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Okay, voting is really heating up on AOM Teaser #2.  Flynn fans are really coming through.  One of the goals was met for another POV, YAY!  I’m under deadline and I promise to post it by the end of next week.  In the meantime, I’ll give you guys another teaser.  Enjoy!

AOM Teaser #3 (excerpt from Angel of Mercy by Shannon Dermott copyright 2012)

Driving in the parking lot, it almost felt like old times.  Except Maggie and my roles were reversed.  Since the attack, I was driving her to school and not the other way around.

“When is the next holiday?” she groaned, scrunching in her seat like that would somehow change the fact that today was a school day.

Laughing, I said, “Not for a while.  Spring break is coming.” Hoping out fo the car, the door banged shut when I pushed it closed.  Maggie, catching up to me, had somehow managed to leave the car even though for a second there I thought I might have to pry her out.

My response perked her up and put a bit more pep in her step.  “Maybe we should all go away for the week.  It’s like Luke’s senior year,” she said wistfully.

Stopping in my tracks, Maggie halted and turned to face me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to remind you.”

Yeah, I thought. I’d lost so much this year. I didn’t need to be reminded that I would lose Luke to college and he would forget me.

“He won’t forget you,” she said, reading my mind in the way best friends did.  It was always like that between us.

“It’s college, Mags.  There will be a ton of girls.  Girls that will tempt him and…” I didn’t finish.  Luke wasn’t the same guy thanks to me.  Would he be faithful?  Would he even care about me after he left?

My musing was interrupted by Flynn’s fan club when they stopped right in front of us.  “Oh, look it’s the HITs.”  I looked up into the hateful face of a girl with mousey brown hair cut in strange layers that looked tangled and wild like her eyes.  I recognized her from around the halls and how she would linger wherever Flynn would be. But, I didn’t know her name or the name of the girl with her.

“Hits?” the girl beside her questioned, while pushing at her short dark hair.  She tucked it behind one ear nervously looked between her friend and us.  It seemed she didn’t want to be here anymore than I wanted to hear this.

“Yeah, you know Hookers in Training. That one,” the instigator girl said pointing with her heat seeking missile eyes directed at me. “…Caused all this.  She is the one that put him in danger.  She is the reason why he….”

My hands balled into fist at my sides.  It didn’t matter that what she said rang true in my heart. In fact, it may be because of it that all my pent up emotions were headed to the surface.  I had a feeling before this was over, I would be sitting in the principal’s office for the very first time in my life.  And for once, I didn’t care.

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