Surprises abound and sparks ignite in the highly anticipated, utterly romantic companion to My Life Next Door.
Tim Mason was The Boy Most Likely To:
Alice Garrett was The Girl Most Likely To:
For Tim, it wouldn't be smart to fall for Alice. For Alice, nothing could be scarier than falling for Tim. But Tim has never been known for making the smart choice, and Alice is starting to wonder if the "smart" choice is always the right one. When these two crash into each other, they crash hard.
Then the unexpected consequences of Tim's wild days come back to shock him. He finds himself in a situation that isn't all it appears to be, that he never could have predicted . . . but maybe should have.
And Alice is caught in the middle.
Told in Tim's and Alice's distinctive, disarming, entirely compelling voices, this return to the world of My Life Next Door is a story about failing first, trying again, and having to decide whether to risk it all once more.
“FA book everyone should read, regardless of age. Tim is a character you will keep in your heart forever. A big-hearted, brave story filled with keen emotional insight and struggle and utterly beautiful writing.”—Kristan Higgins, author of IF YOU ONLY KNEW
“BOY MOST LIKELY TO is a wild, chaotic, crazy, awesome ride with characters who feel as familiar as home. When I hit the end, I wanted to start over and read it again.”—Trish Doller, author of The Devil You Know & Something Like Normal
“The Boy Most Likely To is a love story you'll fall hard for—utterly irresistible.”—Deb Caletti, author of The Last Forever
“A mesmerizing romance between two young adults, completely lost in opposite ways, who find themselves in each other. I couldn’t put it down.”—Jennifer Echols, author of Such a Rush
Growing up, one of my favorite things to do was take my bike out on summer nights and ride around my small coastal town. I liked to go around dinnertime, so I could look through the windows I passed and envision the lives of the people inside, imagine whole lives based on the glimpses I'd catch.
I'd speculate about the brightly lit dinner tables: were they as comforting, warm, and familiar as a worn, favorite t-shirt, or did they buzz with invisible tension? I'd wonder if the tall, graceful boy playing basketball in the backyard was as at ease with himself as he seemed, if the two girls sitting compatibly on the porch steps were lifelong friends or had only just met or were growing apart but still held together through years of habit.
I can't remember a time when I didn't make up a story about what I saw from far away, even if I was just watching the stars from outside my bedroom window, dreaming that someone I could or would love would be looking at them too.
Every good book, I believe, like most things that challenge and change us, starts with wondering, "What if?" and "Why?" Questions that make us lean forward and whisper, "And what happened then?"Continue Reading