Tuesday, December 10, 2013

WINDOWS by Emily Minton



Expert Number 1

Prologue Lindy’s POV

I feel uncomfortable, as soon as we walk through the door. "Can you tell me again, why we are here?" I ask Tara, as we make our way through the party.

"Come on Lindy. It's our last night before we leave for college. We need to have some fun." She answers, knowing that this is in no way my idea of fun.

You could ask anyone here, and they would tell you that Melinda James did not go to parties. Not only were parties just not my thing, these kids didn't want me here either. They all hated me; they always have.

I'm known as the weird girl from Warrington High. I'm quiet, I like to read and I'm really smart. I'm the one that all the teachers use as an example.

"Melinda, will you come up here and show the others how you completed problem twenty-six?"

"Melinda, can you please tell everyone your answer for question nine?"

"I want you all to listen to Melinda's essay. You should all strive to write like this."

You can imagine how that affected my social life. If that’s not bad enough, I'm also fat. I'm not one of those girls that just says she's fat, I really am. I'm only five foot three and weigh nearly two hundred pounds. I also wear really thick glasses. I've tried contacts. They just don't work for me. Add all that together and I don't have a social life at all.

Tara and Lucas are my only friends. In fact, they are the only people that even talk to me. Well, Lucas only talks to me when we are at home. But, at least he doesn't pick on me at school like everyone else does.

Lucas and I grew up together. We've lived next door to each other, our entire life. Our moms have been best friends, since before we were even born. Our dads were both cops and were partners for years, but my dad was shot during a routine traffic stop. I was only nine at the time. The person who did it still hasn’t been caught, but I know they are still looking. Lucas's dad, Paul, says a fellow officer’s death is never forgotten. Since dad died, Paul has stepped in as kind of a second dad. I would love to have my father back, but Paul is the best substitute father in the world.

After my father’s death, Tara's dad became Paul's partner. Her mom became friends with my mom and Lucas's mom, Wanda. So, us kids ended up being stuck with each other all the time. It didn’t take long for Lucas, Tara, and I became the best of friends. We were always together. Our moms even called us the three musketeers. But, things changed as we got older.

Lucas is the most popular guy in school. He is our school’s quarter back, and he's headed to the University of Alabama on a full ride. Lucas is also the most gorgeous boy that I have ever seen. His hair is nearly black and his eyes are so blue that they remind me of the sky on a clear day. He has a body that drives all the girls crazy.

Over the last few years, he has definitely pulled away from Tara and me. He acts like he doesn’t even know me at school, and if he sees me out somewhere he never even says hi. Lucas may not talk to me around everyone else, but we still spend a lot of time together, when we are both at home. He climbs through my window almost every night. We talk about everything. Well, almost everything. He doesn't know that I am totally in love with him.

Tara keeps saying that I should tell him, before we leave for college. She says that if he knew how I felt, things might be different. That is exactly what I am afraid will happen. What if he laughs at me or worse? He could quit being my friend. I don't even want to think about that happening.

Tara just does not understand. She is also popular. Not like Lucas, but in a geeky sort of way. She’s smart, but not nerdy like me. Nope! Tara is a band geek. She lives and breathes band. She would probably be an outsider like me too, but she is absolutely beautiful. She has long golden brown hair, big hazel eyes, and is the perfect size six. So, she can get away with being a geek.

Tara and I are leaving for Auburn tomorrow. I chose Auburn, because they offered me an academic scholarship. I was ecstatic when I learned that Tara would be coming with me. They gave Tara a spot in their marching band. So, she is as excited as I am. The only bad part is that I won't being seeing Lucas until Thanksgiving break.

I look around the party, and people are everywhere. Their all drinking and being loud. I start to feel even more uncomfortable. My breath is coming fast, and I know that I am on the verge of hyperventilating. I need to get out of here for a minute.

"Where’s the bathroom?" I ask Tara.

"Up the stairs. It's on the right. I think it’s the second door." She answers, shaking her head at me. She knows that I'm just making an excuse to hide, but she doesn’t say anything.

I make my way up the stairs, but I'm stopped by the queen of all bitches as soon as I get to the top. "Hey there piglet." She says through a laugh. I ignore her and try to walk past. “You shouldn't be up here, you know. There's a lot of people down stairs. You could send this whole floor crashing in on them and kill everyone."

I pretend her words do not hurt and walk on. I continue down the hall, trying not to cry. But, the tears are falling by the time I open the bathroom door. I don't even look in. I just step inside and lock the door. I slide to the floor and pull my knees to my chest.

"What's wrong Lindy Lou?"

I look up and Lucas is standing in the middle of the bathroom. I'm so embarrassed, that I feel myself blush. I try to wipe the tears from my eyes, as I stand up. "Nothing's wrong. I just had something in my eye."

Lucas gives me a don't bullshit me look and pulls me into his arms. "I hate to see you cry. So, just go ahead and tell me whose ass I need to kick."

I give him a sad smile. "It was just Kelsey, being her normal delightful self."

"Shit, I don't know why that girls so mean to you all the time. She's always nice to me" he says while rubbing circles on my back.

“I bet she is." Everyone knows Kelsey has a thing for Lucas. He's never dated her, but I've heard they've hooked up a few times.

"You can't let them get to you. You know you’re beautiful." I'm shocked. He's never called me beautiful before. No one has but mom and she doesn't really count.

"Yeah right. I'm beautiful. If you like pigs that wear glasses." I try to laugh, but it comes out sounding sad.

Lucas pulls me in closer. My body is now pressed against his. "Is that really what you see when you look at yourself?"

His mouth is so close to mine that I can smell the beer on his breath. I can also feel his hardness pressing against my stomach. I'm so nervous that all I can do is nod.

He moves his hands from my back and places them on my face. "Do you want to know what I see, when I look at you." I shake my head slowly. Afraid that anything I do could make him pull away. Right now, that is the last thing I want.

"I see a beautiful girl inside and out." He moves his hand to my hair. "I see hair so blond that it reminds me of summer all year long." He brings the other hand to my glasses and pulls them off. He sits them on the sink and returns his hands to my back, pulling me into him once again. "I see eyes so green they remind me of fresh cut grass." He lowers his mouth and whispers. “I see lips that look so soft that I'm dying to kiss them."

Then, he places his lips on mine. It's my first kiss, and it’s just like always dreamed it would be. Wonderful! His tongue pushes my lips apart and rubs against mine. One of his hands is pushing up my shirt, while the other is rubbing my ass. I am so shocked that I feel like I'm dreaming.

Lucas slowly pulls me onto the floor. I don't even realize that he is removing my clothes, until they are gone. He enters me in one slow stroke. It hurts so bad that I want to cry, but I'm too happy for the tears to fall. I won't let anything ruin this moment. It doesn't take long, before Lucas pushes himself deep inside me and moans.

As soon as he is done, he looks down at me and his eyes get really big. "Fuck Lindy. I'm sorry. I’m so fucking drunk that I didn’t even think about what I was doing.” He shakes his head. “Shit, that should have never happened.” He jumps up, pulls up his pants, and walks out the door.

I look up, just as the door shuts. I cannot believe he left me like that. I reach up and lock the door. Then curl up into a ball and cry.

It takes me twenty minutes to get myself cleaned up and back downstairs. I look around, until I see Tara with some of her band friends. I walk straight to her and whisper in her ear. “I need to get out of here. Now!"

She looks at me for a moment, I can tell that she knows something bad has happened. She finally nods, and we make our way through the party. We have almost made it to the door, when I hear Kristen's voice. I turn my head to look at Lucas, his friend Daniel and Kelsey standing near the wall.

"I know what I heard. You were doing Piglet in the bathroom." She says while looking at Lucas.

"Luke, did you really fuck that pig?" Asks Daniel, with a disgusted look on his face.

"No way man. My dick would fall off if it got too close to that fat ass." Lucas says, and they all start to laugh.

I gasp, and Lucas turns to look at me. I can see the anguish in his eyes, but he doesn’t apologize.

"You guys must be kidding. There's no way Lindy would let a douche like Luke touch her." Tara says as she pulls me out of the party.

Tara and I don't talk on the way home. I just look out the window and do my best to keep from crying. When we pull into my driveway, I start to get out but Tara grabs my hand. "I'm really sorry Lindy." I nod and pull away.

I make my way into my bedroom, doing my best to avoid my mom. I walk over to my window and lock it. Then, I climb into bed and break into tears. I'm still crying a few hours later, when I hear someone try to open my window. Then, he starts to knock on it. I put my face into my pillow, to muffle the sound of my sobbing. Lucas knocks a few more times, then I hear him walk away.

The next morning, Mom helps me pack my stuff into Tara's car. She gives me a hug, and I climb in. We just pulled out of the driveway when Lucas comes running out his front door.

"Lindy! Wait!" he screams.

I look over at Tara and shake my head. We drive away, and I don’t even look back.



REVIEW BY TERRI

Windows by Emily Minton

*I was given an ARC in return for my honest review*

This was a very well written story. A beautiful love story of children growing up, being best friends and falling in love only to have something break them apart and move on with their lives in separate directions. But they end up back in their hometown and see each other. What will happen? Did what happened so long ago break them so badly that there is no going back? This is full of twists and turns along the way, it keeps you interested. The main characters of Melinda James and Lucas Beck come off the pages and make you feel like they are friends of yours.

I cannot wait to read more of Emily Minton’s ‘Coming Home’ series.



Exerpt Number 2

Lindy POV

"What’re you doing?"

"I was going to turn the TV to something you like."

"No need."

I give him a smile. "I know you don’t like my vampire shows. We can watch something else."

He places a soft kiss on my lips. "Do you like this shit?"

I nod my head yes.

"Then I’ll watch it with you. Who knows, it may not suck. If it does, I will still earn a blowjob for watching it."

I can feel my eyes get big. "You think you earn a blow job for watching my TV shows?"

He nods. "Hell, yeah! We’ve got a give and take kind of thing going on. I give by watching your show. Then later you take my dick in your mouth."

"What about when I watch NASCAR with you? Will you, you know?" I say with a giggle.

"Baby, you ain’t got to do shit for me to eat that pussy. Anytime you want my mouth between your legs, all you gotta do is spread ’em," he says with a panty-dropping lascivious smirk.





Windows by Emily Minton Playlist

LINK: https://play.spotify.com/user/1293859731/playlist/0uk00MLxpSvwSsTAYyaIQ1

Sweet Home Alabama by Lynyrd Skynyrd

Bless The Broken Road Lyrics by Rascal Flatts

You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift

Don’t Take the Girl by Tim McGraw

Big Girls Don’t Cry by Fergie

This Kiss by Faith Hill

Crazy B*tch by Buck Cherry

F**kin’ Perfect by Pink



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