Special Price!Mia Angel, 18 years old, chubby, avid eyeglasses wearer, from a poor background, nickname Turkey, is the personification of an unpopular teenager. As if this was not enough, ever since first grade she has been head-over-heels in love with the absolute womanizing, Tristan ‘Sexy’ Wrangler — naturally, without any reciprocation from the arrogant Macho.One morning, thanks to an … an alcohol-induced faux pas, he finds himself waking up in bed with Turkey in his arms. This is absolutely devastating to his esteemed reputation.
Always on Saturdays: However, he notices that although Mia doesn’t conform to the perfect supermodel image, which is his usual type, she has other qualities and even the power to, quite unintentionally, rob him of his hormone-charged mind…
First off, a few important opinions when it comes to books. From readers:
I really loved this book. Mia is not stick thin, confident or popular. She is a smart, genuine, real and beautiful girl. She is like us!
You can never look at things as only black and white; you must look behind people’s facade to recognize their true nature. You want to continue following the characters… beyond the ending.
A book full of unconditional love, boundless envy, hatred, and self-abandonment to the point of being painful. A book, frank and vulgar, yet realistic.
Something like this has been missing lately! Shameless word usage and an unrestrained storyline!
Things you experience while reading this book: heart palpitations, weeping, laughter, trembling, shaking, rejoicing, and suffering. The vocabulary will be enhanced for all of a sudden you’ll be cussing all the time and taking urgently needed cold showers in between!
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I’m the Best Jerk You’ll Ever Meet…
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Okay so maybe some people would consider me to be a conceited jerk however I see myself as a confident young man with specific taste who has the attention span of a gnat.
Once I’ve had a sample I’m ready to move on to the next waiting conquest and so on.
To me everything is about the total package and how you present yourself either you know how to work it or you don’t.
Unfortunately that girl didn’t have a clue she stood out and not in a good way.
I’m keeping an eye on those who have a horrendous habit of setting me up to publicly ridiculed.
Tristan Is the kind of guy; girls like me can only dream about but never have.
As it grows later people are drifting off in different directions some are having private little parties while others are tossing up what not to long ago were chugging down.
I can’t believe what a big jerk Tristan’s being towards me as he’s wandering around like an idiot.
Finally I’ve decided I’ve had enough and I’m going home only I didn’t get that far before I’m rescuing a fool from hurting himself.
Yet I couldn’t help myself who wouldn’t take a chance and maybe sneak a peak.
However he wasn’t as out of it as I first thought and now I’m the one being surprised.
And here the guy of my dreams is leading me down the Primrose path to a whole new world of delights.
With the rising sun came the dreaded morning after and slowly but surely he was waking up.
Tristan was dumb founded as to why he was with her.
Okay he kind of sorta remembered but his poor wee mind was working on overload trying to figure out how to soothe his ego.
Then unfortunately he unleashed his wicked tongue on her with both barrels and word after word designed for one result.
Once I was home it wasn’t long before my dear old dad let loose his own form of cruelty on me
And of course neither one of them wanted to hear what I had to say.
Why oh why did my best quality have to be the fact I’m academically better then all the other girls.
Because I’m facing a total nightmare and it wasn’t just one of them of no that would have been extremely way to easy.
All of a sudden there’s talk about
a Q and A session.
Seriously I’m not even sure I can string syllables let alone words together.
I’m not sure why I’m not running away from him but at the moment he’s actually acting like he’s almost human.
Until like someone flipped a switch then the horrible nasty jerk was back.
Yeah everything I’m doing is supposed to be all fun and games at least that’s what my older brothers tell me.
Today I was totally blindsided by their latest prank because unfortunately I’d played right into his hands.
I really should have known better but evidently my crush on that stupid jerk had totally overuled all common sense.
Yet that was nothing compared to the one-two that followed; so now I’m to sick for school.
I heard something and of course my little buddy heard it as well but I couldn’t let him make anymore noise; or else someone would definitely pay.
You could have knocked me over with a feather when I looked out my window to see his eyes looking back at me.
I’m cursed that’s it truly cursed; of all the dumb luck Mr. Big shot manages to kick start my four legged buddy.
There was a tell-tell sound and suddenly I’m in self preservation mode as I quickly hid my unexpected guest now I’m laying here hoping and praying.
I honestly can’t explain why this jerk affects me the way he does and clearly I’m some kind of reckless fool because I’m letting him have his way.
Its pretty obviously my fellow classmates missed me so much because there now trying to make up for lost time.
Tonight was just another ordinary boring party with the same old people with tons of vices for us fools to pass the hours away.
Until I see her.
And no she most definitely isn’t a figment of my over working imagination.
Mia’s really here even though I’m split into I want her gone as much as I want her to stay.
But there is no denying the fact she drives me crazy.
It seems so unbelievably weird that not to long ago l was a total jerk and I didn’t care who’s feelings I trampled all over.
And for some reason she had always been my prime target.
Yet I know differently I still can’t wrap my head around the fact she’s so much more.
Parties that’s what our lives revolved around here, there, and anywhere.
Yet I let things get way out of hand I never should have lost control or let my girl act like all those others but it happened.
She’s even sitting over there blaming herself.
I’m completely at fault and I never saw the freaking brick wall until I was literally kissing it.
Faced with the cruel truth I realize there’s only one thing I can do.
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