Santana and Parker couldn’t be more different. She’s a punk rock artist who wears her heart on her sleeve, and he’s a preppy know-it-all jock who has never worked a day in his life. They shouldn’t work. They couldn’t. So why does he keep looking at her like that... and why does Santana suddenly not want summer to end? 🌴☀️❤️ Excited to be on submission with a story that lets its Latina FMC be an ordinary teenager who is messy and confused and not quite sure what the future might hold for her (or her tío’s beloved record shop). This novel highlights Chicano history, art, and joy—not to mention the killer playlist that goes along with it. If this is something you’d be interested in reading, please like, comment, share and repost so the right people see it. Can’t wait to share more about these two over the next few weeks…what do you want to know? A huge thank you to @roeve for the beautiful art and @andiesmithbooks for believing in this story.