When Val Jensen gets dumped for her decision to stay a virgin until marriage, the nasty breakup goes viral on YouTube, making her the latest internet sensation.
After days of ridicule from her peers, Val starts a school-wide campaign to rally support for her cause. She meant to make a statement, but she never dreamed the entire nation would get caught up in the controversy.
As if becoming nationally recognized as “Virgin Val” isn’t enough, Val’s already hectic life starts to spin wildly out of control when bad boy Kyle Hamilton, lead singer for the hit rock band Tralse, decides to take her abstinence as a personal challenge.
How can a girl stay true to herself when this year’s Sexiest Man Alive is doing everything in his power to win her over?
Six-time Grammy Award-winning musician Kyle Hamilton has it all—money, fame, talent, good looks, and a job he loves. His only regret in life: walking away from a certain notorious virgin because he was too prideful, stubborn, and even afraid to give her the only thing she asked of him—his abstinence.
Four years and a broken heart later, Kyle realizes that sex isn’t everything, and he suddenly can’t stop thinking about the girl that got away. Virgin Val Jensen got under his skin like no one else ever has. He wasn’t ready for her then, but things are different now. He’s grown up, he’s learned a few things, and he’s finally figured out exactly what he wants, or, rather, who he wants.
Kyle Hamilton wants a do-over, and this time he’s willing to do—or not do—whatever it takes.
Author’s Note about the books: Obviously the subject matters of both V is for Virgin and A is for abstinence deal a lot with the issue of sex. I’d just like to point out that while there is some sexual humor (as teens would joke about a virgin and a rock star) the books themselves are very clean and promote some very positive themes including standing up to peer pressure, figuring out who you are and being true to yourself, and even making an informed decision on when you should have sex.
V is for Virgin is a YA book that I proudly hand out to the teenage girls I know. That said, A is for Abstinence is a New Adult novel. It stays PG-13—I will never write graphic sex—but it is a little racier than V is for Virgin. The characters are older and grown up now, and the book is told in Kyle’s perspective—a grown man, bad boy, and notorious rock star with loose morals. The book was written with a more mature audience in mind. I would urge you to read it first and judge for yourself if it’s okay, before passing it along to your teenage daughters.
DELETED SCENE FROM A IS FOR ABSTINENCE:
In honor of the release of A is for Abstinence (The second and final installment of the V is
for Virgin series) I’d like to share a deleted scene from the book.
Scenes get deleted for many reasons—to cut back on length, changes in the plot that make the scene irrelevant, or the scene is simply flat or unnecessary. This scene was deleted on a technicality. I love it to death, it’s fun, funny, relevant, and shows great character but it had to be cut because I made a dumb mistake. Yep, every author makes mistakes. Lots of them. Idiotic ones even. That’s why we have editors to help us catch these mistakes. I got lucky this time noticing my mistake before I had the entire book written and had to go back and change a lot, but I didn’t catch it before I had a whole chapter written.
In A is for Abstinence, Kyle Hamilton joins the Not Everybody’s Doing It Foundation as a spokesperson in order to prove to Val he’s serious about abstaining from sex for her, (and hopefully convincing her to date him). The scene you’re about to read is Kyle’s first high school appearance as a spokesperson. I love this scene and was really sad when I had to cut it. Unfortunately, I realized soon after I wrote it that the book that the story takes place during the summer and high school would not be in session for Kyle to be doing any high school visits. OOPS. Once I smacked myself in the forehead a few times for my boneheaded oversight, I had to go back and write a new chapter.
I’m glad, though, that thanks to the wonderful staff at Reading Teen, I will still get to share Kyle’s first venture in being a role model with you all. I hope you enjoy it!
Robin had booked Val for a high school appearance that afternoon, but I didn’t want to wait until dinner to see her so I decided I’d make the appearance with her. Hey, I was an official spokesperson for the Not Everybody’s Doing It Foundation after all. I figured no one would get mad at me if I showed up.
Surprising everyone seemed like the best way to go. When I got to the high school I pulled my cap low and ducked into the building. The office secretary nearly had a heart attack when I showed up. Her hands shook so hard as she filled out my visitor’s sticker that you could barely read my name. Not that anyone would need to.
She chattered about how excited the students were going to be as she walked me to the auditorium. I really only cared about the look on Val’s face. She’d tried several times to get me to come to one of these things. I’d never thought it sounded like a good idea until now.
She introduced me to the school’s principal, a sharp looking lady in her forties wearing a suit like all the ones Val always wore. I bet the two of them had a lot in common.
She seemed as thrilled to have me as the secretary and said to go on up. “They’re actually almost finished,” she whispered as she pointed to a set of stairs that led up onto the stage.
A proud smile swept over her face. “Val’s birth mom is here too. It’s her first Not Everybody’s Doing It appearance. She shared her experience about being pregnant at fifteen. It was fantastic. Really got the kids to think. We were lucky to have her. Her son goes to school here, you know. Brody. He’s a decent kid. Good student. Plays on the varsity basketball team.”
That made me smile. “Val’s an athlete too. She plays college volleyball.”
The woman smiled and nodded toward the stage. “If you’re going to say hi, you’d better get to it. The bell rings in ten minutes.”
I grinned at the woman. “That’s plenty of time for me to get into trouble up there. Thanks for your help, Marcie.”
The principal flushed when I said her name and whispered, “Good luck.”
I didn’t need it. I climbed the steps and swaggered out to the middle of the stage where Val was sitting on a stool holding a microphone. “Hey everyone!” I called.
The room shook from the screams of the students. I’d sent all the teenage girls into a frenzy that didn’t stop for a good three minutes. If any of them passed out I’d probably get in trouble, but it would be worth it for the look on Val’s face as I joined her on stage and kissed her hello.
“What are you doing here?” she gasped.
I took the microphone from her hand and smiled at the audience. “I’m a spokesperson for the Not Everybody’s Doing It foundation,” I said. “I’m spokespersoning.”
The kids screamed again. I grinned at Val and offered the microphone back to her but she shook her head and waved me on. “Be my guest.”
I turned to the crowd and suddenly realized I had no idea what to say to these kids, so I blurted out the first thing I always said at my shows. “What’s up Riverside High?”
I got more cheering, and a bit of crying.
They waited for me to say something…
“Uh…so…have these fine ladies convinced any of you to not have sex yet? They’re pretty good at doing that. Val, especially.” I held up my wrist to show off my bracelet and grimaced. “Believe me, I know.”
There was a mixture of laughter and cheers that time. When the noise died down I scrambled for something else to say. “So, as you guys may have heard, I’ve been, uh, celibate for over nine months now. What can I say about abstinence? It sucks. A lot.” Gasps and laughter. “And it’s painfully hard all the time.”
That got a roar of laughter and applause so loud that I lost it. I laughed at all their dirty, little, horny teenage minds.
Val jumped up and swiped the microphone from me. “He meant that it’s very difficult for him,” she said, giving me a look of death that only made me laugh more.
I stole the mic back and said, “It’s that too, but I actually meant—”
“Kyle! Val shrieked.
“I’m teasing!” I said before she decided to kill me. “I really did mean that it’s not easy for me to abstain. All you perverts need to get your minds out of the gutter. You’re getting me in trouble with my girlfriend.”
“Oh yeah? What’s she gonna do?” some tool in the auditorium shouted. “Stop putting out for you?”
The audience roared again and Val slapped her hands over her face as she shook her head in shame. I decided I’d better get back on track before she had an aneurism.
“Anybody have any questions for me?”
Hands shot up all over the auditorium. “Appropriate questions!” Principal Marcie called out in a sharp warning tone. “Questions relevant to the topic!”
There was a low groan from the audience and most of the hands went down. I pointed to a girl near the front of the stage. “If you hate it so much,” she asked, “why do you do it?”
That was simple. “Because it’s important to Val.”
The girls all swooned while most of the guys scoffed or laughed.
Mr. Teenage Tool from before shouted, “Dude, you are so whipped!”
I laughed. “Hell yes I am.”
“Lame!” the guy called out.
I wasn’t bothered in the least by his taunts. “Are you telling me you wouldn’t want to be whipped by a woman like Val?”
“Okay!” Val shouted, snagging the microphone from me, while the auditorium once again fell apart with laughter. “I think that about covers it for today! We’ve left a bunch of pamphlets about the Not Everybody’s Doing It foundation and the V is for Virgin campaign with your principal. They’ll be passed out to you in your homerooms tomorrow. Remember anyone who comes in and officially takes the abstinence pledge gets a free V or A necklace, bracelet, or keychain. Thanks for having us here!”
With that she dragged me off stage, glaring at me so hard it was a wonder she wasn’t pulling me along by my ear. When we reached principal Marcie, I held my hand out for a high five. She slapped my palm, but the motion seemed subconscious, like she’d done it without thinking because that’s just what you do when someone holds up a hand to you.
“How’d I do for my first time?” I asked, still wondering at the look on her face. She gaped at me with wide eyes and flushed cheeks, at a complete loss for words.
I looked to Val to see if she knew what the principal’s problem was, but she didn’t see me. She was too busy pinching her nose between her eyes. “I am so sorry,” she finally said. “If you get any angry calls from parents, please direct them to call the foundation. I will speak with all of them personally.”
“I would appreciate that,” principal Marcie muttered.
“What’s the matter?” I asked, my gaze bouncing back and forth between them.
Principal Marcie blinked at me again. “He doesn’t even know, does he?” she asked. She was staring at me but the question was directed at Val.
Val sighed. “No, he really doesn’t have a clue. I’m sorry. I didn’t know he was coming. I would have talked to him before.”
“Are you ladies planning to fill me in?” I asked with a forced laugh. I didn’t like feeling cornered by the two of them. “Did I do something wrong? I thought it went well. The kids seemed to have a good time.”
“You can’t even be angry,” Principal Marcie mumbled, astonished.
“Nope.” Val laughed a little, but it was a defeated gesture. “You can’t even get mad. Honestly, I’d say we were lucky. Knowing Kyle, it could have gone a lot worse.”
“I’d believe it.”
Principal Marcie finally snapped out of her trance and a faint smile broke out on her face. She held a hand out to Val, thanking her for coming, and then to me. “Well, Mr. Hamilton, it was certainly interesting meeting you. Thank you for stopping by the school.”
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Kelly Oram wrote her first novel at age fifteen–a fan fiction about her favorite music group, The Backstreet Boys, for which family and friends still tease her. She's obsessed with reading, talks way too much, and loves to eat frosting by the spoonful. She lives outside of Phoenix, Arizona with her husband and four children.