In celebration of Miranda Kenneally’s new book, Sourcebooks Fire has put together a pre-order promotion for Jesse’s Girl, which goes on-sale July 7!
Jesse's Girl
Hundred Oaks Series #6
by Miranda Kenneally
304 Pages
DESCRIPTION:
Practice makes perfect.
Everyone
at Hundred Oaks High knows that career mentoring day is a joke. So when
Maya said she wanted to be a rock star, she never imagined she’d get to
shadow the Jesse Scott, Nashville’s teen idol.
But
spending the day with Jesse is far from a dream come true. He’s as
gorgeous as his music, but seeing all that he’s accomplished is just a
reminder of everything Maya’s lost: her trust, her boyfriend, their
band, and any chance to play the music she craves. Not to mention that
Jesse’s pushy and opinionated. He made it on his own, and he thinks
Maya’s playing back up to other people’s dreams. Does she have what it
takes to follow her heart—and go solo?
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Want to read an Excerpt from Jesse's Girl? Here you go!
As
much as I love music, I am generally not a fan of country. I don’t like
banjos. I don’t like sappy lyrics about trucks and hauling hay. Dolly
Parton is my mortal enemy—my mom plays “Jolene” over and over and over
and over, and it makes me want to chop my ears off like van Gogh. Yeah,
yeah, I’m from Tennessee, where it’s a crime if you don’t love country,
but I like deep, rumbling beats and singing loud and fast and hard. I do
not like closing my eyes and crooning to a cow in the pasture. Yet here
I am at a Jesse Scott concert, getting ready to meet him and to see if
he’ll let me shadow him next Friday.
My
school requires every senior to “shadow” a professional for a day. It’s
their way of helping us figure out what kind of career we want. Like,
if you want to be president when you grow up, you might get to shadow
the mayor. Want to be a chef? Have fun kneading dough at the Donut
Palace. When I said “I want to be a musician,” I figured they’d send me
to work in the electronics section at Walmart.
I certainly never expected to shadow the king of country music.
It
turns out that Jesse Scott is my principal’s nephew. Jesse won TV’s
Wannabe Rocker when he was ten and has gone on to become very
successful. In sixth grade, every girl in class—myself included—took the
Teen Beat quiz: “Would Jesse Scott Like Your Kissing Style?” (Obviously
the answer was yes.) In middle school, I had a Jesse Scott poster on my
ceiling. It’s hard to believe he’s only eighteen, because he’s already
won three Grammys. When he was younger, his songs were about family,
fishing, and playing baseball, but lately they’re about love and making
love and all things sexy.
I
wouldn’t say I’m a fan anymore, but I would never give up an
opportunity to learn from a professional with such a gorgeous, pure
voice. I want to learn what it’s like to perform day in and day out.
Despite what everyone and their mom says—that I’ll struggle as a
musician—all I want is to play guitar in front of a crowd and hear
people cheer for me.
I
can’t believe I’m backstage at the Grand Ole Opry! I bounce on my toes.
Jesus, is that an archtop Super 4, the model Elvis played? I’ve never
seen one in real life. It probably cost more than my house. I’m ogling
the guitar when Jesse Scott comes out of the bathroom, drying his hair
with a towel. He pads across the room to the couch, wearing nothing but a
pair of rugged jeans with more holes than Swiss cheese. The lighting is
dim, and he doesn’t seem to notice I’m here, which is good, because
I’ve moved from ogling the guitar to ogling him.
Who wouldn’t? He was one of People
magazine’s “50 Most Beautiful People,” and it is a truth universally
acknowledged that you should stare at people who’ve made that list. The
guy’s gorgeous. Like in the boy-next-door way. His wet, wavy, brown hair
curls around his ears and nearly hits his shoulders, and while he
doesn’t have a six-pack or anything, his body is fit. I wish he’d look
my way so I can see his famous brown eyes. They always remind me of
those caramel chews Poppy gives me when I visit. Jesse has some sort of
Gaelic symbol tattooed on his left shoulder blade. I want to reach out
and trace the design.
God, get ahold of yourself, Maya. Don’t be a horndog. Besides, he’s so not my type. I don’t do pretty boys.
And to top it all off, there is a giveaway for Miranda's Breathe, Annie, Breathe. I read and reviewed this one last summer and it is my FAVORITE Hundred Oaks book (so far). There is a link to my review below. Read it and then enter for a chance to win 1 of 5 copies of Breathe, Annie, Breathe.
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