Charm & Consequence
Sixteen-year-old Georgia Barrett is no expert on guys, but her bio-class partner is harder to dissect than anything in their lab tray. He's smart, almost as sarcastic as she is, and cute in that preppie way. Things are great... until he decides her vegan activism is ridiculous and suddenly can't refuse a date with her fast enough. So why does he show up at her door, interested in learning how to make tofu ricotta? And why does he seem so upset that a senior hottie has taken an interest in her? Could he be interested in Georgia after all?
Stephanie and I decided to have a little fun with our main characters, dropping them into each other's worlds with a chance encounter in a coffee shop. Keep reading to see what happens when Charm's Georgia and Michael, and Elsker's Kristia and Ull, cross paths. And be sure to pick up Charm & Consequence, available TODAY for only $1.29! You can't beat that.
SCENE: A coffee shop in Longbourne, a picture postcard perfect little New England town. A boy and a girl sit in a corner with two dog-eared paperback copies of Pride and Prejudice. The boy, dark haired and brooding, has his fingers poised over the latest incarnation of the Macbook, frowning because he has nothing to write. The girl sips an iced soy chai latte and taps her pen against the edge of the round table, to the boy’s visible annoyance.
GEORGIA: This is, like, our last group project for English. We need to make it a good one.
MICHAEL: Then stop hating all of my ideas.
GEORGIA: I don’t hate all of your ideas. I just . . . I just don’t get this book, really. Mr. Darcy is such a snotty ass most of the time.
MICHAEL (rolls eyes): I think he’s great. Elizabeth’s the one with the problem. What I don’t get is why so many women want to live in a Jane Austen novel.
The couple at the next table must have overheard them. The young woman, dark blonde hair falling softly around her shoulders, smiles and claps her hands, while the blue eyed young man in a cashmere sweater smiles at her indulgently.
GEORGIA (whispers to Michael): Don’t look now, but I think we’ve attracted the attention of the Norse god at the next table.
KRISTIA (slightly embarrassed): I couldn’t help overhearing your conversation. I just love Jane Austen. I would gladly spend a couple days in one of her novels.
GEORGIA: Sure, I guess, but women can do so much more now. You know, except earn a dollar for very dollar a man makes doing the same job.
MICHAEL (picks up his espresso and sighs): We’ve been working on these English group projects all year and we never see eye to eye.
ULL: What have you discussed before?
MICHAEL: The last one was Hamlet . . .
KRISTIA: Oh, I love Shakespeare, too! You know in Much Ado, where Hero and Ursela trick Beatrice into thinking Benedick is in love with her? I love that part.
ULL: Why? You hate when people are sneaky.
GEORGIA nods in agreement. “Sneaky” is bad, but – (steals a meaningful glance at Michael) – secrets can be kind of . . . enticing, don’t you think?
KRISTIA: But Benedick’s is a good kind of sneaky. The kind that helps people live happily ever after.
ULL: (murmurs) So if I tricked you into wanting to stay human forever—
KRISTIA: Don't even think about it. That's totally a different thing.
ULL: (strokes her hair) You are a walking contradiction.
GEORGIA and MICHAEL exchange a glance, clearly worried that an unseemly display of public affection is about to break out in a preppie town’s coffee shop.
GEORGIA (whispers): Told you we should have gone to the library again.
MICHAEL: I needed the caffeine. (To Ull) I haven’t seen you around town before.
GEORGIA (smirks): And Michael’s great- great- great –grandparents built this town so he feels like everyone else is trespassing.
MICHAEL: Are you two visiting?
ULL: You could say that. (smiles)
KRISTIA: Ull’s from Norway.
GEORGIA: Well I figured that. Not a lot of giant blonde guys built like linebackers in these parts.
ULL: (chuckles) Linebackers…
KRISTIA: Uh, what else have you guys read this year?
GEORGIA: (mutters to Michael) Nice subject change.
MICHAEL: We just finished Romeo and Juliet.
ULL: Ah, the star crossed lovers.
KRISTIA: Two houses, both alike in dignity --
ULL: Two houses, worlds apart. And do you see what happened to them? (mutters) Ragnarok in Verona.
KRISTIA: Let it go, Ull. They aren’t us.
ULL: (touches her cheek) Well, I certainly will not leave you alone like that coward, Romeo. (whispers) You are not leaving my side until our realms are safe.
KRISTIA: Exactly. (Leans in and kisses him softly. Then turns to Georgia.) Well, it’s been great meeting you guys.
ULL: (Stands and offers a hand to Kristia.) Yes. Good luck with your project.
ULL takes KRISTIA’s hand and leads her out of the coffee shop.
GEORGIA: I like them, but . . . they’re clearly insane.
MICHAEL (laughs): You mean because they think they are superheroes or something?
GEORGIA: Or gods that are going to “stay human forever”? “Til our realms are safe”? What’s up with that?
MICHAEL (sips his espresso and shrugs a shoulder): I don’t know. Maybe it’s their thing. You know, their “couple” thing.
GEORGIA: You mean like some people make up gross nicknames for each other. They pretend to be immortal.
MICHAEL: It seems to be working for them. (turns to her with feigned ardor and touches her hair). My petite cabbage blossom!
GEORGIA (pretends to swoon): My great big snuggle bear!
MICHAEL: That is so not us.
GEORGIA: Definitely. Still . . . while I don’t want to be in a Jane Austen novel, maybe it would be cool to be in a comic book. Or a Norse saga.
MICHAEL: You’d have to eat fish. Don’t the Norse eat lots of fish?
GEORGIA (picking up the book again): I hear the waffles are good.
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