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294 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 14, 2014
"I never thought I would fall.
Not like this.
Not so hard."

"I'd been fucked ever since the big revelation. Now my life was like a Greek tragedy. Or a comedy, if I was being totally serious. There were a lot of people who had enjoyed this fall--my fall--because it was nice to see someone lose everything."


"January Cooper. One unsolvable problem.
And Sam Cutlass. One fucking life-shattering tragedy.
Side by side. Wrapped up in my brain like a fucked-up little paradox."








One formerly rich bitch with a closet full of gorgeous clothing, a father headed for prison for a long time, a mother who wouldn’t speak to her for legal reasons, and a growing crowd of ex-friends who wouldn’t speak to her for personal reasons.
January might have been a brat, but she wasn’t fake.
If anything, she might have been a little bit too honest.









“January Cooper. Remember her? She used to be beautiful. You used to want to know her. You used to think she had the loveliest life. Remember that, people?
Yes. Of course they remembered that. That was why they avoided me and ignored me. Because with my lovely life and my perfect parents and my stable full of horses, I had been an unforgiving bitch.
I never thought I would fall.
Not like this.
Not so hard.
Not in a way that every person I had written off and wronged could exact their revenge—and everyone else, people who didn’t know me but hated me anyways could feel like they got theirs too.”
“People hated me before. Now they could make fun of me.
It was going to be hell.
I’d thrown loads of nice parties, given lots of expensive gifts, and when it came down to it, I didn’t have anyone to call who I trusted. I didn’t really believe anybody liked anything about me except for the fact that my dad had a lot of money.
And now the only thing I ever had to offer was gone and I was screwed.”
“I'm surprised you just didn't check into a hotel. I thought you said you would rather spend a night in Guantanamo Bay than sleep in the same room as me again."
"Let's not exaggerate.”
“I'm not. That's what you said.”
"Mm...you've always had a terrible memory, Katelyn. Like the time you completely forgot that I was dating the guy you were sleeping with.”
“I'm working on my thesis," they both said.
"Neither of you are writing a thesis."
"It's on anthropology," Katelyn said. "I just decided."
"Wow. All of anthropology. That's ambitious. Crazy that every time I see you, you're watching cartoons,”
“You know what? Let's just be quiet. Totally silent."
I smirked. "That could be dangerous. I might be totally in love with you by the time we get to the airport, and then you'll start talking and break my heart all over again."
He turned and looked at me. "Well, I'd hate to see that happen."
"Not as much as I would."
"How about being quiet?"
"Yeah, sure. You take the lead.”