Here is a piece from my upcoming YA Christian novel, Andrea & the Five Day Challenge.
Before she had a chance to answer, I heard my
name called out. I pivoted, but I was totally unprepared to see Luke coming right
up beside me. My face grew warm again. Oh, please, if only my skin wouldn’t
turn all blotchy like it usually did when I blushed. “Uh, hi Luke.” I couldn’t
say any more. If I opened my mouth, it would come out in gibberish, I was sure.
Lord God in Heaven, if You’re listening,
and I know You always are, please, please, don’t let him have overheard what we
were talking about. When was that spaceship getting here, anyway? I’d
settle for an invisibility cloak, too, just as long as I could disappear.
“Hi.” Luke smiled.
Why now did his smile make my heart do
cartwheels? I’d seen him smile dozens of times, maybe even a hundred, and my
heart had never done that before. OK, that’s not completely true. There have
been a couple occasions when my pulse tripped upwards, but I just needed some
more vitamins or something.
“I was wondering if we could go over that new
proof from yesterday. I’m not sure I have it yet.”
Geometry? He wanted to talk about Geometry.
My heart fell. I don’t know why I thought it
would be anything else. I mentally slapped myself in the head. Of course. He just wanted to talk about
Geometry. The quiz today.
“Well, I gotta go,” announced Amy with a
conspiratorial smile as she adjusted her glasses and walked off.
I turned to Luke. “You know, Geometry isn’t my
strong subject.”
“I know.” He knew? His answer surprised me.
I stood staring at him for a second. His brown
eyes looked a little sparkly as he grinned at me. I must have been seeing
things. Yeah, I definitely needed some extra vitamin A.
“If I had to guess, I’d say history is your
best subject.” Luke still smiled, in fact, I think it grew.
How did he know my favorite subject? “Uh,
yeah, it is. How…”
He raised his expansive shoulders slightly. “I
can tell by the way you speak up in class.”
Class. Oh, yes, because we also had U. S.
History together. I wanted to run away, but I couldn’t. I wasn’t that much of a
coward. I could stand here and look into his eyes…no, I couldn’t. They were
somehow more fascinating than ever. I lifted my view to the doorway. “You know,
I need to get to my locker and pick up my books for next period.”
“OK, me, too.”
So, I’m walking with Luke Ryan. He is suddenly
very interesting to me and seems to know more about me than I do about him.
Something is definitely wrong with this picture. Had I somehow walked through
Alice’s looking glass without noticing, because this was unquestionably a wonderland.
Christian
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Christian
Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from
their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee
Bridgeman. - See more at:
http://www.bridgemanfamily.com/hallee/#sthash.xEk5IpD9.dpuf
Christian
Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from
their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee
Bridgeman. - See more at:
http://www.bridgemanfamily.com/hallee/#sthash.xEk5IpD9.dpuf
Shoot! He’d heard
everything. Everything—including the part where I’d contemplated asking him
out. I could never talk to him ever again. It was over. Humiliation snaked down
my back. I felt completely nauseous with my stomach churning my frustration
over and over. Good thing I was already in the restroom. Well, I would just
have to hide out for now because no way could I face Luke. EVER! 
