Jaded Book Description: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16206913-jaded?ac=1
Sheldon doesn’t care about anyone except Corrigan and Bryce. The three of them rule their school, but it seems someone else wants in on the action. Or that someone else just wants Sheldon, but how many bodies is enough to prove their love to her?
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Stephanie had the chance to sit down with Sheldon today and ask her a few fun questions. Here’s what went down:
Interview:
What’s the most blatant lie you’ve ever told?
She laughs. “I don’t think you want the answer to that. Fuck.” She blows out a breath and leans back in her chair. “I don’t even know. That was good? Maybe that one. Or,” she taps her chin. “Yes, I’m listening. Yes, I’m interested. Yes, I give a shit.” She groans. ‘You know what? I don’t lie. That’s my problem. I’m too honest. People can’t handle that.” She shrugs. “Sorry, I didn’t answer your question. Next.”
If you were a tree (or animal) what kind of tree (animal) would you be?
She laughs again. “I’d be the biggest damn tree there is so that no one can come up and cut me down. If they try, they’re going to have to work at it. I want ‘em to sweat and curse and bitch at me when they try.” She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest. “Animal? I’d say a lynx. That sounds dark and scary, but no, I don’t know if that fits. I’ll go with a female black panther. They’re not social, are they? Yeah, that fits better.”
What is your favorite color?
She frowns. “I think blue? Black?” She sends a text and it buzzes back. “Corrigan said black and Bryce said blue. In that case, I’ll go with green.”
Why are manhole covers round?
“Are you talking about those things on the streets or condoms? If you’re talking about the street things, why are they called manhole covers? Well, I’m in a bitchy mood today. I’m sorry. I know they’re named that back in the sexist day and age. As for condoms, those should be the names for those. That would make sense.”
What is your favorite drink?
“Bourbon.”
What would I find in your refrigerator right now?
“Nothing. I’m not allowed to be there, but in my dad’s refrigerator you’ll find duck, squid, lobster, any fucking fine delicacy there is. Oh and lots of green stuff. Kale, kale juice, dried kale, kale ends, baby kale, etc. They’re rich and they like to act it. Now,” she grins. “I do have my own little refrigerator and that thing’s got pizza, beer, and wine. And cheese. I like cheese.”
What is the last book you read?
“The DSM book, the one that’s the bible of all crazy people. I was looking up the real definition of a psychopath and sociopath.” She adjusts her legs and straightens out her thin shirt. “Aren’t you glad you don’t have my life?”
If you could trade places with any other person for a week, famous or not famous, living or dead, real or fictional. with whom would it be?
She narrows her eyes, considering it. “Mena even though that sounds horrible. She’s got a great brother and she can hide from life. Right now, that would be amazing for me.”
If aliens landed in front of you and, in exchange for anything you desire, offered you any position on their planet, what would you want?
“Nothing. I just want to be left alone.” She grins. “Even aliens want to know my business.”
If you could be a superhero, what would you want your superpowers to be?
“Someone who could read thoughts, but from all over. I’d like to know who the hell framed me. That would come in handy.”
If you won $20 million in the lottery, what would you do with the money?
She snorts. “World’s best private detective? Money won’t help me right now unless I could bribe the judge and not get in trouble for it.”
If you were written about in the newspaper, on the front page, what would the headline say?
She laughs again. “Have you not been reading the papers? I am in the headlines. Murderer. Spoiled Heiress, though I don’t know where they got that from. I’m not an heir for anything. Oh and my favorite, ‘Did she kill to keep Bryce?’ I saw that one in my dad’s girlfriend’s bathroom before it disappeared an hour later. I never got back there to read the article.”
What kind of people do you dislike?
“People who frame me. People who try to kill me. People who stalk me. People who are fake, liars, deceitful, pathetic, weak. Anyone who comes for me. Basically.” She pauses. “I like people who leave me alone.”
She smiles at the end. “That interview was fun. I’m used to being interviewed by cops or counselors.”
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