Spotlight on Happy Girl Lucky (The Valentine's #1) (Holly Smale), Excerpt, Plus Giveaway! ~ (US Only)
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Happy Girl Lucky (The Valentine's #1) by Holly Smale.
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Meet Holly Smale!
Holly Smale is the author of Geek Girl, Model Misfit, Picture Perfect and All That Glitters. She was unexpectedly spotted by a top London modelling agency at the age of fifteen and spent the following two years falling over on catwalks, going bright red and breaking things she couldn’t afford to replace. By the time Holly had graduated from Bristol University with a BA in English Literature and an MA in Shakespeare she had given up modelling and set herself on the path to becoming a writer.
Meet Happy Girl Lucky!
Introducing The Valentines – Happy Girl Lucky, the first book in the hilarious new romantic-comedy series by Holly Smale, author of the bestselling and critically acclaimed Geek Girl books.
Fame – it runs in the family!
The Valentine sisters – Hope, Faith and Mercy – have everything: fame, success, money and beauty. But what Hope wants most of all is love, and it doesn’t matter how far she has to go to find it.
Except real life isn't like the movies. Unless of course you're a Valentine . . .
~ Excerpt ~
FADE IN: REGENT’S PARK, LONDON, A SPRING MORNING
HOPE, ﬁfteen, stands with her back to the sunshine, blue silk dress ﬂuttering in the breeze. Her hair glistens, her posture is excellent and you can tell right away that she is the star of this ﬁlm. In front of her is A HANDSOME BOY.
We’ve never met before,
but somehow it feels like we know each other already.
You feel instantly familiar to me too.
(even more entranced) Do you believe in fate, beautiful stranger?
Of course I do. Everything happens for a reason.
Then . . . perhaps you are my reason?
BOY holds out his hand. ‘Teddy Bears’ Picnic’ music starts playing.
This is all happening so BEEP
fast . . .
And yet we’ve waited our whole lives. Now BEEP take my hand and together we will – BEEP BEEP BEEP-BEEP—
Blinking, I stare at the hand reaching towards me. ‘You want toppings on this?’ the BOY continues, yawning through his nostrils. ‘We got chocolate sauce and chocolate sprinkles. Strawberry sauce and nuts, but that’s extra. Or butterscotch sauce or toffee sauce. Chocolate flakes are extra too, so are toffee
pieces and –’
I sigh. He’s getting this script all wrong.
A few seconds ago, I was the romantic heroine poised to run away with my true soulmate – now I appear to be in a meeting with Willy Wonka’s accountant. As usual, I infinitely prefer my version. ‘Yes, please –’ I smile sweetly as the car behind me starts beeping its horn again. ‘Actually . . . never
mind. Plain is just fine.’
‘That’s one pound thirty, then.’
Smiling harder so my dimples show, I hand the money across while gazing over the counter as intensely as possible, using all my advanced actressing skills to communicate complex, award- winning emotions.
The BOY stares back. ‘You’re ten pence short.’ ‘Whoops!’ My eyelashes must have been fluttering
too fast to see properly. ‘Here you go.’
Our fingertips touch lightly and I stare at them, waiting for a flash of light, a few sparkles, maybe a bit of casual levitation. Up close, his fingernails have a thin line of black under each one, there are bright red spots marking his cheeks and his apron has melted chocolate smeared on it. Although I’m actually in black jeans and a neon cropped jumper – and it looks like it’s about to start raining – so reality isn’t exactly doing either of us a favour.
But there’s definitely Potential. I just need to harness this new cinematic direction – fast.
‘So,’ I say as the car horn starts blaring again, ‘what’s your star si—’
‘HOPE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LOOKING FOR A
TOILET! DO YOU HAVE CONSTIPATION OR WHAT? GET IN THE CAR RIGHT NOW OR WE’RE GOING WITHOUT YOU!’
OK, the word toilet is absolutely not going in my big opening scene; I am also editing out constipation immediately.
The BOY’s eyes slide over my shoulder, then widen as he spots the huge luxury car parked behind me.
‘Whoa,’ he says, abruptly waking up. ‘Is that—’ ‘Yep.’ I take a step backwards. ‘Thank you so
much for this ice cream, kind stranger. I shall treasure it forever and ever, until it melts or gets eaten.’
Quickly – while he’s still watching – I take my hair out of its tangled knot and give my black curls a quick, charming shake.
Then I glance adorably back over my shoulder.
I’m afraid I must leave you here, but this moment will be engraved upon my heart for the rest of time.
‘Bye, then!’ I call brightly, waving.
Goodbye, my dream girl. I will never serve ice cream in the same way again.
Ice Cream Boy stares at me for a few seconds with a deep furrow between his eyebrows. ‘Bye?’
I feel an abrupt whoosh of pleasure.
Next time I visit, he’s going to recognise me and ask my name and declare his eternal love for me and everything.
This One is almost definitely The One.
‘HOPE, YOU TOTAL MUPPET!’ my sister
screams helpfully. ‘GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!’
‘Coming!’ I call back.
Then – delighted with how the morning is going
– I skip towards the car with the blue dress I’m not wearing fluttering behind me.
Happy Girl Lucky
By: Holly Smale
Publisher: Harpercollins Children's Books
Release Date: February 2nd, 2021
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