8.12.09

Teaser Tuesday

Happy Teaser Tuesday guys!

So, I'm taking a short break from Mirror, Mirror. I want to let the plot simmer for a while before I delve back into it. In the meantime I have other ideas that I want to work on.

This snip is from Playing the Field. A YA Contemporary about a girl named Darcy Jensen whose life isn't as perfect as she thought it was. Haha, I know that's not really a good summary, but I promise I'll tell more about it later.

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Shelley didn't have AIDS or any other STD. She didn't dump her baby in a dumpster and she didn't have sex with some stranger. Nobody knows who she had sex with, and quite frankly no one should care. I don't care. My parents don't care.

They're too worried about what other people are going to think. They're too worried about how Shelley is going to go to school and get her education when she has a smelly, noisy monster living in the house.

All everybody in my school cares about is a juicy story. They don't care about the gory details. They don't care about the truth. People just want to have something to talk about.

And they wouldn't have something to talk about if someone didn't open their big mouth.

I found that someone after sixth period and slammed her into her locker. She held her hands up in surrender, her blue eyes wide, her pupils dilated.

She was faded. But I didn't give a fuck. I wanted her head on a silver platter.

"You told."

"Told what?" She blinked her eyes a couple of times and for a moment I really thought she didn't know what I was talking about. Just for a moment.

"My God, Marnie. Why the fuck did you tell?"

Realization washed over her face and she sighed.

"It wasn't me," she breathed.

"Then who was it?"

I could tell she was getting ready to shrug by the way her shoulders slightly rose, but she thought better of it and shook her head.

"I don't know, but I didn't tell, Darcy. I swear to God I didn't."

The fluorescent lights that hung above our heads, made the gold cross hanging from Marnie's cross glitter.

My neck was on fire now, and I could hear my heart singing murder in my ears.

Damn.

She was telling the truth.

I backed away from her.

"Sorry," I muttered, pushing a strand of blond hair out of my eyes. "The whole freakin' school knows."

The bell rang and rang and rang and me and Marnie walked in silence to the cafeteria. It only took a few seconds for everyone in the whole school to clog up the hallways. Doors creaked open, lockers slammed shut, footsteps pounded against the linoleum floor and all eyes, all eyes were on me.

When they really wanted to be on Shelley.

7 comments:

  1. This is great! I like the interaction, I love the uncontrolled anger and frustration from Darcy.

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  2. LOVED the dialog! I felt like I was right there. Nice work :D

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  3. Awesome. Is this your opener? If so, it's a hook for sure.

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  4. LOVE this!
    It's made of awesome.
    The dialogue is fantastic.

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  5. Oh, I like this a lot. I second Kaitlin with the fact that this is a great opener. The first paragraph alone totally had me! I can't wait to read the next bit!

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  6. Thanks for reading guys!

    But yeah, this is my opener. I'm so glad you guys liked it! : )

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  7. Wow. I love this - the voice is amazing. "I wanted her head on a silver platter" gave me chills & the writing is fantastic :)

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