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GIRLS LOVE TRAVIS WALKER
By: Anne Pfeffer
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Description:
To nineteen-year-old high school dropout Travis Walker, women are
like snowflakes–each one different, but beautiful in her own way.
He can charm any girl he meets, and yet down deep he fears he’ll
always be a loser like his jailbird father. As the landlady threatens to evict
him and his sick mother, Travis takes a job he hates and spends his evenings
picking up girls at a nearby night spot.
When he enlists in a teen program at the local fire station, he
finds out he’s amazing at it. Then he meets the smoking hot Kat Summers,
enlists Kat’s friend Zoey to help him woo her, and falls in love for the first
time ever.
But he keeps the details of his life secret. His girl will never
love him back if she knows the truth about him….
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Excerpt:
Only fifteen minutes since I’d entered
the halls of Perdido High School and already the beady eye of authority was
upon me. I hadn’t even done anything wrong.
Yet.
“Travis!” Ms. Valenzuela called out to me
from the door of the guidance office. Although she was getting old, maybe into
her early forties, she hadn’t let herself go. She had great legs, which were
hidden today by her lime green pants.
“Yo.” I loped over and unleashed a grin
that combined sincere remorse for my failings with my irresistible charm.
She pursed her lips. “Don’t start with
me, Travis.”
I led the way to her office and took my
usual chair while she sat at the desk across from me. “New picture,” I said,
nodding to the updated photo of her two daughters. “Kelsi and … Julianne,
right?”
She struggled to keep back a smile. “Yes, Travis. Those are their names.”
“Fifth and seventh grade, right?”
“Yes, Travis.” Now she was smiling for
sure.
Maybe it was my blue-green eyes, or maybe
my granite abs, but I could always get women to smile at me.
Ms. Valenzuela opened my folder. “Six
more absences since your last visit to my office. Plus numerous missed homework
assignments. You’re this close to suspension.” She held up her thumb and index
finger a millimeter apart.
“I have to work, Ms. Val,” I said. “Gotta
get ahead, you know.” I had a promising position as a bus boy at Jake’s
Burgers.
“How many hours are you working these
days?”
“As many as I can get, whenever I can get
‘em.”
“You can’t cut back?” She knew she
couldn’t push me that hard. My family’s sudden move to Los Angeles in November
of my junior year, coupled with my erratic attendance at Perdido High, had
screwed up my graduation credits. With all my former classmates in college, I
was starting my senior year, again, at age nineteen.
“I can’t get weekend shifts at Jake’s,” I
told Ms.Val.
She didn’t like me working there, but she
should just be glad I wasn’t following in the path of my father, who knocked
over a convenience mart a year ago and ended up in prison for armed robbery.
Mom had gone to visit him, but I refused. He could rot there for all I cared.
“You’ve got one school year left to
graduate. I want to see you get that high school diploma, Travis. Or a GED at
least.” Between her fingers, she rolled a pen. It was the cheap kind the school
district bought that wrote for about five minutes before it crapped out on you.
“Yeah, well, we’re about to get evicted,”
I said, “so that’s kind of rearranged my priorities.”
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