Published: April 14, 2015
Dakota McCloud has just been accepted into a prestigious art school. Soon she'll leave behind the artists' colony where she grew up―hippie dad, tofu since birth, yurt―and join her boyfriend and best friend on the East Coast. It was the plan…until Dakota finds out her boyfriend and best friend hooked up behind her back.
Hurt and viciously betrayed, Dakota pours out her heart on a piece of paper, places it in a bottle, and hurls it into the ocean. But it doesn't quite go where she expects…
Jack Sauvage finds the bottle washed up on the shore and responds to Dakota's letter. Except what if his straight-laced life doesn’t jive with the free-spirited girl he’s only seen from afar? As Jack creates a persona he believes she’ll love, they slowly fall for each other with each new letter. Now Jack is trying to find a way to make this delicate, on-paper romance happen in real life…without revealing his deception.
Turn out that whole message in a bottle thing really does work. Who’d of thought that message stuffed in the bottle like sardines in a can could actually return to you with hope and promises and dreams written in the handwriting of another. Especially written in the handwriting of a boy called Jack. Jack of all trades? More like Jack who needs some independence. Jack who needs to grow a back bone. Jack whose super sweet. Jack who is really adorable. Jack who may not be my book boyfriend but is for sure my friend. Although, he does have a bit of a problem with just being himself. He’s so awkward it’s adorable.
After Dakota finds out through email (like it wasn’t already bad enough) that her boyfriend is cheating on her with her best friend, she’s basically doubting her personal ability and her own self-worth. On a whim (after tears and anger and betrayal) she writes a letter and throws it into the ocean. Jack, being all creepy, followed her to the beach and picked up the bottle after she was gone. And wrote back. As a different person. A person he thinks she’ll like. Then they meet in real life. And she doesn’t know that he is the one who’s been writing the letters because in real life she meets him as his real self. With is rather rad backup team. His wingmen.
Overall, I seriously am in love with the music community with people who live in tents. It’s all so enticing. Is it worth reading? Yes. Because a message in a bottle says it all.