11 Paper Hearts by Kelsey Hartwell (English) Paperback Book

Description: 11 Paper Hearts by Kelsey Hartwell A year after a car accident affected her memory, sixteen-year-old Ella begins receiving paper hearts from a secret admirer with clues that may help her remember the weeks she lost. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description A YA contemporary rom com about a girl with a bucket list of things she must do before Valentines day to learn about love in a whole new way--and its a paperback original!A romanceabout a girl who follows a trail of paper hearts from her secret admirer and learns that sometimes love can find you in mysterious ways.Ellas life was picture perfect. She had a circle of close friends, a jam-packed social life, and an amazing boyfriend. But then something completely unexpected happened- a car accident after a Valentines Day dance. When Ella woke up in the hospital, she couldnt remember the accident . . . or anything about the weeks before it, including the reason she broke up with her boyfriend.Now, a year later, she begins receivingpaperheartsfrom a mysterious admirer who seems to have the answers she craves. Ella is intrigued. Theheartscontain clues to help Ella remember her life before . . . and take her on a journey she never imagined. Following thepaperheartsis the most spontaneous thing Ella has ever done . . . but will she find love?Underlined is a line of totally addictive romance, thriller, and horror paperback original titles coming to you fast and furious each month. Enjoy everything you want to read the way you want to read it. Author Biography Kelsey Hartwell lives in Brooklyn with her dog, within walking distance to her favorite bookstores. Kelsey loves watching rom coms, searching for the best pizza in NYC, and finding hidden gems in the Hudson Valley. 11 Paper Hearts is her debut novel. Promotional "Headline" A YA contemporary rom com about a girl who follows a trail of paper hearts from her mystery admirer-and its a paperback original perfect for fans of To All the Boys Ive Loved Before and the Kissing Booth. Excerpt from Book Chapter 1 Its the first Friday of February and I know three things. One, Valentines Day decorations are already up all over school. Red and pink streamers are hung from the ceilings every year to make it feel like love really is in the air. But to me, it screams that love can be torn down at any second. Two, I miss the days when teachers made everyone from the weird kid that picks his nose in the back of the classroom to your first Top-Secret Crush buy you a valentine. Even though their moms would just buy a pack of generic cards from Target and scribble their names at the bottom, it was something. Now that I dont have a boyfriend, who knows what Ill be getting. Three, I know my new animosity for Valentines Day really has nothing to do with these things and everything to do with what happened this time last year. But I brush that thought aside harder than I brushed the knots out of my hair this morning to make it perfectly straight. Today Im wearing a printed skirt with a cropped sweater and matching tights. I try to look my best even when Im not feeling it, which is probably why my friends never know when something is bothering me. Were huddled together in line for the paper hearts the student government is selling as a fund-raiser for the Valentines Day Dance. Theres a table set up outside the gymnasium, which is the perfect spot because its where people always hang out before homeroom. A long line has formed from the gym entrance to the boys locker room around the corner. Theres a part of me thats super proud of the turnout. The paper hearts were my idea in ninth grade when I first joined student governments planning committee. We were trying to think of something original to sell other than carnations to raise money for the Valentines Day Dance. I thought of love letters immediately. Theres something about them that feels so perfectly nostalgic. From there, I thought of selling paper cutouts in the shape of hearts people could write messages on, which would then be passed out around school during the weeks leading up to the dance. You can decorate them and write anything you want to. People mainly send short but sweet ones to their friends. Other times if youre in a relationship you might send a more thoughtful one to show how much you care. Whats more romantic than telling someone how you feel? Ever since freshman year Ive gotten a heart from Pete. He isnt the sentimental type, but he always took them seriously. Part of me thinks its only because it was my idea. But theres another part of me that feels it was genuine--he knew it made me really happy to open one from him. Theres something about receiving love letters that feels way better than some text. I saved all of them in the secret hiding spot next to my bed. Standing in line, I wonder if any of the paper hearts I get this year will be worth keeping. "We should get ours for free," Carmen declares as we inch toward the student government table. "Since this was Ellas idea." Jessica and Katie nod. I glance up at the girl passing out the paper hearts. I forget her name somehow, even though shes the one who always raises her hand in my English class to answer all the questions. I dont really know her personally, but she doesnt exactly scream rule breaker. I shake my head. "Not going to happen. But on the positive side, the money goes toward the dance." "Oooh. Do you think theres going to be a flower wall for pictures again?" Katie asks. I blink at the word again. I dont remember the flower wall. Carmen gives Katie a look before answering. "Doubtful. Ella was the only one in student government who actually did anything cool. At least theyre doing the paper hearts again instead of passing out dinky carnations. I wouldnt put that past them." I force a smile like I do a lot lately. I used to love being on the planning committee, especially when it came to school dances. One of my favorite things has always been bringing friends together. In middle school, I started organizing big sleepovers complete with games, karaoke sing-offs, and Sephora face masks. They got so popular that my mom had to make me put a cap on who could come. By high school, I graduated to bigger events like school dances as the student bodys social chair. But this year I just couldnt bring myself to do it. "How many hearts do you think Ill get this time?" Jessica asks. "Last year I only got fourteen." Katie rolls her eyes. "Only fourteen? Humble brag a little more, will you." "Oh, save it," Carmen says. "Besides, paper hearts are about quality over quantity," she says before lightly elbowing me. "Who do you want to get one from?" I shrug. "I dont even know who Im sending one to besides you three and Ashley. But shes too cool for school these days. I bet she doesnt even send me one back." "Forget your sister. What about Pete?" She winks. I raise my eyebrow. The last person I expect a heart from is my ex-boyfriend, but no matter how many times I insist were over, she brings him up whenever she can. "Fine," she says, crossing her arms. "But you better hurry up and think. The line is moving fast." Theres a group of girls in front of us who are chatting excitedly and a boy ahead of them with a super-large backpack. He bounces up and down nervously until the girl from my English class gestures for him to come up to the table and he sprints over. Its endearing and makes me wonder who hes eager to send a note to. Carmen sees too but laughs. "I have until third period to think about it, remember?" I say, distracting her. "Theres a bin outside Principal Wheelers office for dropping the hearts off." Carmens eyes light up. It takes me a second before I realize shes looking over my shoulder. "What about one of them?" she asks, and I turn around to see who shes looking at. I automatically sigh. Of course its the boys basketball team--the seniors, anyway, and a couple juniors. Petes there too. He always seems to have some sort of radar when Im nearby, and now is no exception. Pete looks up from a conversation hes having with a guy from the basketball team and spots me across the gymnasium lobby. I might be embarrassed that we made awkward eye contact if it wasnt for the fact that he smiles immediately. I feel my cheeks grow warm, like they did the first time we locked eyes after a game. After the accident Pete told me he wouldnt get back together with me since I had broken up with him for a legit reason. Apparently, I had done it because my heart wasnt in it anymore. When Pete told me, he almost started crying like we were breaking up all over again. I realized then how much pain I put him through, even if I couldnt remember it. I vowed to leave him alone after that. But breakups in high school are strange--you still run into each other and have to wave hello, even though you already said goodbye. When he waves to me now, I smile like I always do as Carmen raises her eyebrow at me. "You know there are other people besides basketball players at the school," I say. "Like who, Turtleboy?" she retorts, looking at the boy who just paid for his paper hearts and is now strapping his big backpack on again. He does kind of look like a turtle. Jessica and Katie laugh as I give an uneasy smile. "Wait a second," Carmen continues. "Is Sarah Chang flirting with Turtleboy?" Im not surprised that Carmens going to continue picking on this poor boy, but Im surprised that she knows this girls name. Shes not the type to be on Carmens radar. Maybe she has a class with her? The girl is handing the boy his paper heart and smiling at him--Id hardly call that flirting. But Jess proudly shows us her phone. She took a photo of the exchange. From the angle, you can barely see the cutout. It looks like theyre holding hands. "Aw, a match made in heaven," Jess says. She even has the perfect rabbit teeth. The tortoise and the hare." "Oooh. Thats a good one." Carmen smiles smugly. "You guys are terrible," I say, but with not enough force to actually make a difference. I see Jess typing on her phone. Before I can say anything, she looks up and gives a satisfied smile like she does when she posts something. "So anyway, where are we getting ready for the game tonight?" My friends start chatting excitedly again, but all I can do is stare at the one heart dangling from the ceiling. Its the same as the others but a little ripped at the bottom. I cant help but feel a little out of place, just like it looks. Maybe hearts are like paper. Once they are torn, they can never be perfect again. When Im up in line, I buy paper hearts for my friends and sister, like I planned, and an extra one for Sarah Chang. Chapter 2 A lot of people have asked me what its like to have amnesia. You know when your iPhone suddenly dies and youre nowhere near an outlet? Then you have to go hours feeling excommunicated from the world, wondering whos trying to talk to you, unable to look up anything. Or even worse, when your phone breaks. Maybe it got wet somehow or it slips out of your hands and when you pick it up, the front is shattered and you pray that everything is already uploaded to the cloud. But when you go to the Apple store you learn theres no way to recover your recent photos or texts--nothing. Well, thats .01% of what it feels like to have amnesia, but thats the best comparison I have. Suddenly, theres a chunk of your world missing . . . and theres no way to get it back. My phone analogy is ironic because aft Details ISBN0593180070 Author Kelsey Hartwell Series Underlined Paperbacks Language English Year 2021 ISBN-10 0593180070 ISBN-13 9780593180075 Format Paperback DEWEY 813.6 Publication Date 2021-01-05 Pages 240 UK Release Date 2021-01-05 Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2021-01-05 NZ Release Date 2021-01-05 US Release Date 2021-01-05 Illustrator Kevan Atteberry Birth 1954 Death 1939 Affiliation Pace University Position Professor Qualifications Ph.D. Audience Age 12 Publisher Random House USA Inc Imprint Random House Inc Audience Children / Juvenile 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:145101328;

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