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First published June 16, 2015
“I’m so sick of it. Those guys think they own this town. They say and do whatever they want. They loogey the freshman boys. They haze the crap out of the new guys. They treat women like objects. They cheat in all their classes, if they even bother to do the work at all.”This was a delightful, refreshingly fun summer read about girl empowerment and female friendship. It deals with the issue of slut shaming and double standards, and is the story of four different girls banding together to get revenge on the macho assholes on a versity football team. It's about girl power, taking control of your own situation, accepting who you are, not allowing one's self to be shamed, and while others might compare it to Jenny Han's Burn for Burn regarding the 4-girls-taking-revenge, I don't believe it's too similar because this book is a lot more lighthearted than that.
“I’m over it,” I say. “I really am. I’m not going to put up with it anymore. I’m going to make them pay. I don’t know how yet, but I’ll figure it out.”
“We,” says Liv. “We are going to make them pay.”
Because life isn’t fair. If it was, my dad wouldn’t have been able to break all the rules and have a perfect life while my mom who did everything right can barely keep it together. And still, she’s the one facing all this judgment, like if she’d only had sex with her husband more or been sweeter or cooked better, it all would have been okay.In small-town America, football rules, and football stars are the king of the school. As in the above quote, they get away with all sorts of bullshit, and four girls from four very different backgrounds are embroiled in their mess.
“I want to remain a virgin until my wedding night. Do you really think I’d lose it in a bathroom? What is wrong with you?! No, you know what, don’t answer that. We’re done here. Get. Out.”Peyton is the shy dancer whose ex-boyfriend is the king of the slut-shamers.
“But how are you going to get home?”
“I’ll figure something out. Just go. Don’t act like you give a shit.”
“I thought you said God doesn’t like it when we swear.”
Wrong. Wrong thing to say.
She fixes him with a glare that could singe your eyebrows. “God makes exceptions for asshats like you.”
The things he said to me last year when I called him crying after the lock-in and told him I was having second thoughts about dance team tryouts replay in my head.Liv is the girl with the slutty reputation...but it's only a reputation because she's not a slut, no matter how she dresses.
They dance like how strippers dance. I can’t believe that’s even something you would want.
I’m just trying to protect you. Women who do stuff like that are one step above whores. I don’t want people thinking about you that way.
But the thing is, I do kind of know why people call me a slut. Nice girls aren’t supposed to wear short skirts or dare everyone to jump in the lake naked because the water is exactly the perfect temperature. And they aren’t supposed to kiss their boyfriends the way I do. I’m energetic. And impulsive. And passionate. But just because I’m all those things doesn’t mean I give my body away like free samples at the perfume counter. I wish I could make people understand that.Her boyfriend on the football team is being forced to dump her because he's dating a "slut."
“I can’t believe they can really do that,” I whisper. They’re horrible, the things he’s saying. That these guys are willing to completely torpedo someone’s life because he’s dating an alleged slut. But even though my heart is breaking for him, it doesn’t excuse what he did to me.And outcast Ana is the one with the biggest secret of all.
The scars I’m hiding are bigger than the ones you get from being called a slut or getting dumped by your loser boyfriend. A silly little revenge plot isn’t going to erase them. But the idea of being united instead of facing the great heaving darkness alone? That feels like it could change everything.I like how this book doesn't just deal with the fact that girls are the ones being pressured...the football team is important to the guys involved...for some of them---many of them, this is their ticket out of a shithole town, and any mistake can ruin a lifetime of dreams.
“What does that even mean? They’re a football team, not the mafia. They can’t force you to do things.”Really, this was such a fun, empowering book. It's so damned nice to read a book where there's no slut shaming, no girl hate, where the relationships between the girls are cute and enjoyable. And may I state again how much I absolutely LOVE a book that deals with issues like slut-shaming in a way that's completely relatable to young women.
“They don’t need to hold a gun to my head to ruin my life.” He paces around the laundry room like it’s a cage. “Football is everything for me. It’s my one chance to get out of here and do something better because you know my parents can’t afford college.”
It’s true. My mom may work two jobs, but Trevor is the kind of poor where you get free lunch at school.
“The Cyrus-Swift Phenomenon. Taylor Swift has had, like, eighteen boyfriends, but everyone still thinks she’s really classy because she’s just so poised and sweet and appropriate-looking. Meanwhile, Miley Cyrus was with the same guy for practically forever, and people are always calling her a slut. And I’m not saying we should be calling T. Swift a slut instead—even if you do date a lot of guys, you don’t deserve that.Forget Jenny Han. Forget Sarah Dessen. Read this book instead.






She has an ass that is 50 percent cottage cheese and 50 percent bacon grease, and every time she wears shorts I throw up in my mouth a little bit. Seriously, whenever I see her eating (which is often), I lose my appetite.
The Cyrus-Swift Phenomenon. Taylor Swift had, like, eighteen boyfriends, but everyone still thinks she’s really classy because she’s so poised and sweet and appropriate-looking. Meanwhile, Miley Cyrus was with the same guy for practically forever, and people are always calling her a slut. And I’m not saying we should be calling T. Swift a slut instead—even if you do date a lot of guys, you don’t deserve that.
"...so far, all [Peyton has] accomplished is turning to the correct page of [her] textbook and reading the first problem of tonight’s geometry homework approximately eighty-seven times.
[Peyton] sigh[s] and begin[s] attempt number eighty-eight.
1. State whether the figure is a line, a ray, or a segment"
"Today, we’re doing these problems where there are all these lines intersecting to make angles, and even though they only give you like two of the angle measurements, you’re supposed to be able to guess all the others."
"Go up to a fat girl and tell her “You’re so beautiful . . . for a fat chick.” Bonus points if she throws her drink on you."
"I want football players to be treated like everybody else, and for the guys at this school to realize that rape culture isn’t something feminists invented so they could have something new to be pissed about, and so many other things I don’t even have words for yet."

"It takes about a second to look at their pictures and know why they made The List. And then another second to feel sick to your stomach that you just snap judged them the way the football team did."
"if you had told me two months ago that the four of us wold be sitting together in this car, i never would have believed you."