Sunday, November 11, 2012

Snippet Sunday: VIGILANTE NIGHTS #2

I just received my editorial letter from my editor on VIGILANTE NIGHTS and I'm deep in the editing cave now! I don't believe the beginning will change much, so here's a snippet continuing the scene I posted last Sunday.

Night had sneaked up on us as we left Monterey behind. We zoomed past the dimly lit Welcome to Sea Haven, California sign. Population 28,342, give or take ten million in an influx of farm workers from the inland counties, yearly tourists and summer resort peeps.
 
The thumping drone of the Red Renegade’s new headers oozed ’68 perfection. Or as sweet as the Camaro SS should’ve sounded way back in 1968. “Camaro sounds badass, you think?”

“I guess.” Silver sighed, knocking her cup on her thigh. “Do you think I did the right thing?”

“Dumping Raymond?” Incredulous, I glanced at her. “Hell, yes.”

“He’s still your friend. He keeps calling me.”

“We’re football teammates. Nothing more. I’ll make sure he stays away from you.” I tweaked her hair. “You know he’s gunning for my spot.”

“You’re the best quarterback the school’s ever had. Coach would never,” Silver said thoughtfully, jingling her silver bangle bracelets.

Good enough to get two scholarships to killer schools. “I am perfect, aren’t I?” I teased, wanting to slide her mind off douche-bitch Raymond. He’d never know how much I hated him for the way he treated my twin. If I didn’t continue to keep the peace, he’d get all vindictive on her, like he did with other girls who quit taking his shit. I’d bite my tongue into pieces before I let on how much I knew about him…pressuring her…before she was ready. A slow burn spiraled up my chest. Screw the asshole.
 

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