Finding Mr. Darcy: High School Edition
by Erin Butler
Release Date: 09/16/14
Summary from Goodreads:
Sixteen-year-old Liza Johnson takes fangirl to a whole new level of crazy when she decides to take dating advice from her literary hero: Jane Austen.
With the help of her best friends, Liza sheds her ancient-speak and complete Austen wardrobe for something a bit more modern in an attempt at finding her very own Mr. Darcy.
Enter Will, the new kid and Liza's Darcy incarnate. Add her BFF's ex to mix and the sexy Brit who kisses with an accent, and Liza is in trouble.
So, what's a girl to do? Without her mom to go to relationship advice, Liza turns to the only person she can truly trust with matters of the heart via her mother's copy of COMPLETED WORKS OF JANE AUSTEN.
It's too bad Austen's heroines have never played Spin the Bottle or Seven Minutes in Heaven. Liza's determined to find her true Austen-esque happy ending, but if she can't trust herself instead of books, she just might end up in her own tragic love story.
Sixteen-year-old Liza Johnson takes fangirl to a whole new level of crazy when she decides to take dating advice from her literary hero: Jane Austen.
With the help of her best friends, Liza sheds her ancient-speak and complete Austen wardrobe for something a bit more modern in an attempt at finding her very own Mr. Darcy.
Enter Will, the new kid and Liza's Darcy incarnate. Add her BFF's ex to mix and the sexy Brit who kisses with an accent, and Liza is in trouble.
So, what's a girl to do? Without her mom to go to relationship advice, Liza turns to the only person she can truly trust with matters of the heart via her mother's copy of COMPLETED WORKS OF JANE AUSTEN.
It's too bad Austen's heroines have never played Spin the Bottle or Seven Minutes in Heaven. Liza's determined to find her true Austen-esque happy ending, but if she can't trust herself instead of books, she just might end up in her own tragic love story.
Excerpt:
Buzzing.
I
heard it as I moved closer. Each step raised the tiny hairs all over
my body until I tingled. I fought the urge to turn around, but Janie
would kill me. Again.
The
humming pitched higher. My heart detonated in my chest. Just around
the corner and…I was there.
Lunch.
I
tugged my backpack tighter and held the straps out in front so I felt
the security of it on my back. The monkeys were crazy today, jumping,
screaming, laughing. All of them, the Geeks, Preps, Loners, Freaks,
Smarties, Drama-Ramas, and Jockheads—all high—all with serious
issues of ADHD and all put on this earth at the same time, designated
to this lunchroom at this very minute, to bug the crap out of me.
My
skin itched.
I
skirted into the room a little more. Just in time to catch this
little, lovely, mind-blowing comment from Christopher Kronin, Head
Jock. “Hey man, did you check out Miranda today? I swear I saw some
cleeeeeavage!” Or, as I like to call him, Head Tool in the Jerkoff
Parade.
Wow.
I’m sure that’ll be on our next science quiz. Question 22: Was or
was not Miranda Ames displaying her cleavage last Wednesday? Trick
Question! Correct answer: When isn’t Miranda Ames displaying
massive amounts of cleavage?
DingDingDing.
Insert cheeky, red makeupy, overenthusiastic host face. “My god,
Liza Johnson, you are the smartest thing since sliced bread.”
Insert my feigned embarrassment and tiny Miss America wave. “Thank
you. Thank you.”
I
smirked, wishing I’d saved that one for Janie. Too late. They never
came out the same when spoken out loud. If Janie lived in my head
with me, it would make things so much easier.
A
tap on my shoulder brought me back to reality. I turned and looked
down into the eyes of the mind-blower himself. “Um hello, freak?
Why are you standing in the middle of the lunchroom smiling to
yourself? You’re not about to go all Carrie on us, are you?” When
was Christopher going to give it up already? I hadn’t said anything
yet about his side escapades. He laughed his big, jock laugh. One of
those mocking ones that really made your hand ball up into a fist and
fantasize about your knuckles leaving pretty pink marks on his face.
Instead,
I said, “Um, s-sorry,” and skittered away. I picked up the pace;
dodged monkeys who already carried empty trays, and scanned heads for
streaks of pink before they decided to fling their own feces at one
another.
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About the Author
Erin Butler is lucky enough to have two jobs she truly loves. As a librarian, she gets to work with books all day long, and as an author, Erin uses her active imagination to write the kinds of books she enjoys reading. Young Adult and New Adult books are her favorites, but she especially loves the ones with kissing scenes.
Erin lives in Central New York with her very understanding husband, a stepson, and doggie BFF, Maxie. She prefers to spend her time indoors reading and writing, but will venture out for chocolate and sunshine. She is the author of BLOOD HEX, a YA paranormal, HOW WE LIVED, a contemporary New Adult novel, and FINDING MR. DARCY: HIGH SCHOOL EDITION, a contemporary YA.
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