Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
This Weeks Teaser Comes from:
Knowing the outcome doesn’t always make a choice easier . . .
Addison Coleman’s life is one big “What if?” As a Searcher, whenever Addie is faced with a choice, she can look into the future and see both outcomes. It’s the ultimate insurance plan against disaster. Or so she thought. When Addie’s parents ambush her with the news of their divorce, she has to pick who she wants to live with—her father, who is leaving the paranormal compound to live among the “Norms,” or her mother, who is staying in the life Addie has always known. Addie loves her life just as it is, so her answer should be easy. One Search six weeks into the future proves it’s not.
In one potential future, Addie is adjusting to life outside the Compound as the new girl in a Norm high school where she meets Trevor, a cute, sensitive artist who understands her. In the other path, Addie is being pursued by the hottest guy in school—but she never wanted to be a quarterback’s girlfriend. When Addie’s father is asked to consult on a murder in the Compound, she’s unwittingly drawn into a dangerous game that threatens everything she holds dear. With love and loss in both lives, it all comes down to which reality she’s willing to live through . . . and who she can’t live without.
“Laila, what do I have to do to get you here on time?” Mr. Caston asked. “Move the buildings closer together?” “Funny, Ms. Stader. Warning today. Lunch detention tomorrow. Walk faster.”
West, Kasie (2013-02-12). Pivot Point (p. 3). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition.
As I open my bag of chips, Laila leans forward. “This stage isn’t very high, right?” What is she talking about? I follow her gaze to the ground. “I guess not.” “So it wouldn’t hurt too bad if someone got pushed off?” I look to the left, where several other regulars are lined up along the stage, lunches on their laps, feet dangling. “Who’s getting—” Before I can finish my sentence, she grabs my arm and flings me off the stage. I gasp in shock, wondering what evil plan this act has accomplished. I don’t have to wonder too long when Duke practically trips over me. “Are you okay?” he asks as I collect my scattered lunch. “Fine.” I shove my sandwich and chips into my ripped lunch bag and straighten up. “Addie,” Laila says, feigning concern and jumping down next to me. “Did you get hurt? What happened?” But her “concern” is instantly replaced with a smile for Duke. “Hey, Duke, we didn’t see you.” More like I didn’t see him. Laila quite obviously saw him from a mile away.
West, Kasie (2013-02-12). Pivot Point (pp. 59-60). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition.