1/6/2012

Blue Light Special

3/4 oz Apple schnapps

1/4 oz Vodka

1/4 oz Blue Curacao

Fill with Pineapple juice

Mixing Instructions:

Shake ingredients in a cocktail shaker, pour, and serve. 

Bartender's guide recommends serving in a cocktail glass. 

Chapter 9 Teaser #2

“How do you make a Molotov cocktail?” he asked. “This fierce bitch is gonna torch that fucker Embry’s house!”

I hesitated. I couldn’t tell if he was serious or not. If he broke into people’s houses, maybe he torched them, too. I then looked over at Bella, who was still as pale as earlier, looking completely defeated. I had absolutely no clue what was going on, but I didn’t like seeing the pretty firecracker like that.

I turned back to James. “You need a breakable bottle filled with gasoline and a wick soaked in alcohol.”

Outtake: Army Green

College. College applications. College tours. Dorm rooms. Course load. GPA. Sororities. Fraternities. Acceptance letters. Professors. TAs. Lectures. Career. Future.

The whole thing was giving me daily migraines. Everyone seemed to know exactly what they wanted and had their lives all mapped out – from where they wanted to go to college and what they wanted to study, to what they wanted it to say on their fucking tombstone when they died in their peaceful sleep at age ninety-four surrounded by their seventeen great-grandchildren.

Chapter 9 Teaser

“Blue!”

“Green!”

“Bluuuuuue!”

“Ass.”

“Yes, blue goes nicely with his ass, too.”

“How would you know?”

“Ooh, jealous that you’re not the only one who has seen his sexy ass, princess?”

“Bite me.”

“No thanks, but I’m sure Eddie-poo wouldn’t mind.”

Rolling my eyes, I decided that they had embarrassed us enough for now. People were beginning to look at us funny. I reached between them and grabbed a black shirt of the kind they had been arguing about. Smirking, I walked away.