Four girls, one year. One hell of a time. Christie’s moved away, and Alysha’s hanging out with the shiny people. Lexi doesn’t know whether to hang with her old friends or follow Alysha. But Jack Moxham’s in the cool group and he seems to like Lexi. Will Lexi fit in or be Lexi the Loser forever? High school is shaping up to be hell.
The older I get, the more I realise how little social interactions change. The main characters of this book may be twelve years old but these friend issues pop up all the time in our early years, our adolescence and our adulthood. Friends grow up and apart, develop friendships with people that have more in common with them than simply growing up with one another and there will always be a heinous girl that makes you feel small (but want to impress her all the same.)
Costain has created a book here that is universal to the girl experience. Petty revenge, unabashed and somewhat shameless attempts to impress and crushing on a guy because he has awesome hair. Some parts made me cringe because I have thought and done some of the same things. Costain gets the voice right, she doesn't try and mimic what she hears from kids these days. Lexi is painted as someone who does the wrong things, knowing fully that it isn't nice but not really pinpointing why she does them anyway. Sound like high school to you?
While I am definitely not the target audience, I enjoyed some of the memories that emerged from reading this novel. The choreographing of dance moves to the latest songs, discussing pros and cons to hairstyles and the need to dress similarly. There is a great little subplot about Lexi’s parent’s relationship issues and how that impacts her dealings with her friends also. This series leaves us on a cliff-hanger and I can’t help but wonder what is going to happen next. A great fun read with a nice message.
Lexi is beginning high school in some unknown part of Australia (never made clear if it's Year 7 or 8). She's separated from one of her best friends, and the other one desperately wants to be one of the shiny people. You can fill the rest in . . .