Saturday, February 01, 2014

Top 10 Sweetest Moments In YA Fiction

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In honor of Valentine's Day, which is coming up soon, I've decided to compile a list of some of my favorite "sweet" scenes in YA fiction. Please keep in mind that the following quotes & moments were chosen based on my own personal opinion and reading experiences (if I didn't read it, you won't see it here), and please feel free to add to this list in the comments - I'm always looking for a good reading rec!




WHEN TITUS IS WITH VIOLET IN HER LAST MOMENTS.


     I cried, sitting by her bed, and I told her the story of us. "It's about the feed," I said. "It's about this meg normal guy, who doesn't think about anything until one wacky day, when he meets a dissident with a heart of gold." I said, "Set against the backdrop of America in its final days, it's the high-spirited story of their love together, it's laugh-out-loud funny, really heartwarming, and a visual feast." I picked up her hand and held it to my lips. I whispered to her fingers. "Together, the two crazy kids grow, have madcap escapades, and learn an important lesson about love. They learn to resist the feed. Rated PG-13. For language," I whispered, "and mild sexual situations."
     I sat in her room, by her side, and she stared at the ceiling. I held her hand. On a screen, her heart was barely beating.
     I could see my face, crying, in her blank eye.

Feed by M.T. Anderson




WHEN PENRYN REALIZES THAT PAIGE IS STILL HER BABY SISTER.


     My little sister looks up at me.
     Mom was right. Her eyes are the same as they've always been. Brown eyes fringed with long lashes and steeped with the memory of sweetness and light, laughter and joy—trapped in this mangled, corpse-like face.
     "It's alright baby girl," I whisper into her hair as I hug her. "I'm here. I came for you."
     Her face crumples and her eyes shine. "You came for me."
     I stroke her hair. It's as silky as ever.

World After by Susan Ee














WHEN AMY FINALLY REALIZES THAT POE HAS FEELINGS FOR HER.

     And that's when I saw him.
    Poe was standing on the border of the clearing, acting most peculiarly. He took a few steps toward the cabin, then paused, shook his head, and marched back out. He repeated the move a few times before stomping off for good.
     I stood at the window, confused as hell. Why in the world....and then it hit me, way, way harder than the water had when I'd fallen off the boat.
     Poe liked me.

Rites of Spring (Break) by Diana Peterfreund






WHEN RON & HERMIONE FINALLY KISS.

     "Hang on a moment!" said Ron sharply. "We've forgotten someone!"
     "Who?" asked Hermione.
     "The house-elves, they'll all be down in the kitchen, won't they?"
     "You mean we ought to get them fighting?" asked Harry.
     "No," said Ron seriously, "I mean we should tell them to get out. We don't want any more Dobbies, do we? We can't order them to die for us —”
     There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling




WHEN PUDGE THINKS ABOUT ALASKA.

     "Shhhh," she said. "I'm sleeping."
     Just like that. From a hundred miles an hour to asleep in a nanosecond. I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

Looking For Alaska by John Green
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