**Talk Derby to Me by R. H. Tucker**
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Everyone! So thrilled to see you all today! Not too long ago, I was introduced
to this author with the cover reveal of this very book! Well, the book is
finally available and I have the opportunity to share more about it with you. Yay!
Please allow me to once again feature on the blog R. H. Tucker and his release,
TALK DERBY TO ME … Plus, a GIVEAWAY!
**R. H. TUCKER**
**BIO**
RH
Tucker writes cute & edgy YA romance. He also lives in Southern California,
consumes too much caffeine, eats too much pizza, and firmly believes
Rocky Road is the best flavor of ice cream.
To
find out more about Mr. Tucker, please visit:
**TALK DERBY TO ME**
Publication
date:
August 3rd, 2020
Genres: Contemporary,
Young Adult, Romance
**BLURB**
As the editor-in-chief of
his high school newspaper, Evan Maldonado is right on track for college
next year and pursuing his dream of being a journalist. To put the
finishing touch on his college applications, he’s taking an intern position
with a well-known newspaper where he’ll receive a letter of recommendation
from the editor. There’s just one little problem. The business intern spot
he was expecting to get is taken. The only other position they have
available is covering the local roller derby league.
Mari Valdez isn’t worried about getting into college.
All she’s concerned with is getting through the repulsive world of high
school. Sure, she has her best friend, but she still has to put up
with teasing because of her multi-colored hair or bruises. The bruises are
from roller derby, by the way, the only thing that Mari looks forward
to. It’s been her safe haven since her world imploded.
In order to get more information on the derby league,
Evan follows Mari to her practices and games. To call their friendship
rocky would be an understatement, but the more Evan and Mari
are together, the more they seem to connect. When Mari’s personal life
boils over, she finds herself confiding in Evan. And just when everything
seems to be coming together for the two, a horrible mistake may separate
them for good.
Talk Derby to Me is a stand-alone, YA romance novel.
**EXCERPT**
There are only a few minutes left
before the bell rings for the end of lunch, so I grab my backpack, sling it
over my shoulder, and head over to them. The lunch tables Vince and I sit at
are under a roof, off to the side of the courtyard, but the entire thing is
open air. Mari and Albie are sitting in their usual grassy spot, next to a huge
tree. There aren’t many clouds above, but I feel like it’s about to rain on me.
There’s no reason she’d agree to this, but I have to take the chance. I want
that letter of recommendation.
Albie is the first to see me approach.
“How ya doin’, Chief?” she says in the twenties flapper accent again. She
really never gets tired of that joke.
“Uh, hey. What’s up, Albie?” She
smiles, but Mari doesn’t look up from the book she’s reading. She has the cover
wrapped around, reading with one hand.
I step closer, trying to see what she’s
reading. I’m hoping to make a little comment as an ice breaker, but she gazes
up at me, annoyed. “Can I help you?”
“I need you,” I blurt out, then
immediately cough in embarrassment.
“Excuse me?” she says.
“Whoa, moving awfully fast there. Buy a
girl dinner first.” Albie laughs.
“No, sorry.” I shake my head at myself.
“I don’t mean I need need you. I mean, I need an in with
you.”
Her eyes widen. “You need a what with
me?”
“No, like—” I growl in embarrassment
and stupidity at myself. “Sorry. Okay, so, I got a reporting internship with Riverside Tribune. I was supposed to
write articles in their business section, but I got stuck with roller derby.”
She scowls, curling a lip, staring at
me. It takes a full five seconds for it to dawn on me how rude that sounded.
“No! Not stuck, I didn’t mean it like that.”
“How’d you mean it, then, White Boy
Evan?”
First of all, I’m a little caught off
guard that she knows my name. Secondly, it sounds racist, so that’s what I jump
to first. “I’m half Mexican. Only my mom’s white.”
“And?”
“Well, I’m just saying, you said White
Boy Evan.”
“You look white.”
I hold up a finger. “The politically
correct way of saying that is Caucasian.”
“Yeah? What’s the politically correct
way of saying stop talking to me?”
Taking a deep breath, I attempt to
gather my thoughts and figure out a way of recovering the bang-up job of an
introduction and request. She stares back at me, brushing a strand of green
hair from her forehead, then quirks an eyebrow. It’s like she’s daring me to
say something else.
There’s no time, though. I’m just about
to try again when the bell rings. She hops to her feet, grabs her backpack, and
struts away without another word, leaving Albie and me behind.
“That could’ve gone better,” I say,
slumping my shoulders.
“Yeah,” Albie agrees, throwing her arm
over my shoulders. “You really know how to talk to the ladies, Chief.”
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**GIVEAWAY**
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$25 Amazon Gift Card
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