Happy Sunday everyone!!! As some of you may know, Our Love was the second book I released almost two years ago. Due to mixed reviews and several changes, I decided to take the book off of major sites. Now, the story might be re-released (once I receive the OK from my publisher). I have been working on it so in case I do get the official word, I can put the story back on several sites.
For the time being, here is a sample from the story when the main characters, Charlie and Michael, meet for the first time. This chapter is also from Michael’s POV.
Once I do receive the word, you all will be the first to know when it’s available for purchase. 🙂
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“Why do I bother coming to school?” I asked my friend Chris Matthews as I got out of my BMW 528i.
“Because you have to,” he quipped, hopping out of the passenger seat.
I started walking through the crowded parking lot of Belmont High and looked around at the same faces, wondering if anything would ever change. It’s hard being the most popular guy in school. I’m not being cocky about it; it’s how people have labeled me. As soon as I got here, I was considered the guy everyone liked. I participated in every activity Belmont offered, and I was captain of the football and basketball teams, along with being the student body president. And I still had time to maintain a 4.0 GPA. I’m not trying to brag, but there is also a list going around school, claiming I’m the hottest guy at Belmont. So, I guess I’m living the good life, huh? I am, but it gets old quickly.
As Chris and I walked to the quad, three girls who looked like sophomores came up to us. They wore huge grins on their faces.
“Hi, Michael,” they greeted in unison.
“Hey,” I said.
As I continued walking, the girls started breathing erratically, just because I said hi to them. That’s what I had a problem with: It felt like I was a freaking celebrity around here when I was just an average 17-year-old senior.
“I don’t get you, man. Girls are throwing themselves at you, and you don’t even notice,” Chris said.
“I notice. I’m just not interested.”
“Still having issues with Danielle, huh?”
I looked at him and rolled my eyes.
Danielle Peterson is my ex-girlfriend. We’d dated since freshman year and then all of a sudden, this year, she broke up with me. Rumor has it that she’s dating some guy at our rival school, Bridgewall, but it’s not like I really cared. I was going to talk to her about our relationship anyway. It seemed like nothing was the same anymore, because Danielle always thought she should be the center of attention. I hate that in a girl. It’s good to be confident in yourself, but it’s annoying when taken to the extreme. I guess that’s why girls have been throwing themselves at me; the whole school knows about the breakup. Belmont isn’t a big school, but word travels fast.
“No, I’m not still on Danielle. I’m glad things are over between us.”
“Really? You and Danielle were the perfect couple. You two had everyone around here wishing they could be like you.”
I laughed and sat down on one of the benches in the center of the quad.
“From now on, Chris, don’t mention her name to me, okay?”
“Who, Danielle?”
I looked at him and sighed. “Real funny.”
As I looked around at how beautiful the day was, I noticed someone I’d never seen walk toward the building. She was gorgeous with long, dark brown hair that fell to the upper part of her back, honey-colored skin, and nice long legs. From the side, I could tell she had a body on her. She turned her head, then looked straight at me. I looked at her with a grin so huge, it showed all my teeth. She gave me a sexy smile and walked into the building.
“Who was that?” Chris asked, curiously.
“I don’t know, but I’m about to find out.”
I got up from the bench and ran into the building. I had to find her, whoever she was. I practically ran into five people in the crowded hallway before I saw her turn the corner toward the principal’s office. I caught up with her just before she opened the door.
“Hello,” I greeted the beautiful girl in front of me.
“Hey. Were you outside a minute ago?”
“Yeah, I was.”
“My, my, you move fast,” she replied in a sexy tone.
“I do when I’m interested in something. Or someone.”
The girl smiled and moved away from the office door.
“Why have I never seen you here?”
“I don’t know. Maybe because I blend in well with the student body,” she said, smiling.
“No way. I would remember every part of you.”
She looked at me and rolled her eyes. “If that was supposed to be a pick-up line, you need to try harder.”
“No, it was not. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that. I guess it came out wrong.”
Her expression softened a little after I apologized. I could tell she was feeling me, just like I was feeling her.
“It’s okay. Actually, this is my first day here.”
When she said those words, I realized that I had seen her at football games. She was a cheerleader at Parker.
“Now that you said that, I have seen you around. You were a cheerleader at Parker, weren’t you?”
She looked nervous when I mentioned Parker. I guess she would since Belmont and Parker hate each other.
“Correct; head cheerleader to be exact.”
“Michael Collier,” I said, extending my hand to her.
“Charlie Perry,” the beautiful girl replied. She placed her soft hand into mine. The look she gave me made me want to know more about the mystery girl named Charlie.
“Charlie. Nice.”
“Thanks. Usually, people wonder why my parents named me that.”
“It’s different.”
“Yeah.”
“Well, since you’re new here, I could show you around campus if you want.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
The school bell rang, and everyone rushed to get to first period. Fine time for the bell to ring! I looked at Charlie; she smiled and put her hand on the doorknob.
“I’d better go so I can get my schedule.”
“See you around, Charlie.”
“I hope so,” she replied as she went into the office.
I watched her go inside with a longing look. Then, I turned around and walked to class.
Maybe Charlie was the change I’d been looking for.
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