Name: Larissa Hardesty
Email: lchardesty at yahoo dot com
Title and Genre: LURE -- YA Paranormal
Pitch: Entire SD town is reading to death--literally. Mitch's hatred of reading saved him, but can he embrace his Lakota heritage & save the town?
First 250 Words:
*You have got to be kidding me.*
“Pssst. Mitch.” Melissa jabbed something pointy into my shoulder.
For the fifth time this period.
I sighed and reached back for the note. If I didn’t, she’d just keep poking me with the dang thing until I took it. I probably had a bruise already from the first couple of times when I tried to ignore her. An encounter with Melissa was the first item on my To-Don’t list.
I glanced down at the note she’d passed me. Chris. Forward and to the left. I wondered if I could pass this one left and have Nikki pass it to Chris, but when I turned to Nikki, she was engrossed in some stupid novel, reading it under her desk. I scowled. Mr. Rose seemed oblivious as he enthusiastically explained complementary angles, but I was sure he’d notice me passing a note that far.
Melissa shoved my shoulder. “Come on!”
I stifled the urge to turn around and punch her. Every time she touched me, my stomach rolled and the hairs on the back of my neck rose.
“Pssst. Chris,” I whispered, leaning forward.
Chris turned, and I held the note out.
And Mr. Rose took it.
“Mitch. I’m surprised at you. I know you don’t exactly struggle with this subject, but I expect you to be respectful enough not to pass notes in my class.”
My body flushed. Damn Melissa and her stupid notes.