Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls by Lynn Weingarten (English) Hardcover Book

Description: Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls by Lynn Weingarten They say Delia burned herself to death in her stepfathers shed, but June does not believe it was suicide because she and Delia used to be closer than anything, but one night a year ago, everything changed when they and Junes boyfriend Ryan let their good time get out of hand, and now, a year later, June owes it to Delia to know if her best friend committed suicide or was murdered. FORMAT Hardcover LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description Gone Girl meets 13 Reasons Why in this stylish, sexy, and atmospheric story about friendship packed with twists and turns that will leave you breathless. They say Delia burned herself to death in her stepfathers shed. They say it was suicide. But June doesnt believe it. June and Delia used to be closer than anything. Best friends in that way that comes before everyone else--before guys, before family. It was like being in love, but more. They had a billion secrets, tying them together like thin silk cords. But one night a year ago, everything changed. June, Delia, and Junes boyfriend Ryan were just having a little fun. Their good time got out of hand. And in the cold blue light of morning, June knew only this--things would never be the same again. And now, a year later, Delia is dead. June is certain she was murdered. And she owes it to her to find out the truth...which is far more complicated than she ever could have imagined. Sexy, dark, and atmospheric, Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls will keep you guessing until the very last page. Author Biography Lynn Weingarten is a writer and editor. She is the author of Wherever Nina Lies, The Secret Sisterhood of Heartbreakers, The Book of Love, Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls, and Bad Girls with Perfect Faces. She lives in Brooklyn, New York. Review "A taut, sophisticated thriller."-- "BCCB, starred review""Pulse-pounding mystery . . . Weingarten keeps the tension taut . . . readers will be draw to the well-written and well-rounded characters--even the supporting players. Thoughtful and provocative, this will be a hard book for teen readers to put down until the thrilling, twisted end."-- "School Library Journal"Despitenot having talked to Delia in over a year, June is devastated when she hearsthat her former best friend has committed suicide. Shes also suspicious, though: theres no way that Delia set herself aflame in her stepfathers shed, since fire was the one thing that scared the normally fearless and fierceDelia. She joins Delias most recent boyfriend, Jeremiah, in a search for cluesto what they believe is Delias murder. Their investigation uncovers some ofDelias seedier activities over the last year, but ultimately, Junes hunt foranswers points toward the one person she thought she could trust the most. Thebook earns its dramatic title, both in the plots hairpin twists and theportrait of an intimately toxic relationship between two desperate girls, illuminated through flashbacks that add dimension to both characters. Deliaseems at first to be a typical manic pixie dream girl, but she is far moreclever and manipulative than June gives her credit for. Junes also obliviousto her own malleability when it comes to Delia--she is comfortably ensconced inDelias shadow when they are friends; unmoored but relieved in theirseparation; and guiltily determined in the aftermath of Delias death, butnever once does she realize that Delia is always the motivation behind herbehavior. Weingarten is acutely aware of pacing--each plot turn is followed by areprieve that allows readers to settle into a new theory about Delias fateonly to have their assumptions upended once again. A taut, sophisticatedthriller, this will find an audience with teens who appreciate labyrinthineplots and ambiguous endings.--BCCB, *STARRED Review* "September 2015" Review Quote "Pulse-pounding mystery . . . Weingarten keeps the tension taut . . . readers will be draw to the well-written and well-rounded characters-even the supporting players. Thoughtful and provocative, this will be a hard book for teen readers to put down until the thrilling, twisted end." Excerpt from Book Suicide Notes from Beautiful Girls Chapter 1 Id forgotten what it was like to be that alone. For the ten days of winter break, I drove. I made my way past the crumbling houses in my neighborhood, the mansions a few miles away, out toward the hills and then back again through stretches of cold, flat land. Up and down the Schuylkill River and up and down the Delaware, I cranked the radio and sang loud. I needed to hear a live human voice, and I was my own best hope. But now break is over. Im walking up toward school from the far lot, and Im happy because Im here, because its done. I know youre supposed to like vacation, but it was lonely, thats the thing, like I was floating off into space, tethered to nothing. My phone buzzes in my pocket. I fish it out, a text from Ryan who I havent seen yet because he only got home last night: by the way got somehting in vermont I want to give you. Then a second later another one: not herpes. I write back: good because it would be really awkward if we got each other the same present. I click send with one frozen finger. Warm puffs of air escape through my smile. I walk into homeroom, and Krista looks up like shes been waiting for me. "Oh my God, June," she says. Her eyes are half open, and shes wearing a pair of red plastic glasses instead of her usual contacts. "Is it possible, medically, that Im still hungover from Tuesday? That was two entire days ago!" She takes her big orange purse off the chair next to her so I can sit. "Given everything, yeah, that seems likely," I say. She grins as though I mean this as a compliment. The only thing I did over break, other than drive, was go to a party at Kristas boyfriends house, which is a little weird since were not close friends or anything. But we talk in homeroom sometimes, and neither of us has a lot of other options, is I guess the truth of it. When I got the text about her boyfriends party, Id been alone for so many days that I just said yes. Her boyfriend, Rader, lives thirty-five minutes away, right at the edge of Philly, in a run-down apartment that he shares with friends. Hes older, and his friends are too, some of them in their twenties. The party was mostly guys and the air was hazy with a few kinds of smoke. When I walked in, Krista was already trashed and going upstairs to Raders bedroom. And I felt all these guys turn and give me the up-down. And I suddenly understood why Id been invited--not for her, but for them. I spent the whole night leaning against the wall, not really talking to anyone, watching the party like a movie. "Rader asked me to get your number for Buzzy," she says. She rubs her eyes. I have no idea who Buzzy is. Maybe hes the tall guy who kept coming out of the bathroom sniffling and wiping his nose, or the guy with A S S S tattooed on his knuckles, or the one in the velvet shirt who kept asking if I wanted to touch it (I didnt) and who tried to put a shot of tequila in the fish tank (I stopped him). "I have a boyfriend," I say. "Wait, you do? Who?" "Ryan Fiske." Krista raises her eyebrows like maybe Im joking. "Seriously," I say. She tips her head. "No shit." I shrug. Im not surprised that shes surprised. Weve been a couple for over a year, but mostly no one knows about us. I guess we dont exactly seem like people who would be together. "I wouldnt have thought youd be dating someone so . . . normal." Krista means this as an insult, to him. "Well, you dont know him," I say. But the truth is, he is normal. And it is comforting, somehow. Ryan is one of those people who slides effortlessly into whatever social group he wants without even thinking about it. He is comfortable everywhere, and tall and handsome in the sort of way where even if he isnt your type, you can probably appreciate the bones in his face and the fact that theyre all exactly where theyre supposed to be to make a face pleasing. Hes a little bit of everything, I guess is what it is. And Im not sure what I am. I dont think most people give me much thought at all, which is fine by me. "I hope hes at least secretly into something freaky," Krista says. And then she winks and lets out a pained little moan. "My eyes are not ready for winking yet." A second later the announcements begin. "Good morning, North Orchard students and faculty. Can I please have everyones attention?" Vice Principal Graham. Theres something strange in his tone. I sit up and listen. "It is with deep sorrow and a heavy heart that I must deliver some very sad news. A member of the North Orchard High community passed away over break." He pauses to clear his throat. And in that moment, I stop breathing. I think everyone does. In that moment it could be any of us. "Junior Delia Cole passed away yesterday. Ms. Dearborn and Mr. Finley and the rest of the counseling staff will be available for anyone who needs to talk, and my door is always open as well. Our thoughts and prayers go out to Ms. Coles friends and family during this difficult time." The loudspeaker clicks off. And then there is silence, and the ding of the bell. The school day has officially begun. My head detaches from my body. It rises right up into the air and floats toward the door, and so I follow it. "He didnt say how," someone whispers. "What could have happened?" They sound confused, as though her death was so unlikely. But I can so easily imagine a million ways Delia might have died. Maybe she climbed up onto the old closed-off bridge that stretches over the reservoir and went out onto the rotted part beyond the DO NOT PASS sign. Or she was up on someones roof looking up at a big bright moon and teetered onto the delicate edge, even as they begged her not to. Maybe she walked across the road with her eyes closed, playing a game of chicken like she used to, her final moment the howl of a horn, a rush of adrenaline, and sudden blinding light. Ryan is waiting for me outside homeroom. We lock eyes and he stands there staring, frozen, like he isnt really sure what to do with his face. And Im not sure what to do with mine, either, because it doesnt even feel like my face anymore. I start walking toward him and he pulls me against him into a hug. His arms are strong and warm like always, but right now I can barely feel them. I say, "This is . . ." And I stop because my brain has run out of words, and theres nothing in my head but air. ". . . completely nuts," he says. He is shaking his head. And it occurs to me that this is the first time either of us has mentioned Delia, referred to her at all even, in over a year. I thought we would at some point--that it would be so strange when we finally did. We make our way across campus, and he drops me off at the door of the English building, where my next class is. He leans in and hugs me again. The nylon of his jacket is smooth and cold against my cheek. When he lets go, he looks down at the ground. "I cant believe this happened." But the thing is, now that it has, it seems like it was always going to. Like somehow all along, Delia was far ahead of us, dead, and we are only just now catching up. "I dont know if its weird to say this now," he says, "but I really missed you." And I know in a different version of the world than the one we are in, this would send a jolt of pleasure up my spine. So I say, "Me too," but being apart from him and winter break and everything that happened before this moment seems very far away. I cant really remember what missing feels like, or any other feelings either. Details ISBN148141853X Author Lynn Weingarten Short Title SUICIDE NOTES FROM BEAUTIFUL G Pages 336 Publisher Simon Pulse Language English ISBN-10 148141853X ISBN-13 9781481418539 Media Book Format Hardcover DEWEY FIC Year 2015 Publication Date 2015-07-07 Imprint Simon Pulse Audience Age 13-17 Audience Teenage / Young adult Series Young Adult Thriller We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:137699192;

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