My rating: 3 of 5 stars
This book was clearly written for another target than me. While I enjoyed the writing and reminisced in the crazyness of teenage hormones, it just struck me as cringe worthy at times. Not in the bad way, but in the no-no-no-stop-doing-that-I-cannot-bear-to-read way.
Like, the second hand embarrassment was strong with this one.
Then there’s the whole kissing your step brother thing. I don’t have a step brother, but whenever this occurs in books, I have to ignore it and pretend it’s simply a very loved exchange student/squatter. Otherwise I find it a bit iffy. Not wrong, because there’s no blood relations. Just… Iffy.
With that said, this is the kind of book that I could imagine my younger sister reading. The author captures the faux maturity of teenage hormones pretty well, and I think if I’d been younger, I would have been all over this book.
Recommended for: Anyone who want a look into the mind of a young teen. Confusion and all.