Welcome to The Friday 56, a weekly meme hosted by Freda's Voice.
These are the rules:
1. Grab a book, any book.
2. Turn to page 56, or 56% on your eReader.
3. Find any sentence (or a few, just don't spoil it) that grabs you.
4. Post it.
5. Add the URL to your post in the link on Freda's most recent Friday 56 post.
I'm also taking part in Book Beginnings, a weekly meme hosted by Rose City Reader. The rules are pretty simple - you share the first sentence or so and your initial thoughts, impressions, or whatever else it inspires. Don't forget to link up your post's url with Rose City Reader.
This week I'm spotlighting Biggest Flirts (The Superlatives #1) by Jennifer Echols, which I'm just now starting. I don't usually go for YA Contemporary Romance, but I've been hearing quite a bit about this series lately so I thought I would check it out. Based on the title, the cover, and synopsis, I'm expecting a light, fluffy, and predictable read, but maybe it will surprise me. As for the 56, band practice brings back memories of high school - I hope they talk more about the trombones (my instrument!).
"You must be Tia Cruz."
I glanced up at the guy who'd sat next to me and said this quietly in my ear, in an accent from elsewhere. We were on the crowded back porch with the lights off, but beyond the porch ceiling, the summer night sky was bright with a full moon and a glow from the neon signs at the tourist-trap beaches a few miles south.
"Hey!" she hollered, hurrying over from a row of trombones. She must have forgotten Will's name, because if she'd known it, instead of "Hey!" she would have shouted an outraged Mr. Matthews! She hustled right up to the front of his snare drum and frowned at him, hands on her hips, whistle swinging on a cord. She was at least a foot shorter than him. "Is that how you talked during band practice where you came from?"