{"id":17315,"date":"2022-03-06T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-03-06T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/?p=17315"},"modified":"2022-03-19T23:18:26","modified_gmt":"2022-03-20T03:18:26","slug":"blog-tour-the-rumor-game-by-dhonielle-clayton-and-sona-charaipotra-excerpt-giveaway","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/blog-tour-the-rumor-game-by-dhonielle-clayton-and-sona-charaipotra-excerpt-giveaway\/","title":{"rendered":"Blog Tour: The Rumor Game by Dhonielle Clayton and Sona Charaipotra (Excerpt + Giveaway!)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"ubb-blog-tour-banner\"><a href=\"https:\/\/rockstarbooktours.com\" target=\"_blank\"><img src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/THE-RUMOR-GAME-banner.png\" alt=\"Blog Tour: The Rumor Game by Dhonielle Clayton and Sona Charaipotra (Excerpt + Giveaway!)\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Happy Sunday and welcome to my stop on the blog tour for THE RUMOR GAME by Dhonielle Clayton and Sona Charaipotra! I\u2019m so excited to share an excerpt of the book with you today, AND more information about the author and tour, PLUS you can enter the giveaway to win a print copy!<a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/blog-tour-tiger-honor-by-yoon-ha-lee-excerpt-giveaway\/#more-16142\"><\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/spring-2022-divider.png?resize=823%2C48&amp;ssl=1\" alt=\"\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/The-Rumor-Game-Cover-2022.png\" alt=\"Blog Tour: The Rumor Game by Dhonielle Clayton and Sona Charaipotra (Excerpt + Giveaway!)\" title=\"Blog Tour: The Rumor Game by Dhonielle Clayton and Sona Charaipotra (Excerpt + Giveaway!)\" class=\"ubb-cover-image alignleft\"><strong>The Rumor Game<\/strong> by <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/authors\/dhonielle-clayton\/\">Dhonielle Clayton<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/authors\/sona-charaipotra\/\">Sona Charaipotra<\/a> <br><strong>Published on<\/strong>  March 1, 2022 by <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/publishers\/disney\/\">Disney<\/a> <br><strong>Genres:<\/strong> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/contemporary\/\">Contemporary<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/mystery\/\">Mystery<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/thriller\/\">Thriller<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/reviews\/genres\/ya\/\">YA<\/a> <br><strong>Pages:<\/strong> 480 <br><strong>Add to <\/strong><a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/34878994-the-rumor-game\" target=\"_blank\">Goodreads<\/a> <br><blockquote class=\"ubb-synopsis\"><p>All it takes is one spark to start a blaze.<br \/>\nAt Foxham Prep, a posh private school for the children of DC\u2019s elite, a single rumor has the power to ruin a life.<br \/>\nNobody knows that better than Bryn. She used to have it all\u2014the perfect boyfriend, a bright future in politics, and even popularity, thanks to her best friend, cheer captain Cora. Then one mistake sparked a scandal that burned it all to the ground.<br \/>\nNow it\u2019s the start of a new school year and the spotlight has shifted: It\u2019s geeky Georgie, newly hot after a summer makeover, whose name is on everyone\u2019s lips. When a rumor ignites, Georgie rockets up the school\u2019s social hierarchy, pitting her and Cora against each other. It grants her Foxham stardom . . . but it also makes her a target.<br \/>\nAs the rumors grow and morph, blazing like wildfire through the school\u2019s social media, all three girls\u2019 lives begin to unravel. But one person close to the drama has the power to stop the gossip in its tracks. The question is\u2014do they even want to?<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\t\t<script type=\"application\/ld+json\">\n{\n\t\"@context\":\"https:\/\/schema.org\",\n\t\"@type\":\"Review\",\n\t\"datePublished\": \"2022-03-06T11:00:00+00:00\",\n\t\"description\": \"\\nHappy Sunday and welcome to my stop on the blog tour for THE RUMOR GAME by Dhonielle Clayton and Sona Charaipotra! 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She doesn\u2019t represent good morals and doesn\u2019t have the wherewithal to handle the pressure, the spotlight or represent our community. She is unfit to lead us. The special election on November 8 is too far away, and the students deserve to have an immediate say. Remove her and appoint Cora Davidson as interim president until the students cast their ballots.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Click here to sign our petition<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>One<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>BRYN<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Friday, October 11<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>9:00 P.M.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">THE THING ABOUT THIS YEAR IS THAT I MIGHT DO ANYTHING to get my old life back.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Mom would use her rehab checklist to flag this new attitude as . . . headed for trouble. Maybe. Potentially.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But I think it finally makes me feel like myself again. Determined. Focused. Razor-sharp.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou sure we should be doing this?\u201d Georgie asks, obsessively flipping down my car\u2019s vanity mirror. Her thick black hair is everywhere: across the car seat headrest, on her shoulders, some of it piled in a loose bun. I don\u2019t understand how she has so much, how it grew out so fast from the kiddie bowl cut she still had at the end of eighth grade when we stopped carpooling. Mine barely grows, and my side ponytail sits on my shoulder like the sad, wet tail of a dog.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When I stop at a red light, I pet my hair, trying not to think about how the doctor said stress has thinned it out around my temples, and how at some point it might actually turn into an accidental mullet. All on its own. Then everyone will think I\u2019m a trashy white girl from Hicksville, Virginia, while Georgie\u2019s a reincarnated Indian goddess. I should get hair vitamins or something.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cShouldn\u2019t your hands be on the wheel?\u201d she says, her nose crinkling up. I notice she\u2019s gotten freckles on her face. I didn\u2019t know people with brown skin could get freckles, and I feel stupid at the thought. I\u2019ve known her so long. Well, not really. She\u2019s been my next-door neighbor, forced-carpool-person-type thing forever. I don\u2019t actually know her know her. But since our fathers started working together this summer, it\u2019s been all \u201cCan you hang out with Georgie and make a good impression?\u201d blah, blah. If I\u2019m honest with myself\u2014like the Colburn family therapist wants me to be\u2014then I\u2019d admit I don\u2019t have any real friends left and she\u2019s the only person I have to hang out with. It\u2019s been five terrible, lonely weeks since school started.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I wave my hands higher in the air. \u201cIt\u2019s fine.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The light turns green. I rev the engine a little just to make her jump. I laugh. She laughs, too, but it\u2019s forced.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThis is a bad idea, don\u2019t you think?\u201d she asks.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI can still go places,\u201d I remind her, but I catch her eye, her message clear: But for how much longer? The whole school has turned against me because of what happened at the end of the summer.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But I have a plan to turn it all around. I have the whole thing mapped out in my notebook. My get-my-life-back-on-track plan. \u201cI need to talk to him. If I can just get him to hear me out . . .\u201d \u201cHim him?\u201d&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYeah.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou could text him.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019ve been doing that for weeks. He leaves me on read.\u201d I don\u2019t want to say my ex-boyfriend\u2019s name out loud yet. \u201cAnd I\u2019m not a girl who will be ignored.\u201d I try to summon the old courage I always had to speak my mind.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She shrugs. \u201cWe just shouldn\u2019t be going.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhy not? Those are just your fears talking. Have faith.\u201d When your dad is a politician, you get good at convincing people to do things. I turn right, then left, like my car\u2019s on autopilot. I could drive the whole way to my ex-friend Cora\u2019s house with my eyes closed. I need to talk to her, too, but one person at a time. First, Jase. Second, Cora. Third, Mom.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Georgie winces. \u201cI can think of a hundred different reasons why. Number one: we\u2019re not invited.\u201d&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I steal another glimpse of her. She\u2019s so beautiful now. A summer away and she doesn\u2019t even feel like that nerd anymore. \u201cWhat?\u201d she asks, catching me looking at her.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cNothing,\u201d I reply.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I wonder if she pities me because I\u2019ve lost all my friends. Or if her dad also pushed her to hang out with me. If it\u2019s mutually beneficial at all.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWe\u2019re almost there, so . . .\u201d I start.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cSo we could still turn back.\u201d&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She looks at me. Her eyes are bigger and brighter now that she\u2019s learned to line them, now that she\u2019s paying attention to the way she looks, now that she\u2019s become a new version of herself. She\u2019s lost at least forty pounds.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cHow did it feel . . . to, like, lose all that weight?\u201d It just comes out all hard, and I wish I\u2019d softened it.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cFine. The program was mostly running and gymnastics.\u201d She zips the words up in her mouth and volleys between watching my speed on the dashboard and texting on her phone.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I turn onto Cora\u2019s street. \u201cWe\u2019re here.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cora\u2019s circular driveway is packed with luxury cars, even some Secret Service vehicles, as if it were a black-tie soiree instead of a high school party. Her house is impressive. Better than the ones in my neighborhood. It\u2019s really old-school, a miniature\u2014but not by much\u2014of a traditional plantation home, with pristine white shutter, and a manicured lawn, the tulips color-coded like a scene out of one of those old racist Southern movies. Except the family that lives here is Black. Cora\u2019s dad is a Harvard-bred lawyer who works for the president. Cora\u2019s twin sister, Millie, is a genius, and already at Harvard, even though she\u2019s only seventeen and should be a senior like the rest of us.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I screech the car to a stop.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cCareful,\u201d Georgie says, and I can feel the anxiety creeping up her spine and settling onto her shoulders.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI thought I saw a cat.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhere? I didn\u2019t see anything.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIt\u2019s fine, Georgie. Chill. Still getting used to the brakes on the new car, okay?\u201d I turn the engine off and glare at the Nigerian flag plastered on the back window of the SUV in front of us. Abaeze Onyekachi\u2019s car. An angry knot hardens in me at the sight of it. Wonder if anyone\u2019s slashed his tires before? Wonder if I should be the first to do it?&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDo I look all right?\u201d Georgie asks, flipping down the car\u2019s vanity mirror to check her hair and makeup for the seventh time. She\u2019s wearing an expensive V-neck tee and strategically ripped-up skinny jeans, and the whole outfit hugs her a little, but in all the right places. I picked it out for her, modeled how to wear it correctly. We spent hours in my pool house turned bedroom going through it all earlier tonight.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhy are you stressing?\u201d I ask. \u201cI thought you didn\u2019t want to come?\u201d \u201cThis is, like, a big deal for me,\u201d she whispers. \u201cIt\u2019s my first real party.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I guess it is. I used to see her watching me and my friends from her window as we\u2019d sneak out or have parties in my pool-house bedroom. Never once did I think to invite her over. She was that kind of acquaintance you couldn\u2019t take with you anywhere. Someone might say something. But she was perfectly nice. And boring.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou look great,\u201d I say, and mean it.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou picked everything out,\u201d she replies.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBut you\u2019re wearing it. Take credit.\u201d Always know how to sell yourself. A good politician gets that, too.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We walk around to the back, and bodies are everywhere. All the popular people from Foxham Prep and even some of their personal bodyguards. Our school is a place where kids with important parents go\u2014diplomats, government people, celebrities, etc.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Groups circle a fire pit on an elaborate patio, while others lounge around the heated pool. Heat lamps reach above the water like red-hot fingers. In the distance, a huge bonfire rages. Tiny sparks flicker in the air like fireflies. It\u2019s that weird blend of too warm for October during the day, but cool during the night. That\u2019s DC for you. Mid-Atlantic weather chaos.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I tug at the stringy bottoms of my hair, braiding and unbraiding it, ignoring the split ends, and thinking about how different fall break was for me at this time last year. I was with Christine, Bian, Cora, Baez, Rico, and the rest of the crew in Ocean City. We laughed. We tanned. We fell asleep outside.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">People stop and look up at Georgie and me. Some giggle. Others whisper to each other. Boys from the lacrosse team\u2014some friends with Jase\u2014nudge and point.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Heat gathers in my cheeks. I know I have an ugly batch of hives dotted all over my neck.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Calm down, I tell myself, willing my fear response to chill the hell out.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A few people call out at us. At me, really. Taunts.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Georgie bristles and yanks me forward.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">There are three kegs set up in the outdoor kitchen, along with chips, salsa, guacamole, fruit salad, and platters of finger foods. Uninspired food. Lackluster. That was my role. Cora hasn\u2019t found anyone else to help menu plan. Clearly.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I wave at all my hecklers, bowing.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhy\u2019d you do that?\u201d she whispers hard.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat was I supposed to do?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIgnore them.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI can\u2019t ignore them,\u201d I say.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">If only she knew how true that was. I keep a file on my computer full of screenshots of social media comments and articles written about me after the incident happened. I recorded every word of every comment people made about me. I tracked all the lies, all the rumors. I watched it spiral. I had to know. I had to be prepared.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYes, you can. Pretend they aren\u2019t talking to you.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cUh, thanks for the brilliant advice,\u201d I snap, then feel a pinch of regret when I see surprise flicker across her face.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI know plenty about ignoring people, and about being ignored,\u201d she says. \u201cOr did you forget?\u201d Her eyes burn into mine.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI know.\u201d I touch her arm. I can\u2019t do this alone. \u201cI\u2019m sorry. I just . . . Let\u2019s get beers. I need a little liquid courage.\u201d I walk out of view of Jase\u2019s idiot friends.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cToo many calories. I\u2019m going to go mix something\u201d\u2014she points over past the pool\u2014\u201cat that bar thing over there. Maybe seltzer or a diet soda. Be right back.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOkay.\u201d I push away a twinge of fear as she walks away. I used to be afraid of nothing. I\u2019d march into a party like this one and announce I had arrived, that the most stimulating conversation of the night could begin. But now my nerves feel like I\u2019ve swallowed an earthquake.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I stare into the house through the windows. Couples find dark corners to curl up in. A group sits around a table, playing cards. People zip through the back door, wrapped in towels and headed for the pool. Last year, I was the first one over at Cora\u2019s house to set up, and the last one to leave the next day. I used to be somebody: someone you wanted to sit with at lunch or hang with in my pool-house bedroom, someone you hoped followed you back on social media.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Now no one talks to me. It\u2019s weird how one bad decision can change your entire high school status, your entire family, your entire life. And I need it to go away.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Focus on your list, I tell myself. Jase first.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I guzzle the beer in my cup and fill it up again. I\u2019m driving, so I know this will be the last one. But right now I need to soften the edges a little.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDid you forget that no one likes you anymore?\u201d Chance Olivieri points his camera at me, zooming in and out. It\u2019s old, clunky, vintage. \u201cHave anything to say about it? Give me an exclusive and I might let you be part of my documentary.\u201d&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My rival since the third grade. His greasy too-long hair flops over the camera, and his pale cheeks are permanently flushed. Everyone used to call him a clown and make fun of the rosacea.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou wish. I won\u2019t be part of your trash, and I won\u2019t let you take student body president from me. You\u2019ll lose that special election.\u201d \u201cI won\u2019t . . . and we both know it. Nobody likes the scorned ex who bullies and almost kills the other woman. Not a good look. Never gets sympathy. Prepare yourself, sweetie.\u201d Chance pushes his camera closer to my face. \u201cPlus, this documentary is going to win a prize one day. I\u2019ll be famous. It\u2019ll expose the bullshit social hierarchy of high school.\u201d Yes, he\u2019s for real.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Chance Olivieri was the one who had the most to say after everything happened, like he reveled in sharing every newspaper headline and TV clip. Even made daily video recaps of what I did and all the bad press and comments swarming me and my family. My dad says he\u2019ll end up as a sleazy tabloid reporter or something one day. Doesn\u2019t have the vision to be a real journalist or filmmaker.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I put my hand up to block him. \u201cYou\u2019ve been doing this stupid crap since ninth grade, and you\u2019ve still got nothing. Maybe it\u2019s time to give it up and get a life,\u201d I spit back. \u201cOr a girlfriend.\u201d&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMaybe you should get a boyfriend. Oh, wait, you almost killed the last one.\u201d&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He blows a kiss at me.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I sneer and turn to walk away. I go past the pool. Everyone stares. Someone splashes at me. The back of my jeans get soaked. I bite my bottom lip. I refuse to cry. There have been too many tears. Never cry when the cameras are on.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I spot Jase and some friends in the gazebo. The boys all dangle out of it, laughing and roughhousing.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My heart drops into my stomach. I need him to forgive me. I need him to tell people to stop attacking me online over what happened. I need to get all my friends back. He\u2019s the one who can make it all go away. I clench my fists and take a deep breath, then walk up.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The guys stop laughing and stare. Jase looks up, surprised. His cold blue gaze still sends a tingle through me. He has blond stubble, an almost beard now, and looks like the South Carolina beach boy he was meant to be. God, he\u2019s hot. No wonder I was so into him. Too into him. \u201cCan I talk to you for a second?\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They ooh and aah.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I keep my eyes squarely on him, not breaking contact, bracing for him to say no.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cSure.\u201d He flashes a perfect smile, and his friends slap his arm and back.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But I don\u2019t care. That tiny word is an unexpected firework. One step forward.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He gets up and walks toward me. But not far enough away from the gazebo. Everyone snickers and listens, eager for a show. My heart beats so hard, I feel like I\u2019m going to vomit it up.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat\u2019s up?\u201d His Southern accent slips between slurred words. \u201cI just . . . just wanted to talk to you about what happened. I didn\u2019t get a chance to explain.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He flashes a big, strange smile. \u201cSure.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That word again. For some reason, it unsettles me. I\u2019d been expecting a no, expecting to convince him. It knocks me off what I\u2019d practiced when I imagined this moment. \u201cIt\u2019s . . . it was . . . my parents. That night. I\u2019d found out something big . . . really bad. I wasn\u2019t thinking. I was super upset. It all got into my head, so when you didn\u2019t answer . . . I thought\u2014I thought\u2014\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Jase put his hand in the air. \u201cIt\u2019s okay.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My mouth drops open. \u201cReally?\u201d A weight starts to lift from my shoulders, and I\u2019m not sure if it\u2019s the beer.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI know where you\u2019re going with all this, and I get it,\u201d he replies. \u201cYou do?\u201d My heart lifts for the first time in weeks.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOf course I do.\u201d He takes my hand. The heat of it sends a familiar surge through me. I want his touch back so much. \u201cI know how crazy you are. Like your mom. Isn\u2019t she still in rehab? Shouldn\u2019t you be, too?\u201d His charming smile darkens. \u201cLike mother, like daughter. You\u2019re both nuts.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I stiffen and yank my hand back. Since the end of August, I\u2019ve been called crazy 3,797 times and nuts 1,890 on all social media platforms. And who knows how many more times in group chats and private DMs\u2014the ones I\u2019ve been kicked out of.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Crazy is a terrible word.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Jase laughs, and it creates a ripple. The smirks, the chuckles, the pity, the hate. The guys break into raucous laughter.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou don\u2019t know the whole story,\u201d I say. \u201cIf you would just let me\u2014\u201d My pulse races, its beat flooding my ears. The pitch and crescendo of the laughter stretch and warp as if I\u2019m trapped in a messed-up fun house where everything bounces back at me. The bodies blur. Party sounds become a nauseous hum. Like everything is underwater. \u201cI don\u2019t want to talk to you,\u201d he yells. \u201cDon\u2019t give a shit about what you have to say. I\u2019m done with you. Sasha has better tits, anyways.\u201d All the guys cheer. A knot hardens in my stomach. I clench my teeth. I hold back rage tears as he fumbles toward the gazebo with his friends. I square my shoulders and walk away. This was so stupid. It was too soon. I didn\u2019t think it through enough. The rehearsal in my head, in my bedroom, in my notebook, jumbled. I\u2019d even kept my distance the first several weeks of school to prepare. It all went wrong. I have to find Georgie. We have to get out of here. I wipe my face. Chance saunters past again with his camera. \u201cTsk, tsk. Show didn\u2019t go as planned, huh? No one buying your lies? Everyone knows what a bitch you are.\u201d He holds out a piece of paper and shakes it at me. \u201cWant to sign this petition? I\u2019m trying to get you removed as student body president a little early, you see. I\u2019ve already got over fifty signatures.\u201d \u201cShut up. Shut up. SHUT UP!\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWouldn\u2019t you like that? But nope, I\u2019m good.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019m looking for Georgie\u2014and trust me\u2014I\u2019ll be out of here.\u201d \u201cShe went in the house with Baez,\u201d he reported. \u201cEven she\u2019s done with you.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My anger flashes hot. I shove him into the pool with his camera. He makes a huge splash.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That shuts him up good.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Bryn Colburn<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Net loss of followers:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u22123,528<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Group chats:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Friday <\/strong>9:34 PM&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Bryn:&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Where are you?&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Bryn:&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">You said you were just getting seltzer.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Bryn:&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Are you ignoring me?&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Things went bad. I tried to talk to him.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Bryn:&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I feel weird. I wanna go.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Friday <\/strong>9:45 PM&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Georgie:&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019m in the bathroom. Spilled my drink.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Georgie:&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Gimme a minute.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Friday <\/strong>9:46 PM&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Bryn:&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019ll be in the car. Hurry up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/spring-2022-divider.png?resize=823%2C48&amp;ssl=1\" alt=\"\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"200\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/About-the-Author-Spring-2022.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-17521\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/About-the-Author-Spring-2022.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/About-the-Author-Spring-2022-300x59.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/About-the-Author-Spring-2022-768x150.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<div class=\"ubb-about-author\"><h3>About Dhonielle Clayton<\/h3><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/dhonielle-clayton-350x350.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"alignleft ubb-about-author-photo\"><p>Dhonielle Clayton is a New York Times Bestselling author of The Belles series, the coauthor of the Tiny Pretty Things duology which debuts as a Netflix original series soon, and the author of the forthcoming MG fantasy series The Marvellers. She hails from the Washington, D.C. suburbs on the Maryland side. She taught secondary school for several years, and is a former elementary and middle school librarian. She is COO of the non-profit We Need Diverse Books, and co-founder of CAKE Literary, a creative kitchen whipping up decadent\u2014and decidedly diverse\u2014literary confections for middle grade, young adult, and women\u2019s fiction readers. She\u2019s an avid traveler, and always on the hunt for magic and mischief. <\/p>\n<p class=\"ubb-author-links\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.dhonielleclayton.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Website<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/brownbookworm\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Twitter<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/dhonielle.clayton\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Facebook<\/a> | <a href=\"http:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/author\/show\/7359319.Dhonielle_Clayton\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Goodreads<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/32GYIUv\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Amazon<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/brownbookworm\/\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Instagram<\/a><\/p><\/div><div class=\"ubb-about-author\"><h3>About Sona Charaipotra<\/h3><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/sona-charaipotra-2022-350x350.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"alignleft ubb-about-author-photo\"><p>Sona Charaipotra is the author of Symptoms of a Heartbreak and How Maya Got Fierce, and coauthor of the Tiny Pretty Things duology, now a Netflix original series. She earned her master\u2019s in screenwriting from NYU and an MFA in creative writing from the New School. A working journalist, Sona has held editorial roles at People, TeenPeople, ABCNews.com, MSN, and most recently, the Barnes &amp; Noble Teen Blog (RIP), and contributed to publications from the New York Times to TeenVogue. She is a former We Need Diverse Books board member, and co-founder of CAKE Literary, a boutique book packager focused on high-concept diverse titles. Find her on the web talking about books, Bollywood movies, and chai. <\/p>\n<p class=\"ubb-author-links\"><a href=\"https:\/\/sonacharaipotra.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Website<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/sona_c\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Twitter<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/SonaCharaipotra\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Facebook<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/author\/show\/7359318.Sona_Charaipotra\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Goodreads<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/sonesone2\/\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Instagram<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.pinterest.com\/sonac\/\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">Pinterest<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.tiktok.com\/@sonacharaipotra\" target=\"_blank\" class=\"\">TikTok<\/a><\/p><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/spring-2022-divider.png?resize=823%2C48&amp;ssl=1\" alt=\"\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"200\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/Follow-the-Blog-Tour-Spring-2022.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-17520\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/Follow-the-Blog-Tour-Spring-2022.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/Follow-the-Blog-Tour-Spring-2022-300x59.png 300w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/Follow-the-Blog-Tour-Spring-2022-768x150.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week One<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>3\/1\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/www.jennifermaryg.com\/\">For the Love of KidLit<\/a><\/td><td>Excerpt<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/2\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/thereadingdevil.blogspot.com\/\">The Reading Devil<\/a><\/td><td>Excerpt<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/3\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/rajivsreviews.com\/\">Rajiv&#8217;s Reviews<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/4\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/www.bookhoundsya.net\/\">BookHounds YA&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/5\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/blessedmommysc.blogspot.com\/\">Lifestyle of Me<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week Two<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>3\/6\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/thebookreviewcrew.com\/\">The book review crew<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td><strong>3\/6\/2022<\/strong><\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/kaitgoodwin.com\/books\"><strong>Kait Plus Books<\/strong><\/a><\/td><td><strong>Excerpt\/IG Post<\/strong><\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/8\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/coffeesipsandreads\/\">@coffeesipsandreads<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/9\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/excusemir.tumblr.com\/\">Excuse Me, I\u2019m Reading<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/10\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.eyerollingdemigod.com\/?m=1\">Eye-Rolling Demigod&#8217;s Book Blog<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/11\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/yabooknerd.blogspot.com\/\">YA Book Nerd<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/12\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/onemoreexclamation.com\/\">onemoreexclamation<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week Three<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>3\/13\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/capturedfiction.blogspot.com\/\">@capturedfiction<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/14\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/fkrants.blogspot.com\/\">Fyrekatz Blog<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/15\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/cindysloveofbooks.com\/\">Cindy&#8217;s Love of Books<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/16\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/karendeeandabc\/\">Karen Dee&#8217;s Book Reviews&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/17\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/confessionsofayareader.wordpress.com\/\">Confessions of a YA Reader&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Excerpt<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/18\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/fireandicereads.com\/\">Fire and Ice<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/19\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/kellyatx.blogspot.com\/\">Lady Hawkeye<\/a><\/td><td>Excerpt\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week Four<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>3\/20\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/boozysarah14.wixsite.com\/website\">boozybook blog<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/21\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/thebookview.com\/\">The Book View<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/22\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/the-girl-who-reads.com\/\">The Girl Who Reads<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/23\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/themommaspot.home.blog\/\">The Momma Spot<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/24\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/bookreviewvirginialee.com\/\">#BRVL Book Review Virginia Lee Blog<\/a><\/td><td>Excerpt<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/25\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/www.twochicksonbooks.com\/\">Two Chicks on Books<\/a><\/td><td>Excerpt<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/26\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/www.yabookscentral.com\/\">YABooksCentral<\/a><\/td><td>Excerpt<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\"><strong>Week Five<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>3\/27\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/onemused\">onemused<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/28\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nerdophiles.com\/\">Nerdophiles&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/29\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"http:\/\/am2cents.blogspot.com\/\">Two Points of Interest<\/a><\/td><td>Review<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/30\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/jypsylynn\">@jypsylynn&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><tr><td>3\/31\/2022<\/td><td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/momfluenster\/\">Momfluenster&nbsp;<\/a><\/td><td>Review\/IG Post<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/spring-2022-divider.png?resize=823%2C48&amp;ssl=1\" alt=\"\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"200\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/Enter-the-Giveaway-Spring-2022.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-17539\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/Enter-the-Giveaway-Spring-2022.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.kaitgoodwin.com\/books\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/03\/Enter-the-Giveaway-Spring-2022-300x59.png 300w, 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