When I was 17 I liked a boy who was 22, and he liked me. Naturally, my parents were nervous. However, he was fun, made me feel special, and danced with me on a picnic table. And what were my parents worried about? After all, he never so much as kissed me, although he did hold my hand at the horse stable.
After awhile I took my parents counsel to heart, began to see that it wasn't right, and broke it off. Oh yes, and a few months later a girl I was acquainted with was expecting his child, and they got married. Even if it did not end that way for him, the fact remains that my parents knew best, and that although for a few days it was love for me, it wasn't.
It is so easy as a teenager to think that you have met the end all in a boy and love will keep you alive. We remember feeling that way, right? We also realize that most of the time teenage love is not it. So, why are so many teenage girls looking for true love? Maybe they think it will complete that part of them that isn't complete, but how many of us really felt like a whole person as a teenager? I certainly didn't. I was still trying to figure out where I fit in, how I was supposed to act, and who exactly was I anyway?
Books about true love helped to fill that void, and I am probably lucky that Twilight was not published until I was an adult. Otherwise, I may have believed it. I may have believed that meeting a boy and falling in love could make me a whole person. Don't get me wrong about Twilight because this mom is a fan. But I think I can enjoy it so much because it is fiction, whereas I think that for a lot of teenage girls, some whom I have spoken with, hold it up as a standard and are bound for disappointment.
And this brings me down one more avenue of discussion. What is the love story like in your young adult book (for those of us that write in this genre)? My love story kind of starts out as described above, but I don't think it ends that way. I've posted at least one other post along this vein, but I really want my reader to come away thinking I'm awesome rather than me + boy = awesome.