First 250 words below. I'd appreciate any kind of feedback. Happy to give some thoughts on yours as well.
Shakespeare’s “Sonnet 18” rolled off Tommy’s tongue. Reciting the lines was easy now, while he was in the corner of the cafeteria with no one to hear him except Ziggy. But how he would say them in front of her, with her table full of cheerleaders staring at him, was the real question.
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” he muttered for the hundredth time under his breath. “Thou art more lovely and more temperate.”
Ziggy swallowed the last bite of his second hot dog of the lunch period. “Please tell me you’re not actually gonna ask a girl to Homecoming like this?”
Tommy had already made up his mind yesterday, his sixteenth birthday, when he’d come to the terrifying realization that he’d never had a single date in his life. Unlike the last two Homecoming dances, he refused to spend this one at home playing Call of Duty with Ziggy.
“Yeah, I am. Besides, it can’t be any more dangerous than the processed meat you’re eating. You know hot dogs increase your risk of colon cancer by thirty-seven percent?”
“You know what I know?” Ziggy squeezed some mustard on another hot dog. “You have a hundred thirty-seven percent chance of getting knocked out by Grant if you say a Shakespeare line to his girlfriend.”
“I don’t just have Shakespeare lines. I have E.E. Cummings and Yeats, too. And she’s not just Grant’s girlfriend . . . she’s God’s gift to our boring town. Look at her.”