Look At Your Game Girl

Look At Your Game Girl

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""What in the actual fuck are you doing?" She deadpanned. I glanced at her from my coffee soaked bagel curiously. She stared at the food in my hand disgustedly, yet amused. Her voice was so quiet, yet still very animated. Talking to girls, or people in general, was never my forte so I wordlessly held out the dripping piece of bread to her. My face felt red hot as her eyes went back and forth between me and the bagel. For some reason, this moment felt vitally important. My life depended on her taking this admittedly not very appealing snack from my hand. Maybe it was the concussion, or the sleep deprivation, or my all around shitty day, but if she didn't take this thing from me in about two seconds I would start crying. She grabbed the bagel from my hand gingerly, pinched between her forefinger and thumb, and ate it in one big bite. A trail on coffee rolled down her chin. I watched her chew slowly and swallow, awaiting critical judgment, but instead, she said something even better. "I'm Rhiannon. Lane."' A coming of age novel loosely inspired by Catcher In The Rye. Thank you to my boyfriend for his undying support and to all of my high school English teachers who sparked the love of writing in my veins. Title from a Charles Manson song. Cover art from Tumblr.
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"Not the typical cliche teen fiction" "You're hooked from the get go. Pretty much similar to when you can't stop eating till the last slice of pizza, or have the eagerness to pee, but can't because you're scared that if you stop reading you'll miss the intensity each word brings." "There isn't even a word good enough to describe this book. I'm speechless." - "Please Lexa?" Elle looks at me, "Just fill in my spot for ten minutes." At that moment I was calm, what could go wrong with running a checkout isle for ten minutes? As it turns out, everything. -- "Why are you checking me out?" His voice questions. Even his voice is the sexiest thing I've ever heard. Not to mention the broad shoulder, killer jawlined boy it came from. "I wasn't, I swear!" My cheeks blush ferociously. How the hell did he notice? In fact I'd always thought I was pretty stealthy. He just chuckles and looks at me, a rambling mess, "Yes you are." "Okay, alright, you know what-" I pause trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered dignity from the floor, "Maybe you shouldn't come in here like a fracking ambercrombie model and then on top of that blame a poor little innocent girl for looking-" "I meant those. You're checking me out." He gestures to the items laying across the counter and the scanner in my hand. Oh shit. Let me just repeat that for a moment now. Oh shit. -- Started: 12/27/15 Ended: 10/24/18 February 2019: #1 HUMOR -- Warning: I cannot guarantee you will walk away from this book unaffected

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