The Wrong Prom Date by Alexandra Moody EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author Name: Alexandra Moody
- Book Genre: Contemporary, High School, Music, Musicians, Romance, Young Adult
- ISBN # B07YYZB12S
- Date of Publication: March 10, 2020
- PDF / EPUB File Format: PDF / EPUB
- PDF / EPUB File Size: 1.4 MB
HA Y L E Y
t was officially the worst day of my life.
Even worse than the day I peed my pants in kindergarten
or the time I forgot my one line in the school play. My car had
broken down—which in the grand scheme of things wasn’t all
that bad. But, it had happened right in front of the town sheriff,
who was currently giving me a ride home while a tow truck
took my baby away.
I felt like I was going to die of embarrassment as I sat in
the back of the cruiser and stared out the window. I was not
some delinquent who got rides home from cops, and the
sheriff kept giving me such stern looks in his rearview mirror
that I was worried I might suddenly spill every deep, dark
secret I had. Not that any secrets I had were dark. Humiliating
though? Most definitely.
“Hayley, remind me again why your car was stopped in the
middle of the road?” he asked.
I swallowed and tried not to look as terrified as I felt.
“There was a fox,” I lied.
“A fox? I thought you said there was a squirrel…”
“Yeah, I was getting to that. There was a foxy-looking
squirrel that dashed across the road. I thought I hit it and
stopped the car to get out and take a look, but then it darted off
the road and into the bushes. I knew it was okay, so I went to
drive away, but my car wouldn’t start.”
I tried to keep my face straight, refusing to crack under the
pressure of his knowing stare. All I could see were his eyes in
the mirror, but they were more than enough to intimidate me. I
didn’t need to see the rest of his face to feel the brunt of his
“And you didn’t think to pull over first?” he asked.
“Sir, a squirrel’s life was on the line.”
I couldn’t believe I was lying to a police officer, but I
couldn’t exactly tell him the truth. My favorite song had come
on the radio, and I’d stopped the car so I could belt out the
lyrics and give the song the tribute it deserved. It’s not like
there were any other cars around, and you just can’t sing
Taylor Swift and drive at the same time. Especially not when
you’re also dancing in your seat. If I could rewrite the rules of
the road, that would be the first thing all new drivers would
learn—don’t dance and drive; stop and sing. Unfortunately, I
didn’t think Sheriff Daniels would agree.
I blew out a breath as I thought through my predicament. I
was devastated that my car was officially out of action, but I
was more concerned about how everyone would react. My
parents would probably be angry, and my best friend Madi was
never going to let me hear the end of this. She often told me I
was the world’s worst driver. I was beginning to think she
might have a point.
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