“Um- why, why would we go to the Kissing Booth?” I asked as I fumbled to get the key into the ignition. He reached over, covered my hand with his, and slid the key in effortlessly. He chuckled, then leaned back in his seat and put on his seatbelt.
“Well, because we work at the Kissing Booth.” He smiled and bit his lip as realization dawned on my face.
Some days, it just does not pay to get out of bed.
It is a fact that our little town found a way to celebrate Ladybugs being our state insect while hosting a two week promenade fair that just happens to fall on and around Valentine’s Day. How sweet, right? All right, I confess, I’m bitter. *sigh* I don’t have a Valentine, sweetheart or anyone that I call the love of my life, though there is someone I wish that was but he doesn’t even know that I exist.
“Carlie!” That’s my mom. I’m fixing to find out what booths we have this year at the fair that I’m going to be ‘forced’ to help run, just like every year. Last year we had the dunking booth. I’m so not kidding, after the first day, I threatened to pack up my Hello Kitty backpack with whatever I could fit in there and a couple of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and run away until the end of this dang fair. My mother didn’t buy it for a second. We came to an accord though, I would finish being a dunking fool for the rest of the fair if she would buy me the new Orion SpaceProbe3 Altazimuth Reflector Telescope. Such an amazing piece of hardware.
“This is our booth.” She beamed and pointed over her shoulder. I closed my eyes and willed the image of the table with a red and white checked picnic cloth covering the top of it and a huge white sign on two poles over it with red letters that boasted KISSING BOOTH to be erased from my memory immediately.
“It’s not a choice. It’s a destiny.”
Fifteen-year-old Cate takes weird, unusual and plain terrifying in her stride. Five years in witness protection will do that. It didn’t however prepare her for when everything and everyone surrounding her suddenly froze at the bus stop. All still like statues. Only she sees the teens appear out of thin air. One boy hoists the bus she’s waiting to board over his head, while the others disarm a bomb placed underneath it. When she confronts them the teens vanish. Literally vanish.
Intrigued why Cate wasn’t frozen at the bus stop, the teens pursue her relentlessly. They arrive at Socrates Private School and all the teachers and the other students act like they’ve known them all forever– like they’ve always attended the school. Cate sees something different. She is adamant they are totally new to Socrates and have never set foot in the school before today. What’s with that?
When Cate accidentally brings a dead cheerleader back to life, her connection to the secretive teens is revealed. They are Timesurfers who travel through time and battle the powerful dark forces intent on manipulating history. A reluctant Cate is forced into their brutal world. She must discover her magical powers, choose a side, and end an ancient war. That’s if, and it’s a pretty big if, she can survive the initiation trials. No pressure though.
The Bookish Ailurophile
Shin is a 27-year-old mom of a fury baby, named Mofa, who had crossed the rainbow bridge, 2 years ago. She is a bookworm who loves books that give her adrenaline rush and makes her feel the characters' emotions. When she's not reading, she spends her time listening to oldies music while making some crafty stuffs made out of old book pages, or spends her time reading books with children at an orphanage. Also, she loves to scare herself with gory movies in the middle of the night.