Firstly, the important stuff: this book has been published by (Penguin) Random House and is now available as an ebook and in paperback; you can check your local bookstore and Amazon to see if you can grab a copy!
It's also been translated into a BUNCH of languages - check out wherever you like to buy your books from to see if it's available in your country!
This book has also been adapted into a Netflix Original Movie (which is crazy), with UK production company Komixx. It stars Joey King and Molly Ringwald, and is available to watch on the platform NOW!
The next couple of chapters are part of the original text left up as a sample. Please note that even if you've already read this book, the published version is a little different and has been tidied up a lot! :)
So I hope you enjoy, and if you do, then you can buy the (e)book! :) x
"Do you want a drink?" Lee called from the kitchen as I shut the front door.
"No, thanks," I called back. "I'll head on up to your room."
I headed up the staircase to Lee's room. I'd never stop wondering at how big Lee's house was; it was practically a mansion. There was a room downstairs complete with a fifty-inch TV and surround sound, not to mention the pool table; and not to forget the (heated) pool outside.
Lee Flynn's house was all expensive and grand, and even though I treated it like a second home the only place I felt really, really comfortable was his bedroom.
I opened the door to his room, the sunlight spilling in through the open doors leading out to his small balcony overlooking the garden. Posters of bands covered the walls, his drum kit sat in the corner next to a guitar, and his Apple Mac was proudly displayed on a smart mahogany desk that matched the rest of the furniture.
But, just like any other sixteen year old boy's room, the floor was littered with t-shirts and underpants and stinky socks, a half-eaten sandwich was festering next to the Apple Mac, and empty cans were crumpled over almost every surface.
I launched myself on Lee's bed, loving how it bounced when you did that.
We'd been best friends since we were born. Our moms both knew each other from college and I only lived a ten minute walk away now. Lee and I grew up together. We may as well have been twins though – freakishly enough, we were born on the same day.
He was my best friend. Always has been and always will be.
Even if he did annoy the hell out of me some of the time.
He turned up just at that moment, holding two opened bottles of orange soda, knowing I'd have drunk his at some point anyway.
"We need to decide what we're doing for the carnival," I said.
"I know," he sighed, messing up his dark brown hair and scrunching up his freckled face. "Can't we just do a coconut thing? You know when they throw balls and try to knock the coconuts down?"
I shook my head. "That's what I thought –"
"Of course it is."
I smirked a little. "But we can't. It's already taken."
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