I Heart Bikinis: He's With Me | this is POINT books

by Tamara Summers

Date Published: May 2007
Pages: 224

Description

Lexie has always had a crush on Jake, her brother Colin's best friend. But she knows Jake thinks of her like a sister, and has never made a move. But when beautiful alpha girl Bree McKennis sets her sights on Jake, he has to come up with a plan to turn her down...without incurring the wrath of the most popular girl in school. That's when Colin comes up with the plan: Lexie can pretend to be Jake's girlfriend. But Lexie has never had a real boyfriend, let alone a pretend one! Can she manage to convince Jake that they're meant to be...and avoid getting killed by Bree McKennis?

Sneak Peek

"Lexie Willis hated bikinis. At fourteen, she already had too many curves in too many places, and she didn’t like people staring at her. Putting on a bikini made her feel like Janet Jackson at the Super Bowl even when she was just standing alone in a Macy’s dressing room. So why was there a bikini in the box in her bed?"

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I Heart Bikinis: He's With Me

Lexie Willis hated bikinis.

At fourteen, she already had too many curves in too many places, and she didn’t like people staring at her. Putting on a bikini made her feel like Janet Jackson at the Super Bowl even when she was just standing alone in a Macy’s dressing room.

So why was there a bikini in the box in her bed?

The box looked like a present. It had shiny gold foil wrapping paper and a cheerful bright green bow, as if to trick her into thinking, Hey, there’s something fun! and exciting! in here! There was even a little card on top that read: FOR LEXIE! IT’S GOING TO BE A GREAT SUMMER! In her mother’s perky, exclamation-point-happy handwriting.

But inside the box was this wine-red monstrosity. Lexie didn’t even pull it out all the way before she realized what it was and stuffed the pieces back in, hiding them under the folds of white tissue paper.

Seriously, Mom? Seriously?

The other box was even more mysterious. She could tell from its large, long, flat shape that it wasn’t a book or an Amazon gift certificate, which was disappointing right up front. But she was hoping for a new sundress, perhaps – maybe one she could wear over the bikini. And never take off.

Instead, it was a tennis racket.

Lexie didn’t play tennis. She had never played tennis in her life.

This was very ominous.

Lexie was standing next to her bed, examining the tennis racket, when her mother appeared in the doorway.

“Isn’t it great?” Mrs. Willis said happily. “I made sure your father got the best one. Is it light enough for you?”

“Um,” Lexie said. Her twin brother, Colin, followed Mrs. Willis into the room and slouched against the doorframe. He didn’t look any happier than she was. Maybe he’d gotten some sinister, inappropriate presents, too.

Lexie’s mom sat down on the bed and pulled the bikini out of the box, laying it out flat on the comforter. It wasn’t as bad as Lexie had thought – not as skimpy as the little white bikinis Bree McKennis always wore, for instance. And it was her favorite color. But still. There was no way she was wearing that.

“Colin, are you as confused as I am?” Lexie asked. “Does Mom think the Holy Spirit of Athletic Daughters Everywhere has finally arrived to possess me?”