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I am so excited! I have it pre-ordered to hit my kindle March 6th! Then I'm going to the author signing March 14th! Here are the teasers I've collected so far.
The first 4 chapters
http://www.epicreads.com/blog/restore...
The towel falls off her body.
Onto the floor.
I step back, surprised, taking in the sight of her. My heart is pounding furiously in my chest. I can hardly remember what I was trying to do.
Then she steps forward, stands on tiptoe and reels me in, all warmth and heat and sweetness and I pull her against me, drugged by the feel of her, lost in the smooth expanse of her bare skin. I’m still fully clothed. She’s naked in my arms. And somehow that difference between us only makes this moment more surreal. She’s pushing me back gently, even as she continues to kiss me, even as she searches my body through this fabric and I fall backward onto the bed, gasping.
She climbs on top of me.
And I think I’ve lost my goddamn mind.
“What the hell kind of soap opera did I just walk into here?" He runs a hand through his hair and says, "Why am I always getting involved in other people's personal shit? Why can't I just mind my own business? Why can't I just keep my mouth shut?"
"You know," I say to him, tilting my head slightly, "I've always wondered the same thing."
"Shut up."
I smile, big. Lightbulb bright.
Kenji's eyes widen, surprised, and he laughs. He nods at my face and says, "Aw, you've got dimples. I didn't know that. That's cute."
"Shut up." I frown. "Go away."
Kenji is looking down at me, stunned.
"What in the fresh hell are you doing on the ground? Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
And then, "Wait-were you crying?"
I close my eyes, pray to die.
"What's going on?" His voice is suddenly closer than it was before, and I realize he must be crouching next to me. "What's wrong with you, man?"
"I can't breathe," I whisper.
"What do you mean, you can't breathe? Did she shoot you again?"
That reminder spears straight through me. Fresh, searing pain.
God I hate him so much.
“C’mon, buddy,” Kent says to him. “Maybe we should give Warner some privacy.”
James will not be convinced. He peers into my face. “Were you CRYING?”
“Why do you ask so many questions?”
“What happened to your hair?”
I look up at Kent, astounded. “Will you please retrieve him?”
Finally, reluctantly, he sighs. “You said you had questions for me.
“Yeah, first question: Why are you such a dick?”
Warner stands up. “Sweetheart,” he says quietly, “I hope you will forgive me for what I’m about to do to his face.”
—Warner & Kenji
The first 4 chapters
http://www.epicreads.com/blog/restore...
The towel falls off her body.
Onto the floor.
I step back, surprised, taking in the sight of her. My heart is pounding furiously in my chest. I can hardly remember what I was trying to do.
Then she steps forward, stands on tiptoe and reels me in, all warmth and heat and sweetness and I pull her against me, drugged by the feel of her, lost in the smooth expanse of her bare skin. I’m still fully clothed. She’s naked in my arms. And somehow that difference between us only makes this moment more surreal. She’s pushing me back gently, even as she continues to kiss me, even as she searches my body through this fabric and I fall backward onto the bed, gasping.
She climbs on top of me.
And I think I’ve lost my goddamn mind.
“What the hell kind of soap opera did I just walk into here?" He runs a hand through his hair and says, "Why am I always getting involved in other people's personal shit? Why can't I just mind my own business? Why can't I just keep my mouth shut?"
"You know," I say to him, tilting my head slightly, "I've always wondered the same thing."
"Shut up."
I smile, big. Lightbulb bright.
Kenji's eyes widen, surprised, and he laughs. He nods at my face and says, "Aw, you've got dimples. I didn't know that. That's cute."
"Shut up." I frown. "Go away."
Kenji is looking down at me, stunned.
"What in the fresh hell are you doing on the ground? Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
And then, "Wait-were you crying?"
I close my eyes, pray to die.
"What's going on?" His voice is suddenly closer than it was before, and I realize he must be crouching next to me. "What's wrong with you, man?"
"I can't breathe," I whisper.
"What do you mean, you can't breathe? Did she shoot you again?"
That reminder spears straight through me. Fresh, searing pain.
God I hate him so much.
“C’mon, buddy,” Kent says to him. “Maybe we should give Warner some privacy.”
James will not be convinced. He peers into my face. “Were you CRYING?”
“Why do you ask so many questions?”
“What happened to your hair?”
I look up at Kent, astounded. “Will you please retrieve him?”
Finally, reluctantly, he sighs. “You said you had questions for me.
“Yeah, first question: Why are you such a dick?”
Warner stands up. “Sweetheart,” he says quietly, “I hope you will forgive me for what I’m about to do to his face.”
—Warner & Kenji
Juliette Ferrars thought she'd won. She took over Sector 45, was named the new Supreme Commander, and now has Warner by her side. But she's still the girl with the ability to kill with a single touch—and now she's got the whole world in the palm of her hand. When tragedy hits, who will she become? Will she be able to control the power she wields and use it for good?