By: Jessica Nolan
Genre: Young Adult Romance/Coming of Age
Lily’s life has been relatively normal in the year since her dad left. She and her mother have established a good routine. So when Lily’s summer holiday begins with her reckless disaster zone of an aunt and a secret admirer named Jack practically stalking her, Lily doesn’t believe it can get any worse. But then her dad turns up, causing her mother’s mental health to take a turn for the worst. Now Lily must learn to overcome her trust issues caused by her dad’s abandonment and begin to trust people again – not only her Aunt, but Jack too who may be exactly who she needs to help her.
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From the book
“What do you want?” I snapped. I tried pushing him out but he wasn’t having any of it. I kind of wished my mother didn’t have such an irrational dislike to other humans at that point and that we had neighbours. Maybe like a really buff neighbour. So I could look at him and he could throw out this irritating person.
“Baby. I’m sorry. I know yesterday was our forty-eight hour anniversary of being together. I couldn’t be with you. But I did send you a letter.” He pouted. I found myself blinking.
“What are you -” I started. He took my face in his hands so my mouth took the unfortunate appearance of a fish. Not that it hurt or anything. It was just very gentle. “What are you doing?” I repeated. Though, I’m sorry to say it sounded like ‘Wok are oo doing?’ He chuckled softly in response.
“Listen, Lily. I know we haven’t been formally introduced yet. My name is Jack. And it’s simply beautiful to meet you,” he said, grinning beatifically and stopped his grasp on my face. I frowned. There was seriously something wrong with him. God he irritated me.
“Do you have synaesthesia?” I asked with a scowl. He blinked, clearly confused. “You kind of, mix your senses. It’s like a malapropism. But…cooler,” I said with a shrug. He was looking kind of confused till I said cool. Then he smiled brightly again and I realised, with a slump of my tired shoulders, what I had just said.
“You find me cool?” he was bobbing on the spot. I’ve told you about his happy walk, right? The inane bobbing? It was like that, only he wasn’t walking.
“No. I find neurological conditions cool. I want to be a neurologist,” I explained flatly. I was keeping my tone mild, partly because I didn’t even want to tell him that. I wanted him to know nothing about me. And yet, here he was at my house saying my name. Not that saying my name was a crime, but since I hadn’t given it to him myself, I was kind of irritated.
“You find neurological conditions cool?” he asked dully. I blinked. My face began to heat up. God I sound like a dork. And then, that little voice in my head, why do you even care?
“Can you even spell neurological?” he questioned. The dark eyebrow shot up.
“Go on then,” he said stubbornly, crossing his arms over his chest. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest too. I know I looked like a kid. And unlike a second before, I didn’t care what he thought about me.
“N, E, U, R -” but I didn’t get to finish, because he reached forward and laid a single finger over my lips. I frowned. Then he smiled.
“I find neurological conditions cool as well!” he exclaimed, still not taking his stupid finger away from my lips. “And the fact that you were willing to spell that word proves everything!” he was practically vibrating with glee. It was weird.
“Proves what?” I asked, my lips moving against his finger. He looked at me for a second, his eyes on mine. Really, his eyes aren’t what I have an issue with. Deep green eyes, not creepy and bright like contact lenses. A nice shade. And they were really…
“Proves that you must be totally and utterly, head over heels in love with me!” he yelled suddenly. He raised his arms above his head, and started doing this really weird dance. I snorted and turned around and walked back to the living room. I truly had no energy to deal with this guy. He followed me in of course.