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352 pages, ebook
First published June 17, 2014
"If you were the one dating him and she was the one who couldn’t stop thinking about him, you’d want her to stay away, right?”According to this book: boys >>>>>>> friendship.
I wince. “Yeah. Yeah, I would.” But Luke and I are supposed to be together, I want to say. So it’s different. Isn’t it?
Nothing you can say can tear me away from my guyI read a lot of bad books. Please believe when I say that this book has the dubious honor of being one of the worst YA contemporary romances I have ever read. You know the saying, "bros before hos," and "sisters before misters" meaning, value your same-sex friends before all else, don't let a boyfriend or a girlfriend come between the way of genuine friendship?
Nothing you can do 'cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy
I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter
Like birds of a feather we stick together
I'm telling you from the start, I can't be torn apart from my guy
A girl who is obviously determined to redefine white trash.Where a girl is shamed for having a curvy body. Where dressing provocatively is to risk being humiliated.
And she is wearing tighter-than-tight cutoff denim shorts, cowboy boots, and a shirt that says, I kid you not, Dixie Pride. In rhinestones.
“She looks like such a skank. Everyone is talking about it.."The word slut is a word I hate, the use of sexuality as a derogatory term is a fucking stupid trend in YA novels that should be discouraged. I absolutely hated this book's plot and main character, and the rampant shaming of sexuality within this book does it no further credit.
“Whatever,” says Amanda Bell. “You’re still a skank.”The Summary:
“Ho-bag,” says Hot Pink.
“So, what do we do now?”You wouldn't know it, but Megan and our main character, Claire, are best friends. Megan is the stunning, super-popular (albeit slutty-looking) Queen Bee...
“Have the catfight of the century?”
“Ha-ha.”
“How does this always happen to us?”
You call dibs on everything in boxer shorts.
Amberly’s wearing the regulation uniform like everyone else, but it just looks different on her. Like it’s a stripper costume.Who has long ago initiated lowly, gawky Claire into her super-secret-special-society.
She clasps her hands in front of her and smiles. “CJ, we want you to be a member of the Crown Society.”And Claire is, like, SOOOOOOOOOO grateful. Thanks to the beautiful Megan, she is now one of the popular girls. Megan is not only her best friend, she is her closest confidance. Megan knows Claire's secrets. She knows about Claire's mother's secret depression, Megan understands Claire. I mean, they made a PACT together.
Pact #1: We will be best friends forever (sealed with a pinky swear in seventh grade).So how long does that pact last? All of 5 minutes after Claire falls into insta-love with dreamy newcomer Luke.
I’m momentarily startled by his eyes. They’re blue and dreamy and everything, but there’s something else, something shuttered, and that’s the part I find myself strangely drawn to. If my life were one of those paranormal romances, he would be the guy that turns out to be a were-manatee or whatever.Ah, yes, the irresistible were-manatee.
I’m dying to scream, Back off. I saw him first!They're at war, an undeclared war where Claire can't even hug Megan without thinking about Luke.
I want to hug Megan right here in the middle of the cafeteria, but that would be weird. Plus, she might take the hug as permission to go after Luke, which I am so not giving her.Everything Luke does has sooooooooo much more meaning when he does it with her instead of Megan.
Her story sounds similar to when Luke was comforting me. But...she must have misinterpreted what he did. I know what it was like with Luke on that porch. I’m positive he wanted me.Instead of comforting Megan when her newfound relationship with Luke is starting to fall apart...
As I slip downstairs I feel shocked and sad for my best friend like I’m supposed to, but buried underneath that, I feel the tiniest flicker of hope.When it looks like Luke is talking shit about Megan behind her back how does Claire feel?
He laughs. “Megan’s not exactly the brightest crayon in the box.”And when she gets the chance, will Megan stab her best friend in the back?
She’s not dumb, and I actually hate when people say things like that, but I let it slide because I’m relieved he doesn’t seem to be harboring any feelings for her.
Perfect enough to backstab your best friend over? a tiny voice inside me asks.Oh, you fucking bet.
I shake that thought away. I saw him first. We were supposed to be together all along.
Britney alternates her little dance moves with a glare that is either self-conscious or angry. Hip shake. Glare. Shimmy. Glare. Amberly dances with so much hip action I’m worried a teacher will come over. Megan looks beyond cool. She flings her long blond hair around, and throws her hands in the air, and laughs with her head thrown back as she sings along to the music.I was laughing my ass off at the initiation of Claire in the CROWN SOCIETY because it is just so fucking dumb. Even for a bunch of teenagers, that is. If this book intends to parody Mean Girls, it fails. I'm supposed to laugh WITH the book, not AT it.
“We need to talk to you,” says the blond one, who is obviously their leader.Claire-ly A Bitch:
“Yeah,” says Amanda Bell, clearly angling to be second-in-command. “You just need to know that everyone hates you.”
The blonde cuts in. “Because you’re a slut. Amberly used to be the school slut, but now it’s you.”
I don’t like the way it makes me feel about myself to think about it, so I try to push those thoughts away.Meet your main character! Isn't she fucking awesome?
She’s fiercely loyal. She’s fun. She’s hilarious. She’s completely honest about the things she loves and the things that terrify her.And therefore it is completely idiotic to give me a main character who is so willing and able to stab a friend in the back for the sake of insta-love.
“No.” This time I look him right in his kind brown eyes. “I mean, that’s why I kissed you. I kissed all four of you guys to get back at him.”I get it. Teenagers are not perfect, they do dumb things. It's when the number of stupidity seems infinite that I lose patience, and that's what this book does for me. There is simply no end to the number of dumb fucking things that Claire does.
Sam isn’t supposed to do stuff like go for drives. He’s supposed to be asexual like aphids or those lizards we learned about in bio.And the hot new dude, the well-traveled Luke, Luke, who woos Claire with romantic stories of ALL THE THINGS.
And we’ll end in Paris, because you have to end in Paris, and I’ll take you to the best macaron shop, and we’ll have a macaron feast for breakfast while we sit on the Pont des Arcs and watch the sunrise.”Was I ever so fickle and easily bought when I was a teenaged girl? Nope. Nope. Claire is just fucking starry-eyed and dumb as fuck.
Luke. Wants to go to Europe. With me. And do all that romantic stuff he just said.
“A couple of times when it was just guys hanging out, he said stuff about Megan. Like, he makes fun of the stupid stuff she does. And he called her dumb.”Fuck you a thousand times. Die in the fire of a thousand tons of dried hyena feces.
“Really?” I can’t help smiling a little.
“Okay, I didn’t say that so you’d get excited. I said it so you’d realize maybe he isn’t the nicest guy.”
“Well, maybe he would be a good boyfriend. He just needs the right girl. Luke’s smart. He needs a smart girl to match him.”


"Finding a guy to kiss in this town is next to impossible."
"First of all, I have to find a guy who isn't secretly pining over Megan McQueen, the most popular girl in school and my best friend. And second of all, I live in Pine Bluff. Which would be find if I wanted to kiss guys who chew tobacco and wear flannel. But I don't."
"He's a complete tool, and I never would have let him kiss me had I not been under extreme emotional duress at the time of said kiss."

