Girl Crushed
(Sprache: Englisch)
Leah on the Offbeat meets We Are Okay in this pitch-perfect queer romance about falling in love and never quite falling out of it--heartbreak, unexpected new crushes, and all.
Before Quinn Ryan was in love with Jamie Rudawski, she loved Jamie...
Before Quinn Ryan was in love with Jamie Rudawski, she loved Jamie...
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Leah on the Offbeat meets We Are Okay in this pitch-perfect queer romance about falling in love and never quite falling out of it--heartbreak, unexpected new crushes, and all.Before Quinn Ryan was in love with Jamie Rudawski, she loved Jamie Rudawski, who was her best friend. But when Jamie dumps Quinn a month before their senior year, Quinn is suddenly girlfriend-less and best friend-less.
Enter a new crush: Ruby Ocampo, the gorgeous and rich lead singer of the popular band Sweets, who's just broken up with her on-again, off-again boyfriend. Quinn's always only wanted to be with Jamie, but if Jamie no longer wants to be with her, why can't Quinn go all in on Ruby? But the closer Quinn grows to Ruby, the more she misses Jamie, and the more (she thinks) Jamie misses her. Who says your first love can't be your second love, too?
Katie Heaney is a full-time senior writer for the Cut, a former editor at BuzzFeed, and the author of the memoirs Never Have I Ever: My Life (So Far) Without a Date and Would You Rather? Girl Crushed is her YA debut.
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One The way I saw it, I had two options.
One: I could walk into school acting how I felt--i.e., sewage seeping out of a gutter.
Two: I could walk into school acting how I wanted Jamie to think I felt--i.e., happily single, carefree, and one hundred percent over her.
I could pretend it no longer bothered me that she d dumped me a month before we started our senior year, thus destroying all the elaborate--forgive me--promposals I d already started thinking up, and the love letter I d started drafting for her yearbook. Never mind how many hours I d wasted mapping the perfect road trip course between NYU (where she d be next fall) and the University of North Carolina (where I d be), the perfect plan to keep us together even in the face of medium-long distance. Jamie would never have to know I d begun the initial research on a surprise fall-break trip to Washington, DC, the natural halfway point between our colleges, because Jamie talked about it like it was Disneyland. She wanted to be the third woman president--third, specifically, because it would be pathetic and disgusting if there weren t at least two other women presidents before she was old enough to run herself. Her words.
I looked at the dashboard and realized I d been gripping the wheel of my parked truck in the student lot for eleven full minutes. And I was still too early. For the first time since I d gotten my driver s license, Jamie hadn t ridden with me to school. After she dumped me, she texted me to say she thought it would be best if she caught a ride with Alexis for a while instead. I hadn t thought that far ahead yet, hadn t imagined all the things we did together that I d have to start doing without her. It made me wonder how long she d been thinking about breaking up with me before she did it.
Fine with me, I d texted back. You re pretty out of the way.
(Obviously, that was before I d decided to
... mehr
be cool and mature and happy, honestly, about this whole thing.)
The upside to driving to school alone was that I could listen to any kind of music I wanted, and no one could complain, or ask me to play some horrible new indie band s EP instead. The downside was that, so far, I d used my newfound freedom to blast my Tragic Lesbian Breakup playlist sixty-four times in a row. A sampling: One More Hour by Sleater-Kinney, Where Does the Good Go? by Tegan and Sara, Cliff s Edge by Hayley Kiyoko, Give Me One Reason by Tracy Chapman, My Heart Will Go On by Céline Dion. Maybe Céline Dion wasn t gay (allegedly), but whatever. The song broke my heart in exactly the way I wanted my heart to be broken.
I thought about giving it one last listen before I left the truck, but I didn t want to be the girl caught cry-mouthing whereverrrrr you aaaaahhhhh in the parking lot at 7:32 in the morning on the first day of school. Instead I closed my eyes and repeated in my head: I am happy. I am carefree. I am totally over Jamie. We were just going to be friends now, and someday, if not today, I would be completely cool with that, because I had promised her I could be. Of course, being friends was her idea. This was part of her very practical reason for breaking up with me. Jamie had told me that romantic relationships always ended, and most of them ended badly, and if eventually we were going to break up (and we would), we might as well do it early. Damage control, she called it. This way, she said, we could more likely stay in each other s lives indefinitely. As friends.
Imagine being told the reason your girlfriend can t date you anymore is that she likes you too much. It s very confusing. I asked and I asked but she could never
The upside to driving to school alone was that I could listen to any kind of music I wanted, and no one could complain, or ask me to play some horrible new indie band s EP instead. The downside was that, so far, I d used my newfound freedom to blast my Tragic Lesbian Breakup playlist sixty-four times in a row. A sampling: One More Hour by Sleater-Kinney, Where Does the Good Go? by Tegan and Sara, Cliff s Edge by Hayley Kiyoko, Give Me One Reason by Tracy Chapman, My Heart Will Go On by Céline Dion. Maybe Céline Dion wasn t gay (allegedly), but whatever. The song broke my heart in exactly the way I wanted my heart to be broken.
I thought about giving it one last listen before I left the truck, but I didn t want to be the girl caught cry-mouthing whereverrrrr you aaaaahhhhh in the parking lot at 7:32 in the morning on the first day of school. Instead I closed my eyes and repeated in my head: I am happy. I am carefree. I am totally over Jamie. We were just going to be friends now, and someday, if not today, I would be completely cool with that, because I had promised her I could be. Of course, being friends was her idea. This was part of her very practical reason for breaking up with me. Jamie had told me that romantic relationships always ended, and most of them ended badly, and if eventually we were going to break up (and we would), we might as well do it early. Damage control, she called it. This way, she said, we could more likely stay in each other s lives indefinitely. As friends.
Imagine being told the reason your girlfriend can t date you anymore is that she likes you too much. It s very confusing. I asked and I asked but she could never
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Autoren-Porträt von Katie Heaney
Katie Heaney is the author of the memoirs Never Have I Ever and Would You Rather?, and the novels Dear Emma and Public Relations. She is a senior health writer at the Cut, and you can find her on Twitter at @KTHeaney.
Produktdetails
- Autor: Katie Heaney
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 12 Jahre
- 2021, 352 Seiten, Masse: 13,9 x 20,9 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Ember
- ISBN-10: 1984897373
- ISBN-13: 9781984897374
- Erscheinungsdatum: 21.10.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
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"The pacing is spot-on, and the exploration of lesbian relationships particularly post-breakup is handled deftly. Fresh and charming." Kirkus Reviews"This charming romance also addresses the all-too-common practice of discounting or ignoring the queer identity of people in hetero relationships, the complicated road back to friendship after a romantic relationship ends, and the importance of adjusting expectations as you go." SLJ
Hilarious and heartbreaking, often all at once. I loved Girl Crushed, which radiates with humor, awkwardness, and heart. It s a joy to have Katie Heaney s voice in young adult literature. Amy Spalding, bestselling author of The Summer of Jordi Perez
Girl Crushed is the perfect book about queer longing, immediately relatable for anyone who s ever obsessed over someone impossibly cool. I m smitten. Britta Lundin, author of Ship It
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