Last Throwback Thursday, I posted this photo on Facebook with the comment: “My Grade 12 yearbook photo. I wrote my first novel that year and I still have it. It is TERRIBLE!” Friends said they’d like to read it and decide for themselves. So, here is an excerpt:
“The Ultimate by Gayle C. Siebert
Troy Walker sat in the detention hall, all alone for this one. He was the only sucker with a double today. He slouched with his long legs in the aisles, his hands in his jacket pockets. In a few more minutes, the last detention bell would ring and he’d be free – for the Easter holidays anyway. He was still fuming over having a detention the last day before holidays – and a double at that – even though it was his own fault for skipping a single the day before. He had considered skipping this one, as well, but that would only double the penalty after holidays if he got caught, and being the well-known person he was, it was a certainty that he would be missed. Ahh, the price of fame. So there he sat.
The bell clanged, he headed out of the room, down the hall to his locker, then out the rear door to the parking lot. Once behind the wheel of his almost new lime-gold Buick and pulling away from the school, he exulted in the thought that he wouldn’t have to go back there for ten whole days.
Everyone in ten high schools knew who Troy Walker was. He was every guy’s ideal, the ultimate. When he drove past in his big, flashy car, even the squarest square would say “There’s Troy!” as if they knew him personally. Troy was the one who could pick and choose who he was going to take out. He was a mover. He really had “it” and he sure knew he did.
For example, he had a date that very night with Donna Benson. She was pretty good looking and well put together, but what really bolstered his ego was the fact that she was Willie Hazen’s chick and he had procured a date with her just for the asking. Now, wasn’t that cool? He was willing to bet nobody but Troy Walker could cut in on Willie Hazen’s chick. Willie wasn’t just an ordinary square guy, either, he was pretty high up on the social scale – lots of money, big car, the whole scene. But next to Troy Walker, The Ultimate, he didn’t stand a chance. …”
That’s the end of Page One. What do you think?
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