Welcome back. I'm picking up where we left off last week. First the blurb, then an excerpt.
Blurb:
Susan English can’t stand Robin Lanford! She’s so full of herself she irritates everyone on the faculty of Fairfield High. When Robin bets Susan fifty dollars that she can’t get a date with Kurt Deveraux, the head football coach, Susan jumps at the chance to put the little heifer in her place. She had no idea that teaching Robin a lesson would irrevocably change her life, strain treasured friendships, and throw two families into chaos.
Excerpt:
Kurt clenched his teeth and trained his eyes toward the field. The game had gone much better
than he had hoped, but the Mavericks were still
losing by six points. He winced when his
quarterback stumbled and almost went down. This
late in the fourth quarter, his players were rapidly
running out of steam. Worse still, Middleton’s
strong defense had frustrated the Mavericks during
the entire game.
He had tried some trick plays to gain yardage, but every time his plans had gone awry. If they failed to get a first down on the next play, they’d have to punt and give possession of the ball to the other team. If that happened, Middleton would win.
Shoulders tense with excitement, Kurt jumped when a hand tapped his back. He spun around and snarled at the boy who stood there. “What do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy?”
The boy flinched, but he held his ground. “Miss English said to give you this and for you to look at it before the next play.”
“Who passes notes at a time like this? What does she think this is, study hall?” He crumpled the note, intending to fling it to the ground, but at the last moment something changed his mind, and he
He had tried some trick plays to gain yardage, but every time his plans had gone awry. If they failed to get a first down on the next play, they’d have to punt and give possession of the ball to the other team. If that happened, Middleton would win.
Shoulders tense with excitement, Kurt jumped when a hand tapped his back. He spun around and snarled at the boy who stood there. “What do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy?”
The boy flinched, but he held his ground. “Miss English said to give you this and for you to look at it before the next play.”
“Who passes notes at a time like this? What does she think this is, study hall?” He crumpled the note, intending to fling it to the ground, but at the last moment something changed his mind, and he
unfolded the paper the boy had handed him. His jaw
dropped when he saw the football play Susan had
sketched out. Try this, he read. I think it will work.
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I wouldn't be surprised if this is the key to his heart!
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