Today I'm taking part in the Passing Notes with Sykosa event! It's kind of a cool thing where the main character from Justin Ordonez's book Sykosa passes a note to my character Sarah Redbird from The Spirit Keeper and then I post her response. It's a fun way to get to know other authors and characters AND there's a chance for you to win $50, a paperback of Sykosa or one of 11 ebooks! The entry form is at the end of this post.
Sykosa has already written her note to Sarah Redbird. Find out what she had to say here. Now, here's Sarah's note back!
Dear Sykosa ~
My boyfriend Adrian and I are super close because of something really bad that happened a few months ago, just like you and Tom. When Adrian first moved to town, my overprotective aunt and uncle freaked out and forbid me—actually forbid me—to have anything to do with him. The reason? Sixteen years old is too young to date. Ha! Little did I know the real reason they didn’t want me to hang out with him was because they suspected his creepy dad Victor of setting the fire that killed my mom and grandparents when I was just eleven. I honestly didn’t know what to believe and started sneaking behind their backs to see Adrian. Me! Miss Goody Two-Shoes, the girl who’d never done anything remotely bad in her entire life! Why does love have to be so complicated? Sigh . . .
But now Adrian and I are a bona fide couple, and everything is cool. Sort of. I’ve got a lot on my plate right now (seriously, I could write a book on how complicated my life is). Katie Cunningham, my number-one nemesis, is the least of my problems right now. And anyway, I have a feeling she’ll get her just deserts in the end. *insert evil laugh*
Possibly even worse than Katie, though, is this little twit named Jasmine Moon. She’s got a thing for Adrian and doesn’t even try to hide it. And her older brother Caleb . . . well, I’m still trying to figure him out. Adrian’s getting a little jealous, but I swear it’s not like that. I just hope he believes me before I end up getting dumped. Now that would suck.