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The Romeo Club
by Rebekah L Purdy
Release Date: 03/25/14
YA CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE
THE ROMEO CLUB is Hitch meets The Secret of My Success.
What happens when you agree to help your brother “de-nerdify” so he can catch the attention of the popular Chloe Anders, and to everyone's surprise, he actually lands her?
And what if his equally geeky friends come running with girl wish lists of their own, offering money for your services?
Well, if you’re sixteen-year-old, Delyla Denson, then you start The Romeo Club. A secret club where she’ll teach these guys how talk, act, and be cool around girls. It’s a win-win situation.
She’ll get enough money for the awesome prom dress she’s had her eye on, and the guys, well, they’ll get dates and maybe learn how to do something other than beat the next level on their video games.
There are only two problems with this plan. One, her quarterback/track star boyfriend is getting jealous of how much time she’s spending away from him and decides to try and figure out what’s going on. And two, Delyla is kind of falling for her brother’s BFF, Trey who she’s been hanging out with a lot more. And who thanks to her help, has caught the attention of the beautiful, perfect, and popular, Portia Rickard. With Portia and Trey heating up, Delyla realizes that maybe the person she’s meant to be with has been in front of her all this time.
But falling for Trey means she’ll have to take drastic measures including sabotage, with a capital S.
“This is Delyla Denson founder, creator, and brainchild behind The Romeo Club. I thought it might be fun to do a roundtable with the guys of TRC. Maybe get to know them better.”
“Oooh, a roundtable,” C.C. said. “Kind of like the Knights of the Roundtable. Perhaps everyone would like to see my sword.” He stood, waggling his eyebrows, his red hair stuck up like tiny curly poodle tails as he swung his hips around.
“Ew, how about sit down. And for your information, you’re more like the nerd of the roundtable,” I said. With a sigh, I glanced at my brother’s best friend.
Trey rolled his eyes. “I have a feeling you’re going to regret every moment of this.”
“I already am. Okay, back to the roundtable. Now, I’m sure our readers would love to get to know you better. So I’ve created a series of three questions for you guys. So answer them the best you can. The first one is: What types of girls are you into or like?”
“A girl who’d dress up like Princess Leia for me. Maybe wear those buns on the side of her head—carry a laser blaster. Oh, and she has to wear that brown bikini get up from Return of the Jedi.” C.C. stared dreamily at the ceiling.
My nose wrinkled. “Seriously?”
“Heck yeah, if you’re gonna dream, you might as well dream big.”
“Um—how about the rest of you?” I turned to Kevin and Trey.
Kevin shoved his brown hair up under his beanie. “I want someone who’s into the same things as me. You know, astronomy club, video games, watching sci-fi movies.”
“Trey?”
“Maybe a girl like you.” He grinned.
“You’re such a kiss ass,” C.C. said.
“You’re just jealous because you didn’t think of it.” Trey adjusted his square framed glasses.
My face blazed. “How about we move onto the next question.” I cleared my throat. “What has been the best part of your makeovers?”
“Hands down all the chicks that are noticing us now. I’ve become a grade A, babe magnet.” C.C. flexed his arm.
“Maybe this wasn’t a good idea after all. Are you going to make everything about girls?” My eyes narrowed at C.C.
“What? You asked a question, I gave an honest answer. Maybe you’re regretting giving us make overs because now you have competition for my attention.”
“Good grief, you’re so self-absorbed.” I attempted to ignore him. “So what about you two?”
“I feel more confident,” Kevin said.
“That’s awesome,” I said.
Trey smiled. “Me too. And I’ve talked to people I didn’t ever think I’d have to balls to before.”
“Aw, so you’ve grown a pair now? That’s kind of special. You’re becoming a man, Trey.” C.C. chuckled.
“Moving on.” I shook my head. This was one of those moments, where I really, really, really, wished I hadn’t decided to do this.
“Wait, we can’t move on yet.” C.C. climbed to his feet and loped to my side. “Why don’t you trade me seats and I can ask you some questions too. Like number one, what’s your favorite kind of girl? I bet she’s blonde, with a nice butt, tiny waist and—”
“Oh. My. God. You’re such a perv!”
“What? I’m sure people would like to know.”
“C.C. I think she’s gonna punch you in the face if you don’t leave her alone,” Trey said, laughing.
“More like, I’m gonna put this microphone where the sun refuses to shine! AKA your ass!”
Kevin covered his face with his hand. “So, I take it this interview thing might be over?”
I set the question cards on the table. “Yeah, I think maybe we’ll wrap it up here. The last thing we want to do is have C.C. offend everyone in the room.”
“For your information, everyone loves me.” C.C. puffed out his chest. “I bet I get like ten requests for dates after this interview.”
“More like mobs chasing you with pitchforks,” Trey muttered under his breath.
“Okay, we’re done. It’s been fun. Sorta. This is Delyla Denson signing off.”
“Wait, we can’t go yet. We never got to talk about my workout routine, or my chest hair, or…”
“Nope. We’re not going there.” I stood and walked out of the interview room. Geesh. The Nerd Herd really knew how to screw up a few easy questions. I had my work cut out for me.
Rebekah Purdy grew up in Michigan, where she spent many late nights armed with a good book and a flashlight. When not hiding at her computer and getting lost in her stories, she enjoys reading, singing, soccer, swimming, football, camping, playing video games and hanging out with her kids. She loves the unexplainable like Bigfoot, the Dogman, and the Loch Ness Monster (lots of good story material)! She admits to still having all the books she bought throughout her childhood and teen years, and she may or may not have an obsession with anything chocolate…
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