Here’s a teaser from the novel I’m working on now, Never Gonna Tell! I’m hoping to finish this and release it in early summer, and will begin posting teasers every Tuesday for you, so be sure to come back next week too! Enjoy!
Ugh! I hate having to team up in gym. I just know I’m going to end up with the goth girl whose sole athletic ability seemed to be eye rolling, and the captain of the chess club who puffs on his inhaler more than Snoop puffs on his ganja.
Sure enough, we’re the last three standing without a group. Seeing as my fate is sealed, I walk up to Coach Perkins to grab our shuttle and rackets and make one last ditch effort to try to play on her sense of mercy and explain that we only have three and can’t play, when the gym door squeaks open behind me. Ahh! A latecomer. Maybe I will get lucky and actually get a partner who would try to hit the ball.
Coach Shaw is already making the rounds, so Coach Jenkins hands me the equipment before she steps around me to take the late slip from whoever came in. “Here you go, Reagan. And oh look, now you have a fourth. Mr. Callotta, you’ll join Ms. Wilcox on her team. There’s not enough time, so don’t worry about dressing down today.”
A cold chill runs down my back and I instantly freeze. Mr. Calotta? As in, Marco Calotta? Yeah, if it weren’t for bad luck I’d have no luck at all. Marco Calotta might be ridiculously hot but he scares the crap out of everyone in school, including me.
“Never planned on worrying about it,” he sneers, tossing his backpack toward the bleachers and nearly taking out the chess nerd in the process.
There are two things every student here at Jefferson High learns their first week: first, the “meat delight” on Fridays is just a mashed up mix of whatever was left from Taco Tuesday and hamburger Thursdays, and second: don’t mess with Marco Calotta.
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