This book started off very good and had a lot of potential but by chapter three I was over it. The writing, especially the dialogue, is so incredibly forced it calls to question whether the author has ever actually met a teenager much less been one herself. The plot had potential but McGarry gives it such little depth and populates it with such formulaic characters that it quickly becomes trite. I tried on two separate occasions but I could never bring myself to read past page 50.