This is a fairly typical YA book about rumors and reputations and bullies. It’s got quite a few slut-shaming incidents and scenes depicting how boys get away with sleeping around but girls never can. It’s not groundbreaking or anything, but it was an enjoyable read.
Alice seems believeably flawed and yet surprising secure for someone her age; she reminds me of a former student with her pencil skirts and her pixie cut hair and raspberry lips. Kelsie, though, she’s the one who breaks my heart because I can totally get where she is coming from. Even knowing what she has done on several occasions is wrong, she is still able to make her peace with it, all for popularity. Too real, too sad.
This was a decent book, but I doubt I’d recommend or reread it. I counted this one as my Popsugar book set in high school. And just FYI, it was definitely not about Ann B. Davis or Alzheimer’s.