TITLE: SAVING GRACELESS
GENRE: Young Adult, Paranormal
A minute ago I kissed a boy.
A blue-eyed, black-haired boy. In my dreams, of course.
I'm almost seventeen, and never been kissed. Not that I haven't had offers. I'd rather get my tongue stuck on a frozen flagpole in January than kiss any of the boys in my town. You can't blame me. I've known them all since the Tooth Fairy left me shiny quarters under my Hello Kitty pillowcase.
Wish the boy I kissed a minute ago lived in my town.
Brown gravy and rubbing alcohol. My eyes didn't need to confirm where my nose told me I was. This place needs to develop a punch-card system for people like me. Every 8th emergency you get a freebie. Just like the drive-thru espresso bars.
After so many trips here, I shouldn't expect Mom to hover over me, waiting with a smile as soon as my eyes opened. But I did. Instead she sat nearby, reading a People. I faked a painful moan. Mom smiled at me over her magazine before she stood up.
My eyes asked her what my mouth couldn't.
She brushed hair away from my face. "Concussion, and broken arm, but you'll be fine, Holly." Mom whispered.
After sixth period, I'd pedaled into the crosswalk by Mom’s bakery, escaping Josh's calls from across the courtyard.
Rusted grille of the truck, frosted with dried mud, or poop, and feathers.
I smelled smoking brakes, screeching tires. Did I hear chickens clucking?