Kiss Me Kill Me by Lauren HendersonKiss Me Kill Me by Lauren Henderson

Kiss Me Kill Me

byLauren Henderson

Paperback | January 13, 2009

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When 16-year-old Scarlett Wakefield transfers from St. Tabby’s to Wakefield Hall Collegiate, she is relieved that no one knows her dark, haunting secret. A few months ago, Scarlett was invited to an elite party with a guest list full of the hottest names in British society, including Dan McAndrew. Before the party, Scarlett had only imagined what it would be like to have her first kiss with Dan, but on the penthouse terrace, Dan leaned in close and she no longer had to wonder. Their kiss was beautiful and perfect and magical, and then . . . Dan McAndrew took his last breath as she held him in her arms. No one knows how or why Dan died, and everyone at St. Tabby’s believes Scarlett had something to do with it. But now that she’s safely hidden away at Wakefield Hall, Scarlett would rather forget that it ever happened. Only she can’t. Especially when she receives an anonymous note that will set her on the path to clearing her name and finding out what really happened to the first and last boy she kissed.


From the Hardcover edition.
Lauren Henderson is the author of several acclaimed “tart noir” mystery novels for adults, as well as the witty romance handbook Jane Austen’s Guide to Dating. She was born and raised in London, England, where she lives with her husband.From the Hardcover edition.
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Title:Kiss Me Kill MeFormat:PaperbackDimensions:272 pages, 8.02 × 5.36 × 0.6 inPublished:January 13, 2009Publisher:Random House Children's BooksLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0385734883

ISBN - 13:9780385734882

Appropriate for ages: 13 - 17

Reviews

Rated 3 out of 5 by from Summer Read Enjoyed the book. The writing style was simple and I finished the book in a day. This book is great for a summer read. Nothing to developed but still decent story line. Reminded me of Gossip Girl but with less drama. Overall the book kept me entertained and I've read it a couple of times. Always keeps me interested for a day or two. My roommate just borrowed it and she enjoyed it as well. Don't expect too much though.
Date published: 2018-03-26
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Dark gossip girl. Lauren Henderson taps into teenage angst to write an interesting thriller.
Date published: 2017-06-06
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Kiss Me - Kill Me Kiss me Kill me was a great book. Overall I found some parts kinda boring. But i would recommend it to anyone who loves reading romance.
Date published: 2009-12-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Loved it! A Great teen murder mystery! I loved this book, it was interesting and full of twidts and turns. It starts out when a girl named Scarlett goes to a party and a boy named Dan McAndrew, her first crush, dies in her arms when she kisses him for the first time. You then follow Scarlet as she transfers to a prep school run by her grandmother to get away from the constant teasing and guilt after Dans death. She is just starting to start a new life at this school when she reasives an anonymous not from someone that tells her that they know she is inoccent. This sends Scarlett on her way to find out what happend the night of the party, and clearing her name. This is a great book for anyone that's in to mystery and loves books full of suspense. The endding will also have you running out to get the sequel.
Date published: 2009-09-13
Rated 2 out of 5 by from It was alright I thought this book was just OK. It was a little boring at parts and took me a while to read becase I was never sucked into it. I will probably read the next one though because I am interested in seeing what will happen with her boy situation.
Date published: 2009-07-11
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Wonderful!<3 A very good book, kept me wanting more. The end was really good, I wish you could learn more, but guessing was the best part. Definately reading the next one right away!
Date published: 2009-06-06
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Really good Hey.. well since no one has written a review and hardly anyone has rated this book i thought it was a good idea to write a review. This book is about an average every-day looking girl named Scarlet. Life's normal.. her and her friends are still popular rejects. But one day that all changes.. One of the popular girls invited Scarlet to a party.. and well.. when the populars ask you to a party.. you go. Main reason she went.. two words.. Dan McAndrews. He's a totally charming popular guy Scarlet sees everyday sitting by the popular fountain. She went to the party to see him.. Lucky her they start talking and everything is going well until........ he dies in her arms.
Date published: 2009-01-24

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On January 1, I made two wishes. I know it's supposed to be resolutions, but the two things I really wanted you can't exactly make happen, like you can with resolutions.I wished to kiss Dan McAndrew. And I wished to have breasts, instead of two flat pancakes on my chest. God, how I hated it when girls would come by and flick their fingers on my back between my shoulder blades and laugh mockingly because there wasn't a bra fastening there, because I didn't need to wear one.(Actually, that's three wishes, isn't it? One kiss plus two breasts equals three, the magic number.)Cut to June, nearly six months later, when I'd pretty much given up hope that I would get either of those things, ever. I had resigned myself to being flat-chested and unkissed for the rest of my life.And then everything happened at once, and my life was changed. Though not, I might add, for the better.Be careful what you wish for.***"Scarlett! Round-off, two back handsprings, back tuck! And keep it tight this time!"I stand at the edge of the floor, bracing myself. I can do this. Ricky's halfway down, at just the right place to give me a spot on the second back handspring if I need it. But if I need it, he'll shout at me afterward.Long and strong, Scarlett, I say to myself. Long and strong.I'm running. Three steps to the round-off. Land and flip, jump up, jump back . . . my hands push the spring-loaded floor and bounce me up, feet land and I'm already jumping off my toes to the second back handspring, reaching away, reaching long . . . yes! No touch in the small of my back, which would be Ricky thinking I needed that tiny bit of help to arch on the second one . . . land on my feet again and use the momentum to rebound up, high in the air. Spot the high bar across the room, which gives me that fixed point I need to focus on for the split second before I tuck and flip myself backward like a ball through the air, thrown by an invisible hand. Land straight, knees not too bent, slightly dizzy, but knowing I made it."Yeah!"Across the room, Alison and Luce, my two best friends, are clapping and whooping. I beam with happiness and look at Ricky for approval."Better. But go a lot longer on the second back handspring" is all he says.That is approval, believe it or not. You don't expect bouquets of flowers from Ricky, no matter how good you are.And then he looks at my chest."Strap those things down, Scarlett, can't you?" he adds. "They're bouncing everywhere--they're getting in your way when you tuck up! Jesus, where did they even come from?"This is embarrassing. It's embarrassing to have Ricky talking about my boobs in front of everyone."Get a sports bra, for God's sake!" Ricky says, waving me away.Like every single other girl here, I used to have a massive crush on Ricky, who's built like a rugby player--wide shoulders, muscles bulging through his tracksuit--with thick blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a really nice smile, which you get to see, on average, once a year. Ricky's incredible grumpiness is the reason my crush faded. And the insults he throws at you. And the fact that he's gay. (No reason you can't have a crush on a gay guy, of course--it just feels increasingly pointless as time goes on.)I move to the side, giving Alison a clear run across the floor. As she starts, I walk around the edge of the gymnasium, back to where Luce is standing."I'm wearing a sports bra already," I say. "I don't know what to do.""Get one of those tops with a built-in thingy," Luce suggests. "You know, the shelf support."I pull my top a little away from my body so she can see."I am," I say hopelessly."Oh."Luce has the ideal build for gymnastics--like a wire. She's small (you shouldn't be over five feet, five inches, that would be too much of you to send spinning through the air) and has no excess fat on her entire frame. Her breasts are pretty little points under her pale blue leotard: Luce can still wear a leotard over footless tights because she's so lean. Most of us gave that up years ago for something a bit less cruel to our curves. She wears her hair in two twisted bunches on either side of her head--a style that's easier for gymnastics, because it keeps her hair out of her way, but it makes her look even more like a little girl. Creepy old men are always giving her weird stares. But Luce is the most stubborn person I've ever met; if I suggested she change her hairstyle, she'd put plastic bobbles on her bunches and walk down the street sucking on a lollipop, just to show me."Maybe you should go to a sports shop and ask," she suggests.I grimace. "They weren't much help when I went to buy the bra," I say.Luce looks helpless. "I'd love to have ones like you," she says. "But I know I never will. My mum's flat as a board. The only time she had any was when she was pregnant with me, and she said she cried for weeks when they went down again.""Better for gymnastics," I say."I s'pose.""Lucy! Scarlett! Stop gossiping! Lucy, you're up!" Ricky yells.I watch Luce precipitate herself into a blur of motion. She flies through the air, her twisted bunches spinning as she goes; in her front handsprings, she's almost perpendicular to the floor for a brief, breathtaking moment. Arms by her ears, legs almost straight out behind her. That's why we call that moment "Supergirl."I think about what Luce said about her mum. If I had a mum, I could ask her about the sports bra thing. Maybe she would take me to the shop and talk to the snotty assistants.From the Hardcover edition.

Editorial Reviews

“Fans of Libba Bray’s books will enjoy this contemporary British murder mystery.”—Booklist