Talking to other people isn't Kate Bailey's favorite activity. She'd much rather be out on the lake, soaking up the solitude and sunshine. So when her best friend, Alana, convinces Kate to join their high school's podcast, Kate is not expecting to be chosen as the host. Now she'll have to answer calls and give advice on the air? Impossible.
But to Kate's surprise, she turns out to be pretty good at the hosting gig. Then the podcast gets in a call from an anonymous guy, asking for advice about his unnamed crush. Kate is pretty sure that the caller is gorgeous Diego Martinez, and even surer that the girl in question is Alana. Kate is excited for her friend . . . until Kate herself starts to develop feelings for Diego. Suddenly, Kate finds that while doling out wisdom to others may be easy, asking for help is tougher than it looks, and following your own advice is even harder.
Kasie West's adorable story of secrets, love, and friendship is sure to win over hearts everywhere.
|Product dimensions:||5.40(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.80(d)|
|Age Range:||12 - 18 Years|
About the Author
Kasie West is the author of several YA novels, including The Fill-in Boyfriend, P.S. I Like You, Lucky in Love, and Listen to Your Heart. Her books have been named as ALA Quick Picks for Reluctant Readers and as YALSA Best Books for Young Adults. Kasie lives in Fresno, California, with her family, and you can visit her online at kasiewest.com.
Read an Excerpt
"Hello, podcast listeners. We're your hosts, Victoria and Kat. Welcome to Not My Problem. Have you heard that phrase before? Have you tried to share your angst and woes with friends and they responded with their version of 'it's not my problem'? Well, people, for the next thirty minutes, we are going to make your problems our problems."
It was now my job to read the disclaimer. I leaned forward and my mouth hit the mic with a thump. "Oops."
"It's okay, we'll fix it later," Ms. Lyon said. "Keep going."
I backed off the mic slightly. "Actually, my name is Kate." That needed to be clear from the start. "And as a side note, we are not professionals." My hands were trembling as I read off the notecard we'd prepared with Ms. Lyon. "Whatever views we express today are our own opinions."
Yep, the lump in my throat absolutely made me sound like a frog.
Now was the time in the show when our first phone call was supposed to be waiting for us. Both Victoria and I looked at the board on the other side of the glass. It was ominously free of blinking lights. Mallory, at the phones, shook her head and shrugged her shoulders.
"We'll edit out the silence," Ms. Lyon said into our headphones. This was one of the benefits of a podcast, she'd told us in class last week -- editing.
"Before we'd ask any of you to share your problems with us, however," Victoria was saying smoothly, "what kind of hosts would we be if we didn't participate? Right, Kat?"
"Kate. Okay. Lay it on our audience. What is the biggest thing you're struggling with right now?"
I swallowed hard. "Right now?"
"Um . . . having to host a podcast when I don't like people very much."