Love at First Spite by Anna E. Collins EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Anna E. Collins
- Language: English
- Genre: Coming of Age Fiction
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MY WHITE DRESS trails me as we make our way across the small clearing
to where the others are waiting. The heavy fabric rustles against the ground, a
few leaves catching in the hem, but I ignore them, concentrating instead on
what’s ahead. All eyes are on me.
“Are you sure?” my cousin Mia asks at my elbow. My partner in crime.
I glance her way. I’m nervous, but I don’t want to be, and the simmering
excitement in her expression reassures me. This is the right choice.
“Hundred percent,” I say.
She smiles and squeezes my hand. “You’ll rock this, I know it.” She lets
go and steps away to assume her position with a wink. “See you on the other
Then it begins.
I take off at a sprint. The paintball arena is at least a football field in size
and strewn with steel drums, crates, and sandbags. A few larger structures in
the middle resemble a small-scale Old West town complete with porches and
a saloon sign. The guys Mia and I’ve been teamed up with run that way,
while she and I head for the trees along the sides. The large pines tower
stoically above the fray, and I choose one of the largest trunks for my first
“Did everyone else go the other way?” I call out to Mia but get no
response. Wasn’t she behind me?
I peer around the trunk only to catch the whisp of her braid beneath her
helmet as she dives for shelter by a tree trunk twenty yards in front of me.
“Don’t be a baby, Porter,” I chastise myself, before following her. It’s a
thirty-minute game of most-hits-win, so she’s got the right idea: it’s go time.
As fast as my skirts allow, I jog in the direction of the rapid pops and kasplats of active battle, paintball gun at the ready. The staff told me I’d be at a
disadvantage playing in my wedding dress, and they had a good point. But
then again, I didn’t come here expecting to leave in virginal white.
I barely get my finger on the trigger before two shots in succession hit me
squarely in the chest, and a green stain blooms before me. It hurts less than I
anticipated, but I still freeze too long and another round easily finds my
shoulder. Blue paint drips off the white lace of my sleeve.
Oh yeah? That’s how it’s going to be?
Something akin to glee bubbles up my chest and I let out a loud cackle. All
righty, then. Shouldering my gun, I aim at the culprit—some kid a full foot
shorter than me—and one, two, three splotches of paint hit his belly.
“Yeah!” I shout, as he hightails off. Adrenaline pumps through my arms.
“Dani, over here!” Mia runs sideways behind me from the cover of a fake
building to a stack of boxes. “I’ll shield you.”
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