Date With a Rockstar
Release Date: June 23rd 2015 - TODAY!!!
Publisher: Spencer Hill Contemporary
Only one girl will win the cash prize...and a chance at love with Jeremy Bane.
Monet isn’t just another lust-struck teenager trying to win the heart of Rock God Jeremy Bane--she needs the prize money from his new reality show to cure her illness.
Monet has Fluxem, a contagious disease that's spread through saliva. It's completely curable if you have enough money, which she and her single mother don't. Now that she's on the show, Monet has to work harder to keep her Fluxem hidden. She only has to keep the secret long enough to woo Jeremy Bane so he picks her as the winner. She doesn't even care about the love part; the prize alone will change her life.
But the real Jeremy Bane is nothing like she imagined. Monet finds herself fighting against feelings that make her want to give in to her attraction and Jeremy's attempts for a kiss. The further she goes in the competition, the more impossible it becomes to resist him--and when the producers turn the tables and start digging up dirt on the contestants, Monet fears her secret will be revealed before she's ready and ruin everything.
The only way to win Jeremy's heart is to tell him the truth, but confessing her disease could cost her the competition, the prize money, and him.
I received a copy in exchange for an honest review!
What I say: When I read a new book I try really hard to put all previous stories aside and not let myself be influenced by past books. This was particularly difficult because I've read three Bachelor style book recently, but Date With a Rockstar had the added dystopian-style twist. I say dystopian-style because it's set in the not too distant future and as Sarah herself points out (see guest post), there hasn't been one big, world changing event...
The concept is interesting because there's something charming about a character who is doing something very different from the norm to help other people. The other element I really liked was that there are some lighthearted and funny scenes mixed in with the more angst ridden ones. Also as far as the actual dystopia goes, the world isn't overly dramatic. Scarily enough Monet's world is possibly not all that far out of the realms of probability. In Monet's world (yes I love her name) people are trying really hard to survive in pretty bad circumstances. Yes, I'm aware I'm being vague but I don't want to spoil the plot for you.
I would have liked a little more detail and insight into the main characters, but I did like both Jeremy and Monet. I was concerned that we were going to be faced with yet another version of The Selection but Date With a Rockstar is a very different story. The Latin geek in me loves how Sarah Gagnon adapted the word Fluxus, meaning flowing/fluid - pretty apt (and kinda gross) for her Fluxem disease which is spread threw fluids *ahem* kissing, amongst other things!
3.5 Stars in my Sky!
I can’t speak. What lie do I tell to make him stop asking me this question? The camera wheels closer. Please leave me alone. Another hiccup hits me. I try to swallow and say something, but I gag instead. Shit. I jump up and spots float in front of my face. “I’m going to be sick,” I try to mumble as I snatch up my bag and bury my face in it as I run to the door.
“Down the hall to the right!” the interviewer yells as the door closes behind me. I bang into the bathroom and barely make it into one of the stalls. My stomach empties and tears plop down into the mess. It takes a minute for the disaster my interview just became to sink in. I flush away the evidence of my failure and sit back on my heels in front of the disgusting toilet. I ruined my one chance. After all that waiting in line, I blow it in front of the camera.
Minutes pass as I weep in disbelief. I suck. I dig in my bag for breath mints or some reminder of my real life. The stale crust of my vitamin spread sandwich makes me feel worse. Nice reminder.
There’s a knock on the door. “Hey, are you all right in there?” Oh, great. They’ve sent someone to make sure I’m not dying.
“Yeah, I’ll just be another minute.”
The door opens and I see sneakers coming toward me from where I’m crouched by the toilet. “Do you want me to get you a glass of water?”
Wow, nice intern. “No, I’ll be okay. I’m sorry I wasted everyone’s time. I’ll be out of here shortly.” I wipe my mouth with toilet paper and swallow repeatedly to try and make the tears stop. I push the stall door open and smack Jeremy Bane.
My whole world freezes.
Jeremy Bane is in the bathroom. Jeremy Bane just asked if he could get me water. He’s standing next to me. He heard me puke, and wow, he’s just as pretty as the documentary said he was. Even better in person.
But I just puked. I need to just rewind this section of my life and clean up. His hand brushes my arm.
Holy crap, Jeremy Bane is in the ladies room because of me.
Sarah Gagnon grew up in the frigid woods of Maine amidst snow and animal skins and has now moved back home. As a small child she wrote ship-wrecked romances all while being stared down by a taxidermied duck.
She has a BFA in photography and a minor in writing from the University of Southern Maine. She's the mother of two tiny, feral children and two ill-behaved dogs. For fun she’s taken up construction and interior design. Her first project: moving into a dilapidated farmhouse with her computer-genius husband.