some guy is checking me out. Wait, there is some guy checking me out?! I cast a glance around to see if there is someone else nearby who has their gaze. Nope. Definitely me. I flip my hair over my face and hide behind it. I can feel molten heat creeping into my face. The guy is walking toward me. I’m starting to panic and want to run. He’s tall, about 6 feet, with dark hair and he’s wearing a Black Flag t-shirt with ripped up black jeans. Super cute, and I don’t know how to talk to him.
“Hi,” he yells over the music which is now “Behind the Wheel.” “Hi,” I say back, from beneath a curtain of hair. I look around to my friends for help. Boys never talk to me. I am always too something. Too weird. Too ugly. Too smart. Whatever.
“I’m Chris,” he hollers and holds out his hand for me to shake. “Kiera,” I reply and reach for his hand. He takes it and kisses the back of my hand like I am a lady of old. I am very interested. A tall, very cute guy who likes punk and has nice manners? Oooooo. Très yummy. I smile and blush, while slowly withdrawing my hand from his, savoring the kiss. He has lovely lips, along with everything else.
“Hey!” Mandy steps over to us and tugs lightly on my shirt. “I’m Kiera’s friend, Mandy. How about we seek some refreshments after all this dancing?” She smiles at me and we exchange a whole conversation with one look -omigodcanyoubelievethisisfinallyhappeningandheis-SOCUTE-! She leads the way to the bar where we each order water and wander over to a vacant red velvet couch. He sits really close to me and I am squirming.
“So, what side of town are you guys from?” Chris asks, taking a long drink from his red plastic cup. “Uh, well, we’re actually from out of town,” I respond.

Fasten your seatbelts for a white-knuckled ride on the looney wagon and trip down memory lane with a band of misfit teenagers. Kiera Graves and her small posse of true blue friends plot ways to escape their cowtown; and play a game of keep away with her Machiavellian family to help her survive high school and make it to college.
Courage under fire, the closest bonds of friendship and blossoming romance keep this tale of coming of age and survival buzzing with excitement, heart, and warmth.
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Genre – General Fiction
Rating – PG-13
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