Q&A: Would you read this book? (TEEN BOOK)?

Question by ShockingBeauty.: Would you read this book? (TEEN BOOK)?
I need feedback on a bitt of a book I am writing. Tell me what you think, and would you read it?

“Are you kidding me?”

“He’s amazing. You’re amazing,” said Lacie.

I blushed. “Hah, yeah right. You’re just saying that.”

“You and Mark would look absolutely gorgeous together.”

Fourth block had just finished, Lacie and I decided to stop and grab our books during transfer time.

I’ve had this on going drool fest for this guy mark. He’s a mate of my mate, but I wouldn’t say we were that close. It’s just those amazing tear blue eyes, and that blonde-never greasy looking hair. It made me want to cling to his ankles, and shout “take me with you!” like I did to my dad when I was four. At night, I dreamt that we would finally go out one day, like St. Valentines Day. That would be uber romantic. I’m thinking about him so much, it’s actually kind of getting to the stalker point. I purposely take the long way home, so I can walk by his house, doing my model strut. Of course, seventy-five present of the time, I trip over something, making me look mad. I’ve really got two classes with him, but he’s only spoken to me once, begging for a pencil. How special. I was determined to get him to notice me, but honestly it’s pretty hard to ignore me. I’m almost at the desperate stage.

“Shut up, he’ll never fancy me, it’s just annoying. I honestly think he likes transvestites or something. I’ve done everything. The tom-boy, girly, Goth, rocker chick. It’s starting to make me go mad!” Lacie nodded her head. As if she knew what I was talking about, which she obviously didn’t. Lacie’s gorgeous. Tall, thin. She’s got pin-straight brunette hair. Light olive skin, because her parent’s are Italian, she’s got boys chasing after her in every direction. Having two drop dead gorgeous sisters helps too. One specializes in makeup, and hair. The other, has the brains. So that leaves Lacie a little bit of both, look’s and brains. Something I wish I had a slice of, or at least a crumble. My mate’s are always saying I’m beautiful in my own way. Sometimes I think they say that, while their choking on their vomit. As for me, I’ve got wavy blonde hair; my eye color sometimes resembles shit, as in dark very dark brown. I’m short, but lately I’ve been putting on weight, for reasons obvious. But, my other best friend, Chelsea’s been hassling me to think positive, so I’m continuing with that ritual.

“Kristen, Kristen! Hello!” I shook. “Shit, sorry Lace.” Suddenly the fifth block bell rang. We grabbed our books, quickly making it to class. As students stumbled through the door, rapidly dashing to grab desks in the back of the room, I noticed the other member of the three musketeers. Chelsea snapped her fingers in the air, and then patted two chairs next to her, indicating that she saved us a seat. Chelsea looked absolutely stunning with her dirty blonde highlighted hair in a long, straight pony tail, her layered ends sweeping her shoulder blades.
She flashed me a smile, and I nodded. Lacie strolled over, grabbed the left seat, sitting down and beginning to read over her journal presentation. As everyone was beginning to settle down, a busy body ran through the class, just as Mr. Kemp grabbed a stick of chalk off the ledge. The figure obviously was in a rush, speeding right past me, and knocking me right out of my sneakers. I shrieked, falling to the floor. Luckily my text books broke my fall, more like broke my butt. I felt like I no longer had any junk in my trunk. The boy must have noticed me fall, because he immediately stopped to help me up, and grab my books and papers which went rapidly flying into the air, like a volcano spewing lava. When I was finished scooping my notebooks into my crossed arms, I glanced up, Tall, thin yet muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes. Mark. Oh my god, this was like a scene in a love movie. Dropping my books, him picking them up, he actually noticed me! Maybe, I’m not that ugly! Well, I mean, if I was, he’d obviously had just walked away. Maybe he was just being a gentleman and he really did think I was hideous, just didn’t want to act like a dick in front of his mates. Kristen, snap out of it. He’s standing right in front of me, oh for the love of hot guys, what do I say? Do I ignore him, smile, talk? Ask him out? No no no no noooooooooooooooooooo. Stupid move. Definitely not that one. Okay, I’ll just err …

“Hi,” I whispered.

OH MY GOD! Now I sound desperate, why did I say that! He’s probably going to turn around and walk away.

“Hey, your Kristen right? Listen, sorry I knocked you over, I was just scared I was going to miss Mr. Kemps interesting punctuation lecture, he knows how much we all love apostrophes,” he whispered.

I laughed, and then smiled. Oh god, I think I just melted, he is amazing! Good looking, smart, kind, and he has a sense of humor too, someone call the ambulance, I think I have a love struck heart.

“Its fine, I’m alright. Just a bit of a …”

He put his f
He put his finger on my lips. Oh my, I think I’m going to faint, right here, right now, in front of everyone, I don’t care if they have to send me to the medical room, I’m in love! His eyes sparkled, and then I noticed he was pointing. I carefully followed his index finger, it was so perfect. I then realized he was pointing at the classroom. Everyone was sitting there, with wide eyes, watching. Oh my god, how embarresing, I can never go out again! I blushed, my face was like the cherry red tomatoes that I had for nutrition break. I watched him stand up and head to sit next to his mates in the back row. I wanted to die, as I stood up in front of my peers. I staggered over next to Lacie and Chelsea who looked like they were about to burst.

“Okay then. Thank you Kristen and Mark for joining us, now please open up your booklets to page eighteen,” Mr. Kemp explained.

Although Mark and everyone make fun of Mr. Kemp’s lessons, I actually like them.
. I find language arts so interesting, the English language is so detailed and complex. Kristen, knock out of it. If Mark doesn’t like language arts, then I don’t either.

“Hah, that was hilarious!” mocked Chelsea.
“But oober romantic!” butted in Lacie.
I shook my head.

“Are you kidding me? He is amazing, I swear I am never going to step foot near another man again, unless I have him.”

I was serious now. Chelsea raised her eyebrows as high as McDonald’s golden arches.

“I reckon you will, once you both date and then break up, you’ll be all over someone else, and once you’re over him that is.”

“Oh hush Chelsea. Give Kristen her moment in the luuuuuuve light,” said Lacie.

“Her moment in the luuuuuuuuuve light,” mocked Chelsea, sticking her tongue out to the side.

I laughed, sometimes there bickering really cracks me up.
Lacie opened her mouth, but Chelsea butted in, “so Kay, are you going to make your move?”

Best answer:

Answer by ~`♥★Courtnee♥★ `~SaVe ThE tReEs!
Ooooh, I love this! omg it is AMAZING! yes I would read it! And isnt it annoying how it keeps cutting off your story and you have to re-post it? lol

well wanna check out mine toooo?
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20081022192839AADuboB&r=w

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