★★★/★★★★★
Funny. Cute. Sweet.
Stephanie Perkins did it again. Lola and The Boy Next Door gives us yet another cute romance between Lola and Cricket and a day or two, okay, maybe a week of not getting over them. The story is basically about Lola and The Boys Next Door (tsk!) and you know what happens next.
I liked the book but I can't say that I liked it more than Anna and The French Kiss. I think Anna and St. Clair will always be my favorites.
Anyhoo, it's a girl-falls-in-love-again-after-seeing-her-childhood-friend story that will leave you swooning over Cricket. Oh.
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“Once upon a time, there was a girl who talked to the moon. And she was
mysterious and she was perfect, in that way that girls who talk to moons
are. In the house next door, there lived a boy. And the boy watched the
girl grow more and more perfect, more and more beautiful with each
passing year. He watched her watch the moon. And he began to wonder if
the moon would help him unravel the mystery of the beautiful girl. So
the boy looked into the sky. But he couldn't concentrate on the moon. He
was too distracted by the stars. And it didn't matter how many songs or
poems had already been written about them, because whenever he thought
about the girl, the stars shone brighter. As if she were the one keeping
them illuminated.
One day, the boy had to move away. He couldn't bring the girl with him, so he brought the stars. When he'd look out his window at night, he would start with one. One star. And the boy would make a wish on it, and the wish would be her name.
At the sound of her name, a second star would appear. And then he'd wish her name again, and the stars would double into four. And four became eight, and eight became sixteen, and so on, in the greatest mathematical equation the universe had ever seen. And by the time an hour had passed, the sky would be filled with so many stars that it would wake the neighbors. People wondered who'd turned on the floodlights.
The boy did. By thinking about the girl.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Lola and the Boy Next Door
One day, the boy had to move away. He couldn't bring the girl with him, so he brought the stars. When he'd look out his window at night, he would start with one. One star. And the boy would make a wish on it, and the wish would be her name.
At the sound of her name, a second star would appear. And then he'd wish her name again, and the stars would double into four. And four became eight, and eight became sixteen, and so on, in the greatest mathematical equation the universe had ever seen. And by the time an hour had passed, the sky would be filled with so many stars that it would wake the neighbors. People wondered who'd turned on the floodlights.
The boy did. By thinking about the girl.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Lola and the Boy Next Door
