Interview with Jessie Boone
Hello, everyone, and thank you for
joining us. My name is Georgia Cates and I am the author of the recently
released novel, Going Under. Today, I
will be interviewing Jessie Boone, my leading protagonist.
Georgia: Hi,
Jessie. I’m so glad you are able to join us.
Jessie: I’m glad to
be here. It’s good to see you again, Georgia.
Georgia: Why don’t
we start our interview with something easy and light-hearted? In Going Under,
you were never aware of the plan to punk you by Claire and Payton. What was
your reaction when you found out? Or did you know?
Jessie: (Laughing)
Yeah, I know about it. It was several months before I accidentally found out
about that and “The Coitus Hiatus Plan.”
Payton let it slip one night when she had too many drinks at a party, but I
wasn’t mad. How could I be? The whole charade is what brought us together. And
it made me more than glad to tell her how the whole Gretchen thing was only a
ploy to cause her jealousy.
Georgia: And what
did Claire think when you told her you tricked her into being jealous?
Jessie: She didn’t
care for it very much, but we can both laugh about it today. Besides, she
couldn’t really say much about it because it wasn’t really different from what
she was doing with Forbes.
Georgia: Good
point. Tell us when you knew you loved Claire.
Jessie: I knew very
early in our relationship that I could fall in love with her, but I didn’t know
for sure until the moment she made me see that I might be lost, but I wasn’t a
lost cause.
Georgia: Do you
have any regrets?
Jessie: I did some
hurtful things to Claire and I’m sorry I caused her pain, but I wouldn’t take
back a thing because all of those events led us to where we are now. I’m a
better person today because of it. How I could say that I would take back
something that ultimately led us to this happy place we’re in now?
Georgia: Last
question...Did Claire ever go with you to get more tattoos?
Jessie: (Laughing)
Yep! (Pulling up sleeve) Claire chose this herself. Nice, right?
Georgia: Good choice.
Did you talk her into one?
Jessie: I’ll never
tell.
This concludes our
interview with Jessie Boone. I hope you enjoyed getting a brief glimpse of him
outside of Going Under.
Thanks,
Georgia
Excerpt:
We pulled into the parking lot of
the school and Payton parked behind the sexy badass’ junked out truck. He was
still sitting in his old clunker and I thought I saw a cigarette in his hand,
then he confirmed my suspicion when I saw him raise it to his lips for a drag
and the tip glowed fiery orange. Gross.
“Why did you have to park behind him?” I huffed as I felt heat rise
to my neck and face.
“What’s your deal with him, Claire?” she asked, then looked
at me and said, “Your face is beet red. What is wrong with you? Are you
blushing?”
Getting out of the car at the
same time meant walking into school next to him and that wouldn’t make Forbes
happy. Payton didn’t understand the ruckus this would cause because she didn’t
have a boyfriend and it didn’t help matters that she couldn’t stand Forbes. She
thought I was weak and trying to please him, but the truth was that I just
didn’t feel like hearing Forbes whine anymore.
“I want to avoid the need to
explain to Forbes why I’m walking into school with the guy he hates. It will
just start an unnecessary argument I don’t want to have first thing this
morning.”
“With the risk of repeating
myself, screw Forbes. I’m not parking in the back of the parking lot and
walking an extra mile to spare his insecure feelings and if you have to explain
that, then you should dump his ass.”
I knew she was right. I was a
poodle jumping through hoops to keep the peace and it was ridiculous in
addition to exhausting.
“I’m not arguing how ridiculous
it is, but can we at least get ahead of him so I don’t have to explain why
we’re walking in together?” I pleaded.
She huffed and said, “This is
friggin’ ridiculous, you know that, right? Your life might revolve around what
Forbes Henderson wants, but mine doesn’t.”
When Payton didn’t move fast enough
to suit me, I scrambled out of her car, leaving her behind. I watched a
cigarette butt fly out of the new guy’s driver’s side window and then his door
swung open in front of me, preventing my escape. He stepped out of his truck,
looked down at me and grinned as he said, “Pardon me, Princess. I didn’t mean
to block your way.”
His voice was velvety smooth, but
I didn’t mistake its coolness as his tone conveyed his contempt for me. His
unmistakable disdain for me immediately raised my hellcat flag because he had
nothing to base his aversion on since he didn’t know me.
This was our first time face to
face and up close. The other times I saw him was when I stole a few glances
during cheerleading practice over the last two weeks when I was certain Forbes
wasn’t watching me.
I realized he was so much more
handsome than I originally thought now that his face mask wasn’t obstructing my
view. His hair was as black as I expected, and spikey, and his pale blue eyes
were piercing. The contrast of their paleness against his dark hair was almost
shocking and I had to force myself to avoid becoming lost in them.
I was angry with him for making
assumptions about me, but I was more furious with myself for finding him so
captivating. I tasted my bitter reaction as it formed on my tongue, but
couldn’t stop myself from blurting out, “Asshole.”
He placed his hand over the left
side of his chest where his heart would be and said, “I felt that straight to
my heart.”
I watched him shut his door while
he waited for my counterattack and I pushed past him as I said, “Screw you and
my name is not Princess. It’s Claire, so if you’re going to insult me, at least
have the decency to get my name right.”
“Hmm, I think I’ll stick with
Princess. It seems to suit you better,” he said to my back as I walked away.
I couldn’t be certain flames
weren’t coming off the heels of my boots as I practically ran away, but Payton
managed to catch up with me and said, “I’m totally disgusted by you, Claire.”
“And why would that be?” I almost
yelled.
“That was one of the best
displays of underthinking I’ve ever seen. He bested you
and I know I taught you better than that. You basically rolled over. How can I
call you my best friend when you caved so easily? And by the way, you’ve got
something on your ass.”
I spun around to look at the back
of my dress as I pulled the skirt part around to look and said, “What is it?”
“Hot New Guy’s eyes.” She died
out laughing and said, “Sorry, Claire, but you walked right into that one.”
I narrowed my eyes and pursed my
lips as I said, “Maybe you’re the bigger asshole of the two of you. You should
definitely be a couple.”
“That lacked creativity and it’s
insulting to me as your slander master. We have to work on your comebacks
because you are seriously letting me down,” she said, then added, “I wish you
could see your face right now. Whatever he just did to you has you clueless.
You can’t decide if you should be pissed off at him or hot for him.”
I turned to look at this crazy
person I called a bestie standing next to me. “I’m jealous of whatever you are
smoking because it has you completely reality challenged.”
“He got it all wrong when he
called you Princess. He should have called you Queen of Denial because you’ll
never admit what’s going on here,” she accused.
It was just like Payton to draw a
conclusion with no real evidence to support her theory. “I have no idea what
kind of nonsense you’re talking about.”
“I hope he got plenty of rest
last night because his legs are gonna be real tired after he runs through your
mind all day,” she laughed, making me livid.
I noticed myself stomping as I
walked toward the school entrance. “You must have taken your sleeping pill this
morning instead of last night because you are definitely dreaming.”
“When you look back on this
moment months from now, don’t forget the one word I’m about to say to you,
Claire Deveraux. Foreplay.”
Author Info:
I reside in rural Mississippi with my wonderful husband, Jeff,
and our two beautiful daughters. I spent thirteen years as a labor and delivery
nurse before I decided to pursue my dream of becoming an author. Blood of
Anteros, Book One in The Vampire Agápe Series, was my first novel and it was
released in September 2011. I decided to step away from the paranormal genre to
try my hand at a young adult romance and I loved it. It was so much fun, I plan
to do it again in the near future.
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