By- Victoria Escobar
Genre- Young Adult Paranormal
Being plain and average would be a step up for Sidonie. The book nerd, gamer geek with larger than average jeans doesn’t really fit in anywhere. Add a drunk father and a dump in the projects and she’s pretty much guaranteed to be a social pariah. There would never be a happily ever after in her future, unless her books counted. Instead, she has accepted her lot and surrounded herself with friends who genuinely love and support her.
Music. Art. Creating. That’s what made Sidonie remarkable. As she began to find a chance of happiness in her gifts, dark forces start to impact her future. A magical world she had no idea even existed could alter the course of her life forever—if it didn’t cut it short entirely.
“Boys aren’t generally interested in what I think of them.” I glanced away trying to put thoughts in order. Man, was Deveroux confusing. Why wasn’t he part of the norm? That would be easy to deal with. “And my full experience with boys includes being ridiculed for being fat or ugly or just ignored. You haven’t done any of those things. It makes me wonder what you want. Maybe you’re just being kind to get it.”
“I do want something.”
He waited until I locked eyes with his. I knew it. Boys like him didn’t approach girls like me without an agenda. A smile ghosted around his lips as he watched me square up.
“I want your friendship. Nothing more, and nothing less. Just your friendship.”
“Tis a foolish man who does not make friends with a beautiful woman.”
“Cut the crap, Deveroux. Why?”
“You know, I do believe that is the first time you have addressed me by name to my face.” He smiled fully. “It is not crap, as you call it. I believe you to be beautiful and it saddens me you do not believe the same. But that is neither here nor there. However, I am curious. Do you react this way when Ormand says it?”
“Ormand?” Completely thrown off I gaped at him. “What does Ormand have to do with anything?”
“Yeah.” Ormand stepped into the aisle and strolled forward. His walk may have been completely relaxed but I read the tension in his arms. “What do I have to do with this?”
Deveroux didn’t look the least bit intimidated or afraid. He only tipped his head curiously. “I only assumed I was not the first to tell Sidonie she is beautiful.”
“Wren says it all the time.” My statement did not diffuse the rising tension in Ormand.
“First male of dating age then? I assumed as a friend he would be supportive in such a way.”
“Ormand doesn’t need to tell me I’m beautiful to be my friend.”
“I don’t tell her she’s beautiful because you can’t make someone believe words.” Anger vibrated in his every word. “Spouting off at the mouth only shows you’re eloquent. But actions speak louder than words.”
“If you do not you say the words how can someone know how you feel?” Deveroux tilted his head in clear study of Ormand.
Ormand sneered at him. “Pretty words are only breath and sound. In the end, easily created and...” He waved a hand. “Easily dismissed.”
“That does not change the fact that sometimes words, whether a lie or truth, can soothe a soul.” Deveroux lifted his chin and the corner of his lips curled slightly when Ormand balled his fist.
Guys didn’t fight over me. Ever. I cleared my throat before they could lunge deeper into this bizarre alternate universe.
About the Author-
Born in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, but with the ability to claim eight states as home; Victoria Escobar writes fiction from her current home in New York. She writes whatever comes to mind and because of such has a variety of genres written including Young Adult, New Adult, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy, and Contemporary Fiction.
In spare time if not with family, and friends Victoria enjoys curling up with a book from a favorite author with music playing. If not reading or writing she spends time drawing, sketching, crocheting, or some other random art project. She enjoys staying busy, but most of all enjoys staying creative.
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