From what I remember of freshman year, we will be hard-pressed to find even a single gallant at Byzantium High. I despair of finding a pair of them there! But fortunately, I have discovered the answer. Now that she had decided to enact a year-old love story with us as the heroines, I was afraid the results would be mortifying. Without much hope, I tried to head her off. You always said crushes were for noodleheads.
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From what I remember of freshman year, we will be hard-pressed to find even a single gallant at Byzantium High. I despair of finding a pair of them there! But fortunately, I have discovered the answer. Now that she had decided to enact a year-old love story with us as the heroines, I was afraid the results would be mortifying.
Without much hope, I tried to head her off. You always said crushes were for noodleheads. Even the shyest among us longs for a soul mate-someone who will understand our hopes and fears, laugh at our jokes, offer us his coat when the afternoon turns cold, charm our parents, and admire us, flaws and all Yet if Ashleigh cherished a similar dream, I feared for her peace of mind. For is True Love likely to come to a high school sophomore who dresses in a chorus robe and ballet slippers?
No guy will even look at you. As you know, modesty forbids us to reveal the shape of the Lower Limbs. After all, in Pride and Prejudice Miss Elizabeth Bennet addresses her bosom friend, Miss Lucas, by the name of Charlotte, and they are no more affectionately attached than the two of us.
But please, my dear friend, allow me to continue. As I said, I believe I have the solution to our puzzle of where to find our heroes. Ashleigh shook me by the arm, letting her language slip a bit in her impatience. In Pride and Prejudice, where do the younger Bennet girls turn for lively masculine company?
Why, to the regiment of soldiers quartered near their home. Were we to follow their lead, where better to seek suitors than among our neighboring young men in uniform? Its main building, once the mansion of the Forefield family, can be seen from most of the town, including my attic window. As a little girl I thought it was an enchanted castle, the home of a witch or a princess. I now considered it the home of gawky boys with crests embroidered on their blazer pockets-that is, of snobs, dorks, adders, or most likely snobbish, dorky adders Are you out of your candy wrapper?
What could that possibly have to do with Jane Austen? Can you be blind to the perfection of the plan? If the plan had any, I certainly was blind to it. Excerpted from Enthusiasm by Polly Shulman Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher. Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc.