Fiction reading from my YA novel Hungry Hearts
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EnglishVoice Age
Teen (13-17)Accents
North American (General) North American (US Upper Midwest - Fargo, Minnesota)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
hungry hearts Lock eyes with hunter If he passes by, I wait But it doesn't come by as I start walking though he appears right next to me like poof Out of nowhere A surge of heat flashes through me as I gasped like a real out loud gasp My heart beats so fast chugging up to my throat It blocks my words he smiles this amazingly sexy smile that goes through me like hot pokers Hi. Oh, Landra, Right. Holy crap. The biggest shock of my life. He's really talking to me. Oh, I am Gee Ah, yeah, Landra is shorter. My lips are frozen too shocked to even smile. Smile, you idiot! Okay, Landra, his lips spread back into the smile that tickles me inside from my pelvis to my toes like lightning searing me to my pink painted nails. It's very nice to meet you. And he's sweet. OMG, It's nice to meet you too, Hunter Crap. I said his name before he did, giving evidence of my stock ownership of him. I'm still trying hard to dredge up a smile. You have an older brother on the varsity team, right? He asked. Jesus! We're finally chit chatting, and it's about heaven. Jackson. Yes, he's a senior. Her shoulders are almost touching as we walk. And I'm dying that everyone in the hallway is seeing us walking and talking right now. Me and one of the biggest hotties of the sophomore class. Yeah, I thought you might be his sister. We had football practice together a few times when the coaches through us all together this summer. Ah, yes, Jackson loves football. Gee, I sound so intelligent. Short sentences and no brain power evident here. My heart doesn't calm down. I might faint. Maybe I'll see you at the game Friday. You're going peers down at me with those exquisite brown eyes of his. Yes, I'll be there. My voice shakes harder than my heart is beating. I almost smile. I'll look for you. Then he smiles a speck of green gum. It's inside his mouth alongside his perfect white teeth. Mental note. He's a fan of spearmint by spearmint gum. I try my hardest to smile back. Naturally, I know I'm failing, but at least it's a smile. Okay, great, that's all. I managed to get out. He's going to look for me at the game did I hear him correctly? Beck is right. I'm a little foggy from no breakfast. I think I may have imagined him saying that I need that cake. I nod to him as he rushes off, leaving me standing in front of the classroom door As the bell rings, I shake my head. So was all that real or a damn daydream? I text Becca quickly as I take my seat. I text her. Don't eat that cake. I need it. Becca, text back. Okay, girl, I've got it safe for you. It's yours at lunch. My skinny little ***** friend. Orlando. Text back. Funny girl phones away or they are mine. The teacher says after class. I text Becca. I text. Can't wait. I think I need that cake now. I'm afraid I imagined Hunter actually talking to me, and and I'm hallucinating. And no, I really didn't eat a breakfast. Becca, text back. Meet you at your locker, but only if you share a bite of it with me. I seriously cannot believe I'm going to go eat chocolate cake.