To whet your appetite for The Things We Can't Undo, this week I thought I'd share with you five short extracts from the book. Next week: dates and line-up revealed for my blog tour!
It’s Saturday night. I’m at Ryan’s party and I’m pretty sure I’m going to have sex. Samantha is sitting on the edge of Ryan’s double bed twisting her long black hair between two fingers. Twist. Flick. Twist. I wait in the doorway for a second and watch her, trying to act cool. The condom in my back pocket feels like it’s burning through my jeans and I wonder if the kids in the hall behind me can see it, like a fluorescent beacon: Dylan’s getting laid tonight. -p.1
‘Let go of her!’ Tayla yells. I’m not going to give her an opportunity to twist this, too; I drop Sam’s arm.
‘You could have told me if you wanted to break up, instead of all this shit. But whatever. You’ve got what you want. It’s over.’ -p.80
I was so sure I was going to die. And I wanted you. I thought ‘I wish Dylan was here, he’d calm me down’ like you did at the end of last year when I read my History report. It wasn’t until I was able to breathe again that I realised how stupid that was.
Everything is falling apart, and the only person I could think of to fix it doesn’t exist anymore. -p.103
Emre can do what the teachers aren’t allowed to. He puts an arm around Tayla’s shoulders and practically lifts her off the ground as he pulls her away from the lectern and into the curtains at the side of the stage. There’s a silent moment of shock before everyone in the room starts talking at once.
People turn in their chairs. All eyes are on me. -p.200
We made it through the formal without that conversation, but now that my hands have been in his pants things are moving way faster than they did before. And what do I say when he asks me why I don’t want to have sex with him? I love him. -p.291
Are you interested yet? This is a book about love, sex, consent, social media, high school, friendships and reputations. It's coming very soon and I am so excited (but also nervous!) to share it with the world.
‘Let go of her!’ Tayla yells. I’m not going to give her an opportunity to twist this, too; I drop Sam’s arm.
‘You could have told me if you wanted to break up, instead of all this shit. But whatever. You’ve got what you want. It’s over.’ -p.80
I was so sure I was going to die. And I wanted you. I thought ‘I wish Dylan was here, he’d calm me down’ like you did at the end of last year when I read my History report. It wasn’t until I was able to breathe again that I realised how stupid that was.
Everything is falling apart, and the only person I could think of to fix it doesn’t exist anymore. -p.103
Emre can do what the teachers aren’t allowed to. He puts an arm around Tayla’s shoulders and practically lifts her off the ground as he pulls her away from the lectern and into the curtains at the side of the stage. There’s a silent moment of shock before everyone in the room starts talking at once.
People turn in their chairs. All eyes are on me. -p.200
We made it through the formal without that conversation, but now that my hands have been in his pants things are moving way faster than they did before. And what do I say when he asks me why I don’t want to have sex with him? I love him. -p.291
Are you interested yet? This is a book about love, sex, consent, social media, high school, friendships and reputations. It's coming very soon and I am so excited (but also nervous!) to share it with the world.
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