The Preeter Brothers Resolution List
Ty: I resolve to kick your ass.
Nate: Nice. Way to take this seriously.
Ty: I resolve to seriously kick your ass.
Nate: I resolve that you’re an asshat.
Ty: Whoa…come on, man. It’s the holiday season; don’t bring others down with your negativity.
Nate: Are you kidding me? Why am I here with this guy?
Ty: We’re making New Year’s resolutions. You know, those things mom makes us do every year? Now come one, get your head in the game.
Nate: (Pulls hat low over eyes and rubs face) Alright. You go first.
Ty: I’m not going first. I’ve got nothing I need to work on, no need to improve what’s already perfect, bro.
Nate: So, Ty’s going to work on humility this year.
Ty: Fuck off. I’m full of humor.
Nate: And taking criticism.
Ty: (Purses lips and shakes his head at Nate) Nate is going to learn to focus on himself and his own damn problems.
Nate: I would LOVE to focus on myself. But I have this brother who kind of has a big personality. Makes it a little hard to get a word in…
Ty: I’m sorry, were you talking? Owwww! See the abuse I take from him? Anger… you need to work on your anger. And your impulses.
Nate: (Deep long breath) Okay, I’m going to take this seriously. Sorry about whatever you get from that guy. For starters, I’m going to work on being more confident.
Ty: Yeah, you totally lack confidence.
Nate: No, man. I do. I mean, I know I have talent, and that I’m a pretty good ballplayer.
Ty: A damn good ballplayer.
Nate: See? That’s what I mean. I need to start seeing myself through your eyes. I kind of want this…this kind of life? I want to go big in the draft, and not be one of those guys who spends six years floating from small town to small town making fourteen thousand dollars a year playing triple-A ball. I want to be the guy who has jerseys sold in sports stores. I want it so fucking bad. I just need to talk myself into believing that I’m good enough.
Ty: You are.
Nate: I need your confidence.
Ty: In that case, my first resolution is to give my little brother my confidence.
Nate: Thanks, dude. But I don’t think it works that way.
Ty: Screw that, it works however I say it works. And I say I get to spend the year making you confident. I’m going to make sure I get my little brother to the next level and teach him how to believe in himself.
Nate: Thanks, man. Sometimes you’re a decent guy.
Ty: Maybe say that to mom sometime. She thinks I pick on you too much. It’s making her love me less.
Nate: Wow. So, that’s not true. But, okay, I resolve to talk up your good side to the parents…just a little more.
Ty: (Gives Nate knuckles)
Nate: In all seriousness, I do have a list. I have three things. Every year, I try to come up with three things. So, we talked about the confidence thing. That’s one. Two, is work on sharing my feelings with Rowe.
Ty: Oh god, please don’t do that. Please? You’re already like, setting an unobtainable bar when it comes to being sensitive. Don’t go and make it all unrealistic and shit.
Nate: Not unrealistic, it’s just…Rowe and I have been getting along great, and I think it’s because we’ve been really honest with each other lately. I just want to keep that up. I like how it feels.
Ty: (Rolls eyes)
Nate: And third…(shakes head at Ty) is to prank Cass and Rowe back for that thing they did.
Ty: Now that is an excellent use of your resolutions. Yes, that’s number one on my list. And number two. Then make Nate believe in himself—there, that’s three! I’m out!
Nate: You can’t make it two things. You have to come up with a real third one. Don’t be lazy.
Ty: There, don’t be lazy. That’s my third.
Nate: You realize that you are being lazy by just taking that resolution, right?
Ty: (Mocking voice) Meh meh meh meh meh, right? Fine, a real third one. Okay, I’ve got one. This might interfere with that one I made for you, but…I resolve to get Cass to the Olympics.
Nate: Damn, dude. That’s kind of awesome. She really has a shot?
Nate: Wow, well. Forget about me, you focus on that.
Ty: Oh, that was the plan. I wasn’t really going to pay much attention to you anyhow.
Nate: And there he is.
Ty: Right where you left me.
Nate: Happy New Year, douchebag.
Ty: Happy New Year, pussy.
This is Falling: First, I had to remember how to breathe. Then, I had to learn how to survive. Two years, three months and sixteen days had passed since I was the Rowe Stanton from before, since tragedy stole my youth and my heart went along with it.
When I left for college, I put a thousand miles between my future and my past. I’d made a choice—I was going to cross back to the other side, to live with the living. I just didn’t know how.
And then I met Nate Preeter.
An All-American baseball player, Nate wasn’t supposed to notice a ghost-of-a-girl like me. But he did. He shouldn’t want to know my name. But he did. And when he learned my secret and saw the scars it left behind, he was supposed to run. But he didn’t.
My heart was dead, and I was never supposed to belong to anyone. But Nate Preeter had me feeling, and he made me want to be his. He showed me everything I was missing.
And then he showed me how to fall.
*This is a standalone in a three-part series that will focus on different characters. Each book can be read on its own.
You and Everything After: I’m that teenaged girl who has MS. You haven’t met me, but you’ve seen me around. You probably know my sister. We’re twins, and she’s the pretty one. Maybe you’ve heard about my reputation, how much I like to hook up at parties—how easy it is to get me in bed, get what you want, and forget about me after.
Forget what you think you know. I’m leaving that girl behind.
College is all about new beginnings. So from now on—I’m just Cass. And the rest…it isn’t written yet. And no one else gets to write my story for me.
“Tyson Preeter doesn’t do can’t.”
That’s exactly what I want people to think when they see me. I am strong, invincible, confident, intelligent—arrogant. I’m the man who always finds a way around, over and through—until there’s nothing left. Since losing my ability to walk six years ago, I’ve relearned life. I don’t need sympathy. I don’t want charity. And I don’t do love.
It’s better this way, saves my disappointments for me, and me alone, and it saves my strength for everything I want.
But Cass Owens is about to wreck everything. She’s about to steal all of my strength away from me, because she needs it more. She’s about to break all of my rules, and break down all of my walls. She’s about to own me…completely.
And I’m about to let her.
* This is the second book in the Falling Series, and it is scheduled to release Dec. 5. Book 1, This Is Falling, is out now. Each book can be read as a standalone and will focus on a different couple.
Ginger Scott is a writer and journalist from Peoria, Arizona. She is the author of five young and new adult romances, with her sixth title, You And Everything After, set to release Dec. 5, 2014. This is the sequel to This Is Falling.
Scott has been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at http://www.littlemisswrite.com.
When she’s not writing, the odds are high that she’s somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona Diamondbacks. Scott is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork ’em, Devils).
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