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The Hook From My YA Romantic Comedy:
Where Are Boys From, Uranus?
Maybe he's just really shy. That's why he won't look at me.
"I like lots of different bands," I say in response to my date's fifty-billionth question. But I feel like I'm trying to get to know the steak knife instead of Tyson. All I've seen of him since we got to the Mango Grill is the top of his blonde, healthy head o' hair.
He nods. Is it to let me know he's listening? Or to make me think he's listening.
Why did I say anything? If I keep quiet maybe he'll actually look up at me. Maybe he spilled some sauce on his pants and the spot is shaped like a hula dancer.
Lol found the picture online. Anyway, there it is, my hook. Let me know what you think!