Kiss & Tell
(Sprache: Englisch)
A smart, sexy YA novel about a boy band star, his first breakup, his first rebound, and what it means to be queer in the public eye, from award-winning author Adib Khorram
Hunter never expected to be a boy band star, but, well, here he is. He and his...
Hunter never expected to be a boy band star, but, well, here he is. He and his...
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A smart, sexy YA novel about a boy band star, his first breakup, his first rebound, and what it means to be queer in the public eye, from award-winning author Adib KhorramHunter never expected to be a boy band star, but, well, here he is. He and his band Kiss & Tell are on their first major tour of North America, playing arenas all over the United States and Canada (and getting covered by the gossipy press all over North America as well). Hunter is the only gay member of the band, and he just had a very painful breakup with his first boyfriend-leaked sexts, public heartbreak, and all-and now everyone expects him to play the perfect queer role model for teens.
But Hunter isn't really sure what being the perfect queer kid even means. Does it mean dressing up in whatever The Label tells him to wear for photo shoots and pretending never to have sex? (Unfortunately, yes.) Does it mean finding community among the queer kids at the meet-and-greets after K&T's shows? (Fortunately, yes.) Does it include a new relationship with Kaivan, the star of the band opening for K&T on tour? (He hopes so.) But when The Label finds out about Hunter and Kaivan, it spells trouble-for their relationship, for the perfect gay boy Hunter plays for the cameras, and, most importantly, for Hunter himself.
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Vancouver, BC March 25, 2022
I can hear them out there: the buzz of excitement, the occasional whistle or shout. The electric anticipation, humming against my skin, as 36,000 people wait for us to take the stage.
I used to feel this way before games, too, and that was only a few hundred people at best: parents and grandparents, friends if they re not too busy, siblings if they re not pissed off that day.
But this is the home game to end all home games. This is BC Place. We ve never played a stadium before.
Owen s bouncing on his feet in front of me, rolling his mic back and forth between his hands. I can t see the rest of the guys in the dim blue backstage light, but I m sure they re just as anxious.
The vibration of the audience makes its usual preshow shift, like they can tell we re about to start. Shaz, our stage manager, says something into her radio. The brim of her cap casts her face in shadow.
The preshow video starts, a bass drum beating out a low heartbeat. Slow-motion video of us laughing, singing, goofing off fills the screens on stage, not that we can see them from back here. The audience goes wild, clapping and screaming so loud I can t hear anything else. I pop my in-ear monitors in, make sure they re snug. At the front of the line, Shaz taps Ashton on the shoulder, and we take our places in darkness. Haze condenses against my eyelashes and I blink the moisture away.
Drumsticks click. The guitars kick in, and then the keyboards, for the first chords of Heartbreak Fever. The audience cheers even louder.
I find my mark, a little spot of glow tape, and glance offstage out of habit. Last time we played a show at home, Aidan was watching from the wings, cheering me on. Not this time.
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I stare out into the audience. A constellation of mobile phones and exit signs twinkle through the dark.
I get that urge to vom, but it s swallowed by adrenaline as a spotlight picks up Ashton at center stage. He shakes his hair off his face as the crowd screams. He waves, struts downstage, brings his mic to his mouth and sings.
He ain t got no game
Just a dimple in his chin,
A twinkle in his eye,
A gentle laugh, and then
Stage right, another spotlight picks up Ethan, who gives a cheesy grin. He s trying out a new hairstyle, sort of swoopy, and the stage lights turn his inky black hair almost blue.
He whispers Are you listening?
I wanna see you smile.
He promises a dance but then
He leaves with no goodbye
Ian s next, with his shy smile, hand over his heart; across the stage, Owen jumps as his light finds him, and they sing in harmony.
Oh
I can t shake this feeling,
I just can t believe, no,
I ve just got to sweat it out,
This heartbreak fever
The bridge hits, and my body crackles with electricity. This feeling, at least, is familiar. It s the same thing I used to feel at the starting buzzer, when I knew the puck was mine.
It s euphoria. There s no other word for it.
The spotlight blinds me as I lift my mic and sing.
I m still floating as the last chord of Poutine rings and the lights cut to black. The crowd is still screaming, crying, even throwing a few flowers toward the stage as the lights come up for our last bow, but the barricade is far enough back they can t actually reach us.
No underwear this time, which is a relief, because gross.
We wave and smile and exit stage right, duck between two pieces of scenery (a stylized Lions Gate Bridge an
I stare out into the audience. A constellation of mobile phones and exit signs twinkle through the dark.
I get that urge to vom, but it s swallowed by adrenaline as a spotlight picks up Ashton at center stage. He shakes his hair off his face as the crowd screams. He waves, struts downstage, brings his mic to his mouth and sings.
He ain t got no game
Just a dimple in his chin,
A twinkle in his eye,
A gentle laugh, and then
Stage right, another spotlight picks up Ethan, who gives a cheesy grin. He s trying out a new hairstyle, sort of swoopy, and the stage lights turn his inky black hair almost blue.
He whispers Are you listening?
I wanna see you smile.
He promises a dance but then
He leaves with no goodbye
Ian s next, with his shy smile, hand over his heart; across the stage, Owen jumps as his light finds him, and they sing in harmony.
Oh
I can t shake this feeling,
I just can t believe, no,
I ve just got to sweat it out,
This heartbreak fever
The bridge hits, and my body crackles with electricity. This feeling, at least, is familiar. It s the same thing I used to feel at the starting buzzer, when I knew the puck was mine.
It s euphoria. There s no other word for it.
The spotlight blinds me as I lift my mic and sing.
I m still floating as the last chord of Poutine rings and the lights cut to black. The crowd is still screaming, crying, even throwing a few flowers toward the stage as the lights come up for our last bow, but the barricade is far enough back they can t actually reach us.
No underwear this time, which is a relief, because gross.
We wave and smile and exit stage right, duck between two pieces of scenery (a stylized Lions Gate Bridge an
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Autoren-Porträt von Adib Khorram
Adib Khorram lives in Kansas City, Missouri. When he isn't writing, you can probably find him trying to get his hundred-yard freestyle under a minute, learning to do a Lutz jump, or steeping a cup of oolong. His debut novel, Darius the Great Is Not Okay, earned several awards, including the William C. Morris Debut Award, the Asian/Pacific American Award for Young Adult Literature, and a Boston Globe-Horn Book Honor. He is also the author of Darius the Great Deserves Better and the picture book Seven Special Somethings: A Nowruz Story.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Adib Khorram
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2022, Internationale Ausgabe, 384 Seiten, Maße: 14 x 20,4 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Dial Books
- ISBN-10: 0593463110
- ISBN-13: 9780593463116
- Erscheinungsdatum: 04.05.2022
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
An American Library Association 2023 Rainbow BookBooklist Editors' Choice 2022
2023 Texas TAYSHAS Reading List Selection
Kirkus Best Book of 2022
Khorram does a terrific job of taking readers inside the world of pop music, especially showing the stress involved in celebrity [he] handles these dramatic complexities like a master, and readers will be grateful for his skill. Booklist, starred review
This is a love letter to boy bands [Adib Khorram] effectively encapsulates the ecosystem of celebrity and fandom and cultivates a strong, contemporary social message An absolute bop; Khorram s best yet. Kirkus, starred review
Khorram deftly makes the story work, calling on readers to empathize with Hunter s pride and embarrassment, questions about how he should look and be, and maybe even his belated realization that the band s other members also receive public scrutiny Publishers Weekly, starred review
Readers looking to celebrate their boy-band fandom or add to their boy-meets-boy reading list will revel in everything this novel has to offer this is a thought-provoking pleasure read that hits all the right notes. BCCB, starred review
"Adib has crafted a sparkling, modern fairytale effortlessly woven with yearning, social justice, and sweet but complex friendships bursting with lovely little rays of hope." David Yoon, New York Times bestselling author of Frankly in Love and Super Fake Love Song
"Adib Khorram s Kiss & Tell is a hyperpop blast of queerness that examines the perils of finding your identity under the spotlight of fame, and celebrates the transformative power of the artistic process. I loved it." Abdi Nazemian, author of Stonewall Honor book Like a Love Story
"Perfectly nuanced and deeply relevant, Kiss & Tell is a harmonic blend of humor, romance, and unforgettable voice. An anthemic reminder that queer teens are
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allowed to exist as themselves, on their own terms. This book deserves a standing ovation. Julian Winters, award-winning author of Running with Lions
"For queer readers of every age who ve been made to feel like nothing but a dirty word, Kiss & Tell is a brilliant takedown of exploitations of queerness and the policing of teens, filled with heartache, hilarity, friends-for-life, and stadium-sized queer joy." Tessa Gratton, author of Strange Grace
A pitch-perfect novel about messy loves, big heartbreaks, and defining queerness on your own terms. This one seals it: Adib Khorram couldn't write a book I wouldn't love. Leah Johnson, bestselling and Stonewall Honor winning author of You Should See Me in a Crown and Rise to the Sun
"For queer readers of every age who ve been made to feel like nothing but a dirty word, Kiss & Tell is a brilliant takedown of exploitations of queerness and the policing of teens, filled with heartache, hilarity, friends-for-life, and stadium-sized queer joy." Tessa Gratton, author of Strange Grace
A pitch-perfect novel about messy loves, big heartbreaks, and defining queerness on your own terms. This one seals it: Adib Khorram couldn't write a book I wouldn't love. Leah Johnson, bestselling and Stonewall Honor winning author of You Should See Me in a Crown and Rise to the Sun
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