Book Promo - North Pole High

Title: North Pole High: A Rebel Without a Claus

Author: Candace Jane Kringle

Pages: 302

Published: October 2, 2012

Book Blurb:

Meet sixteen-year-old Candycane Claus. She's the most popular girl at North Pole High. Her father is world-famous. And every day is Christmas. What more could any girl want?

BOYS! And the new boy, Rudy Tutti, is hot chocolate. But he hates anything to do with Christmas!

When Candy and Rudy are forced to work together on a school Christmas-tree project, her world is turned upside down: Her grades start to suffer, she loses her taste for ice cream, and now the two North-Star-cross'd teens must contend with her overprotective father — Santa Claus — before Christmas is ruined for EVERYONE!

About the Author:

Candace Jane Kringle is a junior at North Pole High. She likes candy canes, unicorn races, and making snow angels. Her father is the most well-known and beloved toymaker and distributor in the world. Her memoir, North Pole High: A Rebel Without a Claus, is her first book. After high school, she plans to enroll at North Pole University and write more books, maybe even some fiction. :)

Links:

Web Site: http://www.northpolehigh.com/

Facebook: http://facebook.com/NorthPoleHigh

Twitter: http://twitter.com/CandycaneClaus

Goodreads: http://goodreads.com/CandycaneClaus

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/NorthPoleHigh

Amazon Links:

Kindle edition (US): http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009I3ZEEM/

Paperback (US): http://www.amazon.com/dp/0615681913/

Kindle edition (UK): http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B009I3ZEEM/

Paperback (UK): http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/0615681913/

BOOK EXCERPT

I drew him down in the snow with me. “You know what I want to do now?”

He shook his head and asked with a cheesy grin, “What do you want to do now?”

“I want to make… snow angels!” I shoved him onto his back so we were side by side. Our inside hands latched together. We flapped our arms and legs, laughing hysterically as we cut angelic impressions deep into the powder.

I couldn’t believe this was the same Rudy Tutti who’d shown up a few months ago so closed-off and detached, hating the winsome allure of his new surroundings, now giving in so completely to the silly whims of the dorkiest little girl at North Pole High.

I was still in stitches when he stopped flapping and rolled onto his side so he could kiss me again. My breaths came faster and shorter as his kisses intensified. I groped his tight chest with my free hand, then walked my fingers down his outside arm to pull him on top of me.

The entire weight of his body pressed down on me. I maneuvered his arms and legs, rhythmically, in sync with mine, as our two angels became one, and kissed him so hard I thought I might break his teeth. Our kisses became sloppy. We moved up and down against each other, our arms and legs swinging furiously, faster, until a liberating breeze washed over us and all at once we were lighter than air!

Literally.

As in no longer on the ground.

“Rudy, what’s happening to us?”

“How should I know?”

“Hang on, kids.” The voice came from somewhere else. From behind my head, beneath the frosted wings beating hypnotically around us as we soared through the glowing aurora.

Our Snow Angel had come to life!