I was browsing twitter when I saw a fantastic tweet from Molli from Once Upon A Prologue about a Anna and the French Kiss read-a-long. I automatically joined because guess what? I’ve been wanting to re-read Anna and the French Kiss for three months already, but my TBR pile was preventing me from doing so.
So without further ado, on to the first challenge.
First Challenge: Post a picture of us with our copy of Anna and the French Kiss with a story on how we got our copy.
Now, onto the story.
It all started with goodreads.
I had just discovered goodreads and went crazy browsing the site, amazed that something like this could exist, adding every cool looking book onto my to-read shelf. Then I spotted “Lists With This Book” and clicked on a random list. And Anna and the French Kiss was on the list.
My first thought: LOLOLOL WHAT IS THIS WHY IS A BOOK TITLED THAT NO WAY I WOULD READ IT. (Of course, it turns out later I was wrong.) I clicked on the link, which bought me to its page and STARED at the high rating in disbelief.
Then I scrolled down and my jaw dropped at all the raving reviews.
Okay, I told myself. I will ignore the cover and borrow this from the library. I was also borrow Lola and the Boy Next Door since it’s written by the same author.
Not to mention I would read them at home. No way was I bringing a book titled that to school. My friends will never let me forget it.
I got my copy of Anna and the French Kiss from the library one week later, read it two weeks later, and ended up devouring the entire book in one day. Then I got my first book high ever, where I just floating around, not caring about anything around me, nope, not even when my dad yelled at me for banging the bowl on the counter too hard or when I stubbed my toe on the corner. Nope. Nothing could bother my book high.
All thanks to this guy named Étienne St. Clair.
After absolutely loving Anna and the French Kiss, I knew I had to get my own copy asap especially since I can’t keep my borrowed copy forever. So off to my nearest Barnes & Noble I went.
That’s when I ran into a problem.
Online lied, they didn’t have a copy of Anna and the French Kiss in stock.
And the only person on the register was a guy. In his twenties. So he’ll know what french kissing was.
Imagine how awkward it’ll be to go up to him and ask him if I could order a copy of a book titled Anna and the French Kiss for pickup at the store. And wait until he sees the cover.
But alas, I did it. At first, he sputtered, “Anna and the what?!” which I embarrassingly replied, “Anna and the French Kiss,” feeling all eyes on me, even though there was nobody behind me.
Then the guy turned his computer screen around, showing me the book, like he couldn’t believe he got it right the first time. “This book? Are you sure?”
I almost said “no, bye bye,” and ran out of there, until I remembered Étienne St. Clair. And how I needed him in my life. “Yes.”
My face was so red when I walked out of the store, but I got my book a week later. Yay! (It was also so dumb of me because why didn’t I order Lola and the Boy Next Door at the same time? I had to go through all that again two weeks later.)
And yep, that’s my story.
If only I can get my sister to read it.