Wattpad Block Party - Winter Edition IV

MCRomances Presents: Teen Fiction Sneak Peek

MCRomances Presents: Teen Fiction Sneak Peek

Hi Everyone!

I'm M.C. Roman also known as @MCRomances here on Wattpad. I'm so happy to be participating in the Wattpad Block Party for a fourth time!

For this edition I'm sharing a preview of a brand new teen fiction story I've been working on. It's my first time writing teen fiction so I'm pretty excited about it!

Below is a sneak peek of the first chapter. It's a first draft and in its very early stages so I don't have a title for it yet. If you have any ideas for one after reading, feel free to share them!

For Spanish readers, I'm also excited to be sharing the first chapter of Four Walls (Cuatro Paredes) in my other post! It's a romantic suspense/mystery that I'm currently translating into Spanish and will be posting to my profile soon.

Lastly, don't forget to check out the giveaway link at the end of this post for a chance to win a $10 gift card from Amazon.

Thanks so much for checking out my post. Hope you like it and let me know what you think!

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Chapter One

It was my first day of high school, sitting in detention while dwelling on the order of the cosmic universe, when I first saw him.

Everything about that particular moment was wrapped up in shocked, unfamiliar emotions.

To start, I had never been in detention before, so I wasn't exactly sure what the proper etiquette was and how people normally behaved during this so-called hour of punishment. Should I be remorseful for my actions? Atone my mistakes? It seemed natural to reflect on the events that brought me here, but I couldn't bring myself to regret a single one of them.

Which led to my second underlying emotion and the reason I was in detention in the first place. I had lost my most prized possession that morning and was in the worst possible mood. What's more, I was stunned at my own stupidity. But I didn't want to think about that. Again.

Third, and probably most bizarre of all, boys had never paid much attention to me before. And yet, this particular boy, sitting in the opposite side of the room, was smiling in my direction.

It took me a while to understand that he was, in fact, smiling at me until I looked around and realized we were the only two people in detention besides the teacher who was supervising us.

He softly chuckled at my reaction, and when our eyes met, he raised his hand, giving me a small wave. It was almost like he knew who I was, but I was certain I had never met him before. He had a face you wouldn't forget. Confused and not knowing what else to do, I raised my hand and waved back.

His smile widened before he turned around in his chair, and resumed writing in his notebook. He seemed to be on a role because he hadn't stopped writing in it the entire time we'd been here. That is, until he unexpectedly turned around and smiled at me.

It was only then that I felt my cheeks flush, and for once I was grateful for having a delayed reaction to things. My mom always said I was a late bloomer, but it seemed to apply to all aspects of my life. I was late at everything. Especially today.

Thinking of my mom saddened me, so I got back to reading my algebra textbook to get away from my thoughts. I hated math, but I had already shed enough tears thinking about her all morning and I couldn't afford to break down again. Especially not in front of other people, and especially not in front of the cute boy across the room, who for some unknown reason was peering at me again over his shoulder.