Yowza Quotes

Sometimes if you listen carefully, you can hear the book. Is it you reading or is the book talking. By ig Oliver @originalYowza

On the first day of sophomore English, he blew in like a cool breeze, welcomed them, and then printed something on the board that Pete Saubers never forgot: ‘What do you make of this, ladies and gentlemen?’ he asked. ‘What on earth can it mean?’ The class was silent. ‘I’ll tell you, then. It happens to be the most common criticism made by young ladies and gentlemen such as yourselves, doomed to a course where we begin with excerpts from Beowulf and end with Raymond Carver. Among teachers, such survey courses are sometimes called GTTG: Gallop Through the Glories.’ He screeched cheerfully, also waggling his hands at shoulder height in a yowza-yowza gesture. Most of the kids laughed along, Pete among them. ‘Class verdict on Jonathan Swift’s “A Modest Proposal”? This is stupid! “Young Goodman Brown,” by Nathaniel Hawthorne? This is stupid! “Mending Wall,” by Robert Frost? This is moderately stupid! The required excerpt from Moby-Dick? This is extremely stupid!’ More laughter. None of them had read Moby-Dick, but they all knew it was hard and boring. Stupid, in other words.

She started as Michael's arm snaked around her neck, pulling her to him without warning. Their mouths were only inches apart, their gazes locked--hers in startlement and his in dawning awareness. Whoa. Sex appeal alert. She stared at him, transfixed by the magnetism abruptly tugging insistently between them. A door closed and the outer room went silent. Whoever'd come in had left again. Michael murmured, "Have I gotten around to telling you how beautiful you are and how attracted to you I am?" "Uh, no," she managed to mumble, thoroughly startled by his directness. He smiled crookedly. "Well, you are. And I am." Now what was he up to? Was he for real or was this just a tactic to throw her off balance? If so, it was working like a charm. Time for a countermove just in case. "So are you. And so am I." The humor faded from his midnight gaze, leaving scorching heat in its place. Yowza. He asked quietly, "What do you suggest we do with all this mutual attraction?" Oh my. He could kick her butt in hand-to-hand combat and he was a closet romantic. She was a goner, for sure.

The kiss had been shockingly... wow. Which had led to one thing or another, and some more wow, along with a good dash of yowza, and then... the whole morning-after thing.