Over It (A Kiss Off Novel : Book Two) by Sarah Billington Release Date: November 18th, 2013
Warning: Sexual References, occasional coarse language.
Teen Youtube song writing sensation Poppy Douglas's lead singer boyfriend Ty's been criss-crossing the country and living it up on tour for months while Poppy has been stuck in the boring suburbs, finishing out the school year.
But it's Summer now, and the best thing just happened: Poppy's royalties for writing the hit song The Kiss Off just came in. She's minted, and she knows just what she's going to blow it on.
Ty's band Academy of Lies are headlining a summer music festival, and Poppy is taking her girlfriends along for the best weekend of their lives. It's all organized: the weekend is going to be full of camping under the stars, backstage passes, VIP rooms and partying like rock stars, not to mention some long awaited one-on-one time with America's favorite front man.
Except, when someone drops out of the trip and Poppy takes the opportunity to mend a broken friendship, it doesn't quite go according to plan. And when she meets her boyfriend's BFF from another band, the paparazzi form their own totally wrong conclusions. There's also the matter of Ty's 'super fan' stalker, but the less said about her the better.
The biggest test of all comes in the form of an opportunity too good to pass up. But will insecurities and jealousy stand in Poppy's way? Can Poppy and Ty's relationship even survive it?
Life is about to get much more complicated for Poppy Douglas, but what can you expect when your boyfriend is a rock star?
Teen Youtube song writing sensation Poppy Douglas's lead singer boyfriend Ty's been criss-crossing the country and living it up on tour for months while Poppy has been stuck in the boring suburbs, finishing out the school year.
But it's Summer now, and the best thing just happened: Poppy's royalties for writing the hit song The Kiss Off just came in. She's minted, and she knows just what she's going to blow it on.
Ty's band Academy of Lies are headlining a summer music festival, and Poppy is taking her girlfriends along for the best weekend of their lives. It's all organized: the weekend is going to be full of camping under the stars, backstage passes, VIP rooms and partying like rock stars, not to mention some long awaited one-on-one time with America's favorite front man.
Except, when someone drops out of the trip and Poppy takes the opportunity to mend a broken friendship, it doesn't quite go according to plan. And when she meets her boyfriend's BFF from another band, the paparazzi form their own totally wrong conclusions. There's also the matter of Ty's 'super fan' stalker, but the less said about her the better.
The biggest test of all comes in the form of an opportunity too good to pass up. But will insecurities and jealousy stand in Poppy's way? Can Poppy and Ty's relationship even survive it?
Life is about to get much more complicated for Poppy Douglas, but what can you expect when your boyfriend is a rock star?
EXCERPT FROM OVER IT (THE KISS OFF 2) BY SARAH BILLINGTON
The elevator door dinged open and I automatically shuffled aside to
allow a woman to enter. She straightened her navy blazer over a tank and jeans
and stepped in beside me. We gave each other curt, polite smiles and she went
to press the button but discovered the Lobby light was already on, so she
stepped back beside me, clasped her hands in front of her and the doors closed.
I thought we were going to ride in
silence, like strangers normally do and all, but it seemed she had other ideas.
“Great hotel, huh?” she asked, pushing
her long brown hair off her shoulder with a friendly smile. “I love Bay Fest.”
“Mmm,” I said non–committally. It wasn’t
really living up to my expectations just yet.
She smiled to herself, her eyes distant
as she stared at the door. She touched a finger gently to her lower lip,
caressing it slowly, as if lost in memory. “You a guest or visitor?”
Like it was any of her business. “Just
visiting,” I said.
“Yeah,” she said, “me too. Just visited
with Brenton Keller from Fat Bottomed Girls. Tonight I’m thinking of just
visiting that DJ, what’s his name, Fluffy Bunny or something? I don’t know.
Whatever, he’s hot, so…”
Wow… just wow. What with the tasteful
blazer and lack of bling, I wouldn’t have taken her for a groupie. I wouldn’t
have taken her as a Bay Fest attendee either. I made a mental note to talk to
Tommy and warn him away from this chick. With the whole Lana explosion it
sounded like he was up for a good time, but it was probably better he didn’t
come to his senses after contracting a bunch of diseases. Was this really what
girls were like on the road?
Why was this elevator taking so long?
I watched the numbers tick down.
Fourth floor.
Third floor.
“You’re a Himbos girl, I take it?” she
asked, popping some gum in her mouth. She held the pack out to me but I shook
my head. “That Gordo one’s sexy in that totally metro way, you know?”
“Sure,” I said.
“Were you up there just now?”
“No,” I said. Well, technically yes, but…
“Just visiting a friend.”
Second floor.
First floor. Finally.
“Too bad. I’m not trying for him.” She
fluffed up her hair. “My big score is Ty from Academy of Lies.”
“What?” I blinked twice.
“Come on, have you seen those abs? He
gave me his number, you know.”
“What?”
“Yeah,” she said with a satisfied smile.
“Tomorrow night, him and me? It’s on.”
My face prickled, heat rising to my
cheeks from shock, humiliation, anxiety, anger... I was awhirl with emotion;
you name it and I felt it right then.
He wouldn’t do this to me, would he? I
trusted him. I might not always have trusted him, but I did now. Because he was
trustworthy. At least I thought he was… He was really going to just sleep with
this groupie? He was really that guy?
I faced her directly. “Doesn’t Ty have a
girlfriend or something?”
The elevator dinged and the door slid
open a floor early.
Tommy stood there, a bottle blond in a
little purple dress pressed against him. For a second it looked like he and
Lana had worked things out. Then the girl hauled him into the elevator and they
fell against the wall. She sucked on his ear as he punched the button for the
seventeenth floor.
It wasn’t Lana.
Tommy gave me a nod. “What’s up, Poppy?”
he said, gently maneuvering the girl from his ear. She craned her neck around
and looked me up and down. I looked her up and down too. In horror.
Was this a thing? Were they all doing the
groupies? Was this why Lana had gone so completely bat shit crazy? I was
starting to understand how that had happened.
Tommy pushed the button for the eleventh
floor.
“We’re going down.”
“Other elevator’s broken,” he said. He
smiled as the girl kissed his neck. “We can wait.”
Ew.
The woman beside me looked uncomfortable,
not that I could blame her. She tilted her face away from Tommy, maybe afraid
he would recognize her, or maybe ashamed as she discovered she’d just been
bragging to Ty’s girlfriend about her plans with him tomorrow.
Tommy’s gaze fell on her. Please, don’t
recognize her, I thought to myself. Please, please. If you don’t recognize her,
then maybe she’s full of it. If you don’t recognize her, then maybe you haven’t
all turned into a bunch of scumbags openly being with other girls.
Tommy’s eyes lit up and he said to the
brunette, “Hey, I know you.”
My blood ran cold. It was true. Oh my God
it was really true.
“Did the interview come out okay?” Tommy
said. “Those were some righteous questions.”
She cleared her throat and smiled at him.
“Thanks, Tommy. It turned out great, my editor loved how candid you all were.”
“This chick interviewed us for IndiePop mag,” Tommy said to me, “best
questions we had all day.”
I slowly turned my face toward her and
she looked at me guiltily. She shrugged and said, “I had to try, right?”
“Oh,” I said, shaking my head, “Oh.” She knew who I was all along. She
just wanted some dirt, she wanted me to take the bait. “Low blow, lady. Real
low.”
About the Author:
About the Author:
Sarah Billington is an Australian writer and editor who likes to write stories with love, laughs, suspense and zombies. Sometimes all in the same story. Her favouritest thing to write about are those horrendously awkward moments that come with being a teenager. Or a human being. Sarah was extremely accident-prone and klutzy as a kid and teen, so her cup runneth over with experiences of horrendously awkward moments to draw from in her writing. Thankfully, she has grown out of her klutziness. Mostly. She is, however, still an embarrassment.
She loves a variety of random things, which include Swing Dancing, Ice Hockey, Fly ball and she is a bit obsessive about paranormal investigation shows and channel E!.
Sarah Billington has experience in both editorial and writing, having been on editorial committees and section managed for Cursive Scripts literary journal, Darebin City Council's INSCRIBE Literary Newspaper and The Box Magazine.
She holds a Diploma of Arts (Professional Writing & Editing) and Bachelor of Writing & Publishing, so she is chock-full of writing and editing goodness. She has completed editorial for companies such as Open Humanities Press and Fast Profits as well as query letter and manuscript appraisals for authors, mostly of Middle Grade and Young Adult fiction.
Currently she works as a Digital Editor at Lonely Planet and as a freelance editor for Month9Books.
But wait, there's more! She has written and had published fiction, feature articles, reviews and interviews, and had her international adventures documented in a local newspaper. Currently, she writes movie reviews for Blockbuster Magazine and Northern Melbourne Institute of TAFE.
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