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Authors: Chris Myers

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Lennon's Jinx

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LENNON'S JINX
Book One of Lennon’s Girls Trilogy
Chris Myers
www.chrismyersfiction.com

Praise for Lennon’s Jinx

Lennon's Jinx blew me away!!! I absolutely fell in love with this book. I read this book in one sitting, because I just couldn't book the book down...
Ever and Ever Sight Blogger

Can I just say that Chris Myers is an incredible author. She knows how to grab you right from the beginning and keep you reading along until you get to the end and leaves you wanting more and more...
A Diary of a Book Addict

...This was so well done. This is the second book by Myer's I have read and loved. I will pick up anything she writes in the future and read it. She is truly a talented writer that knows how to get under your skin and leave a mark that won't soon be forgotten.
My Guilty Obsession blogger

...Lennon's Jinx is more than a love story, it's a life story. One about perseverance, standing up for one's convictions, letting the right person inside, and allowing oneself time to heal in order to love again. I loved it.
LM Pruitt Reader Girls Blog

...This book held happiness and tragedy, loss and redemption, life and death and love..it was brimming with different emotions and issues and it could just as soon bring me to tears as have me shaking in fits of laughter. I loved the characters, the stories and the different journeys I was taken on. This book was great and I cannot wait to know more of Lennon's story!
Pieces of Whimsy blogger

…Fantastic story, I am a sucker for rock stars even those of the teenage kind. I thought this was a perfect backdrop for two very intricate characters who both carry their own baggage. This is the first book I have read by Chris Myers, I definitely plan to read more.
Musings from an Addicted Reader

…Following him around the story I was sure I knew how it would turn out, but then as I discovered more about him and his past and this person he really is, I was thrown. Well done Chris Myers, well done...
The Life of Fiction

…I read this book in a day. It was easy to get stuck in. If meaningful contemporary YA is your thing, then you should so read this one.
Stuck in Books

…So to sum everything up, I have to say this book is an amazing read and though I'm a teen (under 16), I loved it to pieces.I cried more than once, wanted to hurt Jinx more than once and wondered why there aren't more authors like Chris Myers.
Musings of a Blogder

SUMMARY

Summary: Mature Teen Romance

Sometimes, you don’t get to choose who you fall for...

Lennon
spends most of his time raising his little sister Currie while trying to skate
through his senior year of high school. He prefers groupies with no-strings
attached but finds himself strangely attracted to Jinx, the straight-A student
in his choir. Lennon’s curiosity overrules his good sense as he tries to peel
away the layers to discover the reason for Jinx’s skittishness.

Jinx
conceals the black truth about herself from her friends. She won’t admit to
them that she screwed up big time, losing her first love and what she once held
most precious.

When
Lennon’s band holds auditions to replace their keyboard player, Jinx comes to
tryout and almost leaves after seeing Lennon. Despite the fact she despises him,
she joins the band to nurture her love of music that will hopefully ease the
guilt gnawing away at her.

Like
the rest of his band mates, Jinx soon witnesses Lennon battling his infamous
father. While confronting his pent-up anger at his dad, Lennon exposes
vulnerabilities he had no intention of letting any girl ever see, especially
Jinx. Their reckless pasts may bring them together or further complicate their
messy lives.

1. Young Adult Romance & Teen Romance (Children's Love and Romance)—
Juvenile fiction. 2. High schools —Fiction. 3. Social Anxiety (Social Issues)
(Social Situations) Emotions and Feelings — 4. Pop Culture 5. Contemporary Romance
6. New Adult Romance 7. Teen Literature

The characters, places, and
events in this book are fictitious or are used fictitiously. All characters are
products of the author’s imagination and should not be construed as real. In
all respects, any similarity to real people, living or dead, is coincidental
and not intended by the author.

 

Copyright © 2013 by Chris Myers

 

All rights reserved. This book is
protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. Any
reproduction or other unauthorized use of the material or artwork herein is
prohibited without the express written permission of the author.

 

Copy editor: Michelle Borek

Cover art: Books on the Edge

Shutterstock photo by Coka

www.chrismyersfiction.com

ISBN-13: 978-0985716912

ISBN-10: 0985716916

Published by Books on the Edge

 

 

This book is dedicated to my sisters
and daughter for their constant encouragement.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Title

Summary

Copyright

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Acknowledgements

Author's Note

When Winter Comes

Bad Day

Tortured Soul

Absolution

Confused by Her

 

CHAPTER ONE
LENNON

 

When I was fifteen, I bought a
Ferrari and shortly afterward totaled it on a patch of ice. Awesome car, sweet
lines, chick magnet. Only problem was it had too many horses for me to handle and
obviously was not a safe enough ride for my seven-year-old sister Currie. Driving
her to school was the whole point of getting the car in the first place. With
the help of our neighbor, Currie got me out of jail. That was the first time. I’m
not perfect, but I’m all she’s got.

Though
I’m almost eighteen now, I can’t drive my SUV without Currie’s permission. I
plan on having several beers tonight to help me forget about my non-existent
life, so I’m taking a cab.

It
slides through several inches of slushy snow and delivers me to a party I’m not
invited to. The house is located in the middle of suburbia where a dog barks
and two kids throw snowballs at each other. It’s very normal, even peaceful, not
what I’m used to.

My
cell chirps with a text from Currie.

Currie:
r u there yet?

I
double-check the party’s address Bailey scrawled on my hand in ink. The last
time she used lipstick, and it smeared. I ended up at a club, got into a brawl,
and was bailed out by Currie—again.

Using
my phone, I take a snapshot of the house along with its number and send it to Currie,
so she doesn’t freak.

Currie:
No messin’ around.

Me:
Too personal.

She
knows way too much for a nine-year-old—almost ten as she constantly reminds me—but
that’s my adolescent parents’ fault.

Currie:
Sorry. c u later.

Me:
No u won’t squirt. Go to sleep NOW.

Currie:
I’ll try.

Guilt
splinters into me for ditching her with the babysitter. I half consider going
home to make sure she gets to sleep, but she already booted me out of the house
once tonight. She says I act too crabby when I don’t get out enough.

Before
going into the house, I wipe sweaty palms on the designer jeans Currie made me
buy. She says they make me look hot. Hope so. I enter without knocking. What’s
the point? The loud bass shakes the house to the point no one will hear me
anyway.

In
the living room to my immediate left, a girl dances on the coffee table while
inhaling from a homemade bong. The crowd cheers her on. They’re such sports.
Another group loses at beer pong, which is the whole point of the game.

If
I can avoid the hostess Jinx, this will be a good party. Jinx’s name is
infamous in the boys’ locker room. Mainly because every dude, except me, has
tried to blow her skirt up and failed miserably. She’s one of the last
remaining hot virgins at our high school, not that I care. As far as I’m
concerned, virgins come with too much baggage.

I
make my way through the crowd, adding a few dance steps. Thanks to Currie, I
can shuffle like the pros in the music videos.

I
bump into two of Jinx’s girlfriends. Both have long, straight blond hair and
blue eyes and could pass as sisters.

Not
good. I am so busted. Unsure how the blondes will respond to me crashing the
party, my breath sticks in my throat like peanut butter.

“Lennon,
we didn’t know you were coming,” one of the blondes twitters as her fingers tiptoe
up my chest.

The
aroma of beer with a hint of te-kill-ya is strong on her breath and about bowls
me over. That explains the positive reaction to me being here.

The
other blonde wraps an arm around my waist. Having a multi-million dollar trust
fund will do that for a dude. They must be super drunk because these two can
have whomever they want. They normally don’t go after someone like me, not
because I’m a two-bagger, but because I’ve gone through a lot of girls.

Bailey
better show up soon or I’ll get into trouble with these two, more trouble than
I’m already in. I don’t want to piss Bailey off either. We’ve been groping in
the dark with each other since junior high, and she’ll expect me to be ready
and waiting when she gets here.

I
stuff my hands in my leather bomber pockets and attempt to study the floor
instead of what the blondes aren’t wearing. It’s not working. Both have on very
short skirts so that the slightest bending over shows the bottom of their firm butts.
Thong underwear makes a “T” at the top of their hip-hugging skirts. They teeter
on six-inch Lady Gaga heels, but I’m still taller.

One
has a spandex top that was sprayed on while the other’s is unbuttoned almost to
her navel so that her red lacy bra peeks out. I try not to think about burying
my face in the midst of Victoria Secret heaven. A few beers and I’ll be there.
Why do girls do this to guys?

“Iz,
don’t monopolize Lennon. You can share,” Spandex blonde says to red lace girl while
filling a Solo cup from the keg. She takes a sip, leaving a foamy mustache on
her lips before handing it to me.

I
take the beer only after I lick the froth away from Gabby’s luscious,
marshmallow lips. “Don’t want any to go to waste.” I’m such a shameless flirt.

Iz
swats her friend. “Gabby, so not fair.”

I
lean over and kiss Iz, long and sweet, so she doesn’t feel left out. She slips
me tongue while her hands thread through my dark hair.

“You
are the best kisser at school,” she says.

“I’ve
been told that.” After I pull away, I say, “Are we even girls?” Hoping, I’ve
satisfied them both now and can escape. I need to save myself for Bailey. She’s
always a sure bet and doesn’t mind sharing me.

Gabby
taps my chest. “Not hardly.”

Trying
to shake Iz and Gabby, I run straight to the family room where everyone dances
while grinding against each other. It’s more-or-less sex with clothes on. A
flame of red hair flashes to the side of me. I dart in the opposite direction,
around the corner, and still careen into Jinx. With a name like that, her
parents are more screwed up than mine.

When
I inhale, I smell baby powder and gardenias. It reminds me of the first day
Currie was brought home. Mom in a drunken stupor spilled perfume on the baby
before leaving the hospital.

“What’s
up?” My voice cracks like I’m going through puberty all over again. God, could
I act any more like a complete idiot?

“Oh,
it’s you.” A mass of coppery curls that flows past her shoulders haloes her
head. A few freckles dot her nose. I’d like to think she’s not my type, not
that I have one. I’ve tried all the flavors, and they’re all equally good, but
when she sings in choir, it blows me away.

Her
mint green eyes spit fire at me like a blowtorch. “Rena must’ve invited you.”
All five-feet-two of her plus four-inch heels shoves past me. That went better
than expected.

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