Title: The Rules of You and Me
Author: Shana Norris
Release date: June 17, 2013
Genre: Contemporary romance
Age Group: Young Adult
Event organized by: AToMR Tours
Hannah Cohen has always lived her life by a set of carefully constructed rules to maintain the image of perfection. But now, the rules aren't helping control the chaos that is quickly taking over.
Opting out of spending the summer in Paris with her mom, Hannah instead heads to the mountains of North Carolina to stay with her aunt. The Blue Ridge Mountains provide a barrier between Hannah and the rest of the world, a safe haven where her secrets can be forgotten.
When Hannah crosses paths with Jude Westmore, a guy who hangs a different shirt from the tree in his front yard every day, she finds herself breaking out of the comfort of her rules and doing things she had never dared before. As the summer passes, Hannah and Jude grow closer and make up their own rules for dealing with life.
But when the secret Hannah has tried to forget is finally revealed, even the new rules can't save her from possibly losing everything--including Jude.
This young adult romance is a standalone companion novel to Shana Norris's The Boyfriend Thief.
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Most days, Shana Norris still feels like she's stuck at sixteen, which is probably why she enjoys writing about teens. She lives in a small town in eastern North Carolina with her husband and small zoo of pets, which currently includes two dogs, five cats, and five chickens.
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People didn’t just do things for other people without getting something in return. My dad had always taught me to never be indebted to someone. Rule #21: Even the score as soon as possible.
“Do you want money?” I blurted out.
He looked at me, crinkling his nose. “Money?”
I held up a finger to him and then dashed back to my car, reaching in for my purse. I found my checkbook and then walked to my trunk as I opened the little book.
“How much do I owe you?” I asked, clicking my pen.
He raised one eyebrow. “For what?”
I shrugged. “For my changing my tire. Isn’t that how this usually works? There are people out there who get paid to change tires every day.”
He shook his head and opened his door. “You don’t owe me anything. Just doing my good deed for the day.”
“You’ve got to want something.”
“You’ve already said thank you, that’s enough.” He pulled the truck’s driver side door open, which squeaked in protest.
“I’m not looking for a boyfriend,” I said.
He wrinkled his nose. “Neither am I.”
My neck flushed hot. “I mean, I’m not going out with you for changing my tire. Just so you know.”
“That’s a little presumptuous,” he said. “What makes you think I’d want to go out with you?”
I sucked in a breath, stung. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He looked me up and down. “Maybe you’re not my type.”
“Maybe you’re no one’s type,” I snapped back. I realized I sounded like I was five years old, but I was unable to keep my mouth shut. How had I gotten into this argument?
The guy smirked and then climbed into the truck. He turned the ignition and the truck groaned, but didn’t start.
I edged closer to the unpainted truck. There were dents and scratches along the side and the back window was cracked all the way across.
“Let me just pay you,” I said. “You look like you could use the money.”
Now his easygoing expression disappeared, replaced by a deep scowl. “Keep your money,” he snarled at me as he slammed his door shut.
I jumped back, blinking at the sudden change in his demeanor. The truck sputtered to life and the tires squealed as the guy put it into drive and pulled back onto the road, kicking up dirt and rocks toward me. I coughed, watching as he disappeared down the dip in the road. Maybe Natalie was right about hillbillies.