Series: Lewis Creek #2
Genres: Young Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Publication date: August 16, 2016
Publisher: Bloomsbury Spark
Format: eARC, 328 pages
How I got it: NetGalley
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As king of baseball in the small town of Lewis Creek, Eric Perry can have any girl he wants and win every game he plays. But when a fight lands him in jail, he’s only got one more strike before his baseball career is over for good. His only chance for redemption? The girl next door, Bri Johnson.
Bri hasn’t talked to Eric in months—for starters, she’s been too busy dealing with her jerk of an ex-boyfriend, not to mention the fact that Eric’s been preoccupied trying to drink every keg in the country dry. But when he needs a way to stay on the team, she proposes a plan: if he helps her out with community service, he can stay on the team. At first it’s a nightmare—Eric and Bri stopped being friends years ago, surely that was for a good reason, right? But as volunteering turns to bonding over old memories of first kisses under the stars, they start to have trouble remembering what pushed them apart.
In a town as small as Lewis Creek, nothing stays secret for long and their friendship and romance might mean bad news. But in this final, tumultuous spring before graduation, Eric and Bri are about to realize that nobody’s perfect alone, but they might just be perfect together.
I received a complimentary copy of this book for review consideration.
This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
My love for Michelle Smith’s writing and this book is so very real, I’m not even sure what to say about it. I suspected it when I read Play On last year, but now I know for sure: I’ll read absolutely anything and everything she publishes. New favorite auto-buy/auto-read author for sure!
Game On was the perfect book at the perfect time for me and I loved absolutely everything about it. The characters were both amazing. The issues they face are so real and the way they face them was honest. The romance was perfectly paced and felt right from the very start. Eric and Bri were both easy to root for – on and off the field. Y’all know friends to more is one of my favorite bookish tropes and that’s exactly what I got here. Except, you know, they had to get past their previous issues and become friends again before they could move forward. I loved that. Neither of them were perfect and the situations they were in weren’t perfect either. I loved how they found each other and helped each other figure things out and move forward.
I’d be looking so forward to Game On that I dropped everything to read it cover to cover in pretty much one sitting. I was so sucked into Eric and Bri’s situations that I found it nearly impossible to stop reading once I started. It was heartwarming and swoony and I ate up all the words. (I highlighted A LOT of quotes… and didn’t even include all of them below. The words were just so … darn good.) It was another one of those books that I read with a giant grin on my face and those are my favorites when I’m in a mood like this. Game On was a great YA contemporary that hit on a lot of issues I think teens can relate to and it did it in a really honest way. I couldn’t have enjoyed it more if I tried.
In Lewis Creek, South Carolina, you either play baseball, worship baseball, or—well, there really is no “or.”
It’s weird, when you get the thing that you wanted the most, the thing you’ve worked your ass off for, and all it does is send you into a spiral of “what the hell did I get myself into.”
Hearts are funny things. They can be bruised and stomped on and torn to shreds, but they recover so easily that it’s deceptive.
The thing about small towns is that you’re whoever these people what you to be. And you’re stuck with that until you get the hell out of dodge.
Stars are amazing. Some nights they shine brightly, showing off their brilliance. Some nights are a little dimmer than others, but you can still see the light. And some nights, they’re hidden by the clouds. But even after all those nights of being hidden, after all those nights of being suffocated by the clouds, they show back up to shine.
No matter how much you hate someone, no matter how much you wish to the heavens that you could just be done with them, if they were once the reason that you smiled, it’s impossible to remind your heart of the atrocities they’ve committed.
My heart doesn’t want to be held. My heart wants to learn to beat on its own for awhile.
I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to lay me back on that couch and kiss me until I couldn’t breathe, until I saw stars, until the sun set and rose again.
“I want to believe in shooting stars and the magic of kisses and—”
Have you read any of Michelle’s books?
Is your love for them as real as mine?