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Lauren Saft holds an MFA from the University of San Francisco and a Bachelor's degree from Tufts University. She's worked in publishing, TV, education, child care, retail, journalism, and food service, all the while closely studying the habits and compulsions of teenage girls. She currently works as a TV producer in Philadelphia where she lives with her cat and creative inspiration, Desi. Her work has been published in Five Quarterly, Rap Up Magazine, and One time, she met the Olsen twins. Those Girls is her debut novel.




Junior year, the suburbs of Philadelphia. Alex, Mollie and Veronica are those girls: they're the best of friends and the party girls of the school. But how well does everybody know them--and really, how well do they know one another? Alex is secretly in love with the boy next door and has joined a band--without telling anyone. Mollie suffers from a popular (and possibly sociopathic) boyfriend, as well as a serious mean streak. And Veronica just wants to be loved--literally, figuratively, physically....she's not particular. Will this be the year that bonds them forever....or tears them apart for good?



"In this debut novel, Saft gives readers a look at the complicated relationships between high school girlfriends. The female characters she crafts are complex."

—School Library Journal


"I read Those Girls the way you accidentally binge-watch a great TV show - I always had to know what happened next. Lauren Saft's debut novel is smart, funny, and raw, and I can't wait for more people to read it so we can talk about it."

New York Times bestselling author Sarah Mlynowski


"Those Girls spills over with secrets, backbiting, and messy, messy love. Saft doesn't back away from the ugly truths and the beautiful complexities of female friendships. She simply tells it exactly like it is."

—Siobhan Vivian, author of The List


Those Girls on GOODREADS.COM



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Kirby Kim

Janklow & Nesbit

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New York, NY 10022

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Hallie Patterson

Little, Brown Books for Young Readers

1290 Avenue of the Americas, New York, NY 10104




      Welcome to YA Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was first organized by author Colleen Houck as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors...and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize--one lucky winner will receive one signed book from each author on the hunt in my team! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online for 72 hours!


      Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are SIX contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the RED TEAM--but there is also a blue team, a gold team, an orange team, a red team, and an indie team for a chance to win a whole different set of signed books!


      If you'd like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.


Directions: Below, you'll notice that I've listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the red team, and then add them up (don't worry, you can use a calculator!).


Entry Form: Once you've added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.


Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian's permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by October 4th, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.


Today, I am hosting Janet Lee Carey on my website for the YA Scavenger Hunt!



      Janet Lee Carey grew up in the bay area under towering redwoods that whispered secrets in the wind. When she was a child she dreamed of becoming a mermaid (this never happened). She also dreamed of becoming a published writer (this did happen). She is now an award-winning author of nine novels for children and teens. Her Wilde Island Chronicles are ALA Best Books for Young Adults. She won the 2005 Mark Twain Award and was finalist for the Washington State Book Award. Janet links each new book with a charitable organization empowering youth to read and reach out. She tours the U.S. and abroad presenting at schools, book festivals and conferences for writers, teachers, and librarians. Janet and her family live near Seattle by a lake where rising morning mist forms into the shape of dragons.



Find out more information by checking out the author website or find more about the author's book here!




      Hidden killer out for royal blood slays the royal heir. The murder is made to look like an accident, but the queen's healer, Uma, and the king’s nephew, Jackrun, sense the darker truth. Together, they must use their combined powers to outwit a secret plot to overthrow the Pendragon throne. But are they strong enough to overcome a murderer aided by prophecy and cloaked in magic?

      Never trust the English, Father said. I could not make promises so easily anymore. I needed to gather information as sure coin to use if I needed it. “I know some warriors in my tribe who would love to have such power.”

      He barked a short, bitter laugh. “You don’t know what you’re saying, Uma.” His feet moved, his arms, his hands. “I have to get back,” he added, glancing toward the castle.

      “And I have firewood to gather,” I said. You are the fox. They are the hounds. You must learn to survive.

      “I’ll give you a hand,” he said. We headed down the hill. Summer stars winked above, a treasury of diamonds. On the beach I slipped off my shoes and felt the sand between my toes as Jackrun rolled up his sleeves, fell to his knees, and dug a hole with his bare hands to bury the dead bird he’d burned. When he was done, he patted the small mound with care as if he were tucking in a child.

      He stood tall again, brushing off his hands. Green dragon scales covered his right forearm, each diamond-shaped scale the size of a coin.

      “I nearly burned Desmond tonight over that,” he said, looking down at his scaly arm. “Not my scales, but my sister’s. He insulted Tabitha. He called her neck scales repulsive. He said it in the middle of the feast, loud enough for everyone to hear. Tabby ran from the table in tears.” He swiped a hand through his hair, a swift, hard pass as a man skins an animal with a sharp blade. “He’s the same callus bastard he’s always been.”

      I tasted the words callus bastard, liking the sound. The callus bastard had shed the blood of my people, the callus bastard whipped me and my father, the callus bastard slobbered on my neck, reached up the front of my dress.

      Jackrun was on the move again, this time walking to the shore. Water hissed up to our feet, touched his boots and my bare toes. I pointed across the sea at the dragon flying under the stars, black as a torn piece of night. It might be Jackrun’s dragon, Babak, or Lord Kahlil. Too far away to tell. Dragons combine earth, wind, and fire in their bodies. They have a power like the sun. Jackrun had this same life force in him.

      “You are the only one who can do what they do with fire.”

      Jackrun’s mouth tightened. He hooked his thumb around the jeweled dagger at his belt.

      “You don’t understand. It’s dangerous. I’m dangerous.”

      “You didn’t harm Prince Desmond tonight,” I said. “You ran outside before you burned him.”

      “He deserved to burn.” His body was rigid. He glared down at me. I kept his gaze.

      “Yes. He does.” Had I spoken the words out loud? For a moment his fire had released me.

      “Uma Quarteney.” Jackrun’s gaze softened. Then he crouched to fill his hands with seawater and rinse his face. Water ran down his cheeks and chin, his wrists and arm scales. He looked calmer when he stood again. “You remind me of someone,” he said. “Someone I lost years ago.”

      I waited for him to explain, taking in his thoughtful mouth, the weight of sorrow around it. But he never told me who he was thinking of. We circled the beach, gathering firewood.





      Jackrun’s eyes fell on my double-belted waist. I’d put on Father’s belt--missing Mother, missing Father, feeling alone on this strange new island full of English—and forgotten to take it off. “If you have been given this power,” I said, “why hide it?”

      Jackrun began pacing the bluff, keeping his path small, as if the grass caged him. “Just give me your promise.”



Excerpt (pgs 64-67)

      Don't forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of signed books by me, Lauren Saft, and more! To enter, you need to know that my favorite number is 6. Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the red team and you'll have all the secret code to enter for the grand prize!


To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author, Lea Nolan!