February 14th, 2011


Be My Fictional Valentine? (WIP excerpt)

In which Teagan tries to figure out what to do on her first day at her new school.



First time ever I've been bummed it's a Saturday.

I'm flipping to the next page in my handbook to see if there are any notes on what to do on the weekend when someone knocks on my door.

"Come in!" I call. If it's Catalina, maybe she can help me figure out where I'm supposed to be.

The door opens.

It is so not Catalina.

It's a guy.

A man, really.

Tall. Dark. H-h-h-handsome. Bright blue eyes. Broad shoulders. I should say something.

Teagan, really, say a thing. Say something.


He raises an eyebrow. "Teagan?"

I nod. Mute. 'Cept for the little whimper. He totally just said my name. He should do that again.

So. Pretty.

"I'm Colm." He steps into my room, leaving the door open, and extends a hand to me.

I just grin.

I mean, what else is there to do?

He so wants to touch my hand. Heh.

I reach up and shake. Still grinning.

I'm an idiot. I don't care. Anyone would be an idiot in this guy's presence. He's probably used to it.

He sure acts used to it. Retracts his hand, leans a shoulder against my wall.

Lucky wall.

"I'm your mentor."



Sometimes a girl shouldn't filter herself.


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