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Ade Patience has done what he was told he couldn't. He's broken the rules, used his powers to save a life. And no good deed goes unpunished. . . .
Senior year finds Ade and his girlfriend, Vauxhall, deeply in love, indulging themselves with wild dates and exploring their newly strengthened abilities. Only Ade isn't as happy as he should be. He's got an itch that he can't seem to scratch and it has everything to do with his joining the Pandora Crew, a group of radical oracles hell-bent on disturbing the peace, performing Jackass-style stunts, and spreading the mayhem.
When Ade realizes that his involvement with the Pandora Crew is due to his absorbing some of Jimi Ministry's abusive childhood, he discovers that the only way to rid himself of the infectious memories is to erase his past. And it just so happens that the one guy who can do that lives a few blocks down the street.
The procedure works. The "Jimi cancer" is cleared out. But when Ade returns to his life, he finds that changing the past has changed the present. Vauxhall has no idea who he is and he has to woo her all over again. And it won't be easy. There are three other people vying for Vauxhall's attention. Three other guys he has to literally battle to win her back. The worst part: they're all twisted versions of Ade.
Erasing the past has dramatically altered the present and Ade must join forces with his former rival to defeat . . . himself.
- Sales Rank: #4956106 in Books
- Brand: Brand: St. Martin's Griffin
- Published on: 2011-11-08
- Released on: 2011-11-08
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 8.50" h x .68" w x 5.50" l, .55 pounds
- Binding: Paperback
- 304 pages
- Used Book in Good Condition
Review
“A slick, fast-paced thriller with a comic-book aesthetic. The pace is cinematic, with . . . snappy banter and Ade's cool, careening narration. For fans of action movies and antihero comics.” ―Kirkus Reviews on Future Imperfect
“Future Imperfect is an inventive exploration of addiction welded to the origin story of an unlikely superhero.” ―Ryan Gattis, coauthor of Kung Fu High School, on Future Imperfect
“Future Imperfect grabs you by the throat with the first sentence and refuses to let go.” ―Coert Voorhees, author of The Brothers Torres, on Future Imperfect
“Teenage soothsayer Ade Patience is one of the coolest narrators I've come across in a long time and oh, man, does he have a story to tell.” ―Josh Berk, author of The Dark Days of Hamburger Halpin, on Future Imperfect
About the Author
K. Ryer Breese lives in Denver and is a critic for American Movie Classics' Filmcritic.com.
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
CHAPTER ONE
ONE
Hey, Heinz—
Awesome seeing you at the swim meet this past weekend. Can’t believe I almost came in third. No doubt that was due to some of the astral plane stuff you’ve been doing. Keep it up, brother! At this rate, what with all the lesser demon saliva and minor devil bones, I’ll make the city B finals this spring.
Anyways, I’m writing to get your advice. I’m in a major bind here.
Let me try and explain it up front, just give you the background, before I get to the actual problem. I’m hoping you’ll be sympathetic. Can’t imagine that most folks who become Satanists didn’t mess around with other forms of antisocial behavior as kids.
There’s this crew. They call themselves the Pandora Crew and really it’s just two dudes. Both of them are total morons. Both of them are like me, gifted, and yet neither of them does anything more than “foment revolution.” That’s their deal: chaos for the sake of chaos. Anyhow, I somehow wound up in Gordon’s and Jeremiah’s orbits. Actually, that’s not true. It wasn’t somehow. These guys used to hang with the LoDo Diviners. They were part of the scene like two years ago. Clean-cut and productive, though I still don’t know what abilities they actually have. Both were kicked out by Gilberto and that’s when I met them at a show at the Blue Bird. We got to talking. One thing led to another. Now I’m a part of the crew. Now I’m doing the most unbelievable stuff and it’s only getting worse. It has only slightly been illegal so far. No one’s gotten hurt, I mean.
But soon it’s going to cross a line. That line.
I can just tell.
Here’s the thing: The stuff we’re doing, it makes no sense. It’s just destructive and wild and fearless and, honestly, I’m loving every minute of it. It’s liberating and I don’t know why. This isn’t me, Heinz. I’m not this guy. Sure, when I was knocking myself out every other day, crashing cars and diving off roofs, that wasn’t the sanest business either. But I don’t do that anymore. I’m not that person. I’m stable. I’m sophisticated. And when I did that concussion stuff it was for a reason. It was for the future. This? This is just nihilism.
And I kind of like it. My abilities, now they’re boring in a way. Just touch someone and see their future, it sounds totally exciting. It sounds incredible. But it isn’t. Think about the people you know. The guy who checks your bags at the grocery store or the chick who drives your bus. The mall security guard. The ticket guy at the movie theater. None of these people have surprising futures. Bumping into them, the future you see is like spending a weekend watching the Home Shopping Network. Predictable. Dull. I’m longing, really, for a concussion. To see myself back in action and not everyone else.
Thing is: I’ve promised myself I wouldn’t. I promised Vauxhall.
The Buzz is gone so what’s the point, right?
That’s why there’s something about being out with the Pandora Crew that kick-starts my demon. A new Buzz. Something I’m calling the Delirium ’cause that’s honestly the way it feels. You know me; I’m not religious. But the feeling I’m getting when I do something so out of control that it hurts to even think about it is like nothing I’ve felt before.
I think I’m possessed, Heinz.
Seriously.
I need you to help me exorcize myself.
Your pal,
Ade
TWO
I’m having a great evening.
And by great, I mean I’m with Vauxhall.
We have dinner at a steak place downtown.
Nice place. Nicer than kids our age, kids like us, should be allowed in.
That’s because it’s the first of the month.
Date Night.
Tonight, the steak house dinner scene, is Foolish Romance.
We’re both dressed up. Over-dressed up.
Vaux’s wearing this prom gown that she found at a yard sale. Orange and frilled and gaudy and all bejeweled. The story we made up is that this monstrosity was from the late ’70s and was worn by a faded starlet. Maybe her name was Marjorie. Or Babette. To fit the dress, Vaux has her hair curled. She’s also got makeup caked on.
Me, I’m wearing a sky-blue suit. Have my hair all slicked back. Also alligator-skin boots just to knock the look out of the ballpark.
Last Date Night we went to the art museum on a moped. Raced through traffic, screaming and hollering. We decided this particular Date Night should be called Head Over High Heels.
Me in a tux and her in a slinky red dress.
At the museum, on the third floor, we sipped from a flask I snuck in and sat and talked in front of a sculpture of an enormous duck that had a swastika on its side. Modern art, right? More people took cell pictures of the two of us than of the duck.
Month before it was the race to the airport.
We called it Heart of the Party.
Vaux was at the airport, sunglasses on and suitcases packed, and she was in line, ready to buy a ticket, when I came barreling down the concourse in one of those golf carts. I acted all panicked and the guy who was driving it, the employee, he jumped right out and just let me drive. He shouted after me, “Go get her!” And I did.
I drove that cart right up to the line she was standing in and jumped off it and ran over to her and we hugged and kissed like we thought we might both die and everyone around us just burst out into applause.
We ran off hand in hand, all the travelers hooting and hollering.
You see, this summer Vauxhall and I have decided that we’re going to live Hollywood. We’re going to live in a Romantic Comedy World.
She came up with the idea.
She said, “In all those terrible romantic comedies, there’s always this one scene, usually right before the big fight that happens at the eighty-minute mark, where the couple has some amazing, jet-setting date. Like they fly to Paris and sip wine beneath the Eiffel Tower or they go to San Francisco and hang glide to a picnic on a hill in the Mission district. They always look amazing, so happy and in love. That’s the Hollywood moment and you never, ever see it. Right? I mean, you’re never downtown and see one of those couples race past you, all decked out, on a Harley or in a biplane? Well, we’re going to be that couple this summer.”
So far, so good.
You should see the way people look at us on Date Night. It’s like we’ve flown in from another dimension. Like we’ve stepped off of the stage for a life among the audience. Demigods among the mortals. We are the story that people go home and tell. The story they try and finish.
For one night, we are the stars. We are the people no one really knows.
The people who, for the most part, don’t even exist.
Even better, we are the story they’ll tell tomorrow over breakfast.
The one they’ll post online.
The one they’ll sigh about when they’re lonely.
Tonight, Date Night number four, Foolish Romance, is going just swimmingly. Despite the getup, we’ve decided to keep the drama on the low end. Just us being dressed up and being out. Just us happy being in love. And eating.
We finish our crab wonton appetizers when Vauxhall leans forward and puts her hands on mine, smiles, and says, “You weren’t at Jimi’s birthday party this morning. I didn’t say anything to you but did you forget?”
“Shit!” I smack my forehead. Fake. Totally exaggerated but I do feel bad.
“Yeah, he was bummed.” Vauxhall pulls her hands back from mine.
“I forget a lot of things, Vaux. It’s kind of like my thing. You can’t just expect—”
“He’s your brother.”
“Yeah, exactly. My half-brother. The same half-brother who I didn’t know existed until four months ago. Same exact half-brother who not only stole my childhood but tried to make me kill him so I wouldn’t exist anymore.”
Vauxhall says nothing. She’s so disappointed.
“Look … I’ll give him a call later, okay? I’m sure he’s not sobbing over it or anything, right?”
Vauxhall shrugs. That means that I don’t get it.
I try to change the subject, move us on. “Have you seen Paige this week?”
Vaux nods. “Yeah, of course.”
“Well I haven’t. I don’t know what it is but ever since she started dating, like really dating, it’s like she doesn’t have time for me anymore. Remember how we used to watch our shows and just—”
“No. I wasn’t there, Ade. Remember?”
“Right. Okay.”
Then she gets this serious look. Like a cloud passing over the sun.
“What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know. You, you’re different. Ever since you started hanging out with Gordon and Jeremiah. What’s funny is that I’m used to you being forgetful, but this is different. This isn’t you forgetting things, it’s you purposely not remembering.”
“How can you purposely not remember something?”
“Ask yourself.”
I groan. “Why isn’t it okay for me to hang out with other people? I mean—”
“Don’t even. Don’t even start that. I’m not keeping you in a cage, Ade.”
And like that Date Night turns into Fight Night.
This had been happening lately. Neither of us wants to admit it, recognize it, but we’re starting to get all crabby. Me, mostly. It’s like we’re becoming an old married couple. Only in high school. Only when we’re not even eighteen yet.
“I know th...
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action-packed high school age science fiction thriller
By Harriet Klausner
In his senior year, Ade no longer uses concussions to achieve the Buzz and see the future as he has found love with Vauxhall (see Future Imperfect). Still he feels something is missing since he stopped knocking his head so he joins the Pandora Crew oracles who use Delirium to cause chaos.
Ade remains discontented and believes mostly this is because he absorbed the abusive memories of Jimi. He needs them deleted so he turns to the Glove who can alter the past. When Ade emerges from the Glove's successful treatment, he learns his beloved Vauxhall does not know him. Feeling he will win her affection, Ade is shocked to find rivals competing for the love of his life; all are him.
This is an action-packed high school age science fiction thriller that grips the audience from start to finish in which reality proves fleeting. Fast-paced, this is Ade's tale as he seeks the metaphysical future and changes his past. Vauxhall, the other Ade personas, the Pandora Crew, the Glove and others enhance his actions. Although the science behind the time travel and changing of the past is basically ignored, fans will appreciate Ade's awesome adventures in the past, two presents and the future.
Harriet Klausner
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Totally Mind-Bending!
By Betsy Jennings
This is the sequel to FUTURE IMPERFECT, though I think PAST CONTINUOUS is even better than the first book. If you are a comic book reader this is the perfect novel for you to read. The story moves really quickly-- and is completely unpredictable. And Ade is the perfect modern "super hero".
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