Happy Friday!! Wooohoooo!!
Today on the YA Indie Carnival, we’re sharing the first paragraph or so from our current Work-in-Progress.
My current WIP is a brand-new book called Dante’s Girl (unless I choose to change the title along the way, which I have been known to do) and it has brand new characters. It’s contemporary YA and I’m really excited about it. It’s in a very rough first draft stage, so it could change before I am finished with it.
But anyway. Here is the beginning:
It is impossible to look hot in the dingy fluorescent light of an airport bathroom. Or as my best friend Becca would say, hawt.
At this particular moment, I’m not hot or hawt. I make this revelation as I vigorously scrub at my arms and face and then use a wet paper towel under my pits. And what is it about peeing in an airport toilet ten times in a day that makes you feel so completely scummy? I glance around at the crumpled tissues strewn about on the scuffed floor and the dirty toilets peeking from behind half-closed doors. That answer is clearly ‘because of the germs’. Ack.
Trying not to think about it, I clean up the best I can. After running a brush through my hair, I stick a piece of gum in my mouth, apply a thin layer of lip gloss and call it good. I glance into the mirror and cringe. It isn’t good enough, but it will have to do. Very soon, I’ll put this dreadful four hour layover in Amsterdam behind me and before I even know it, I’ll be in London.
With my father.
For the summer.
It would be torture.
Just shoot me now.
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