Synopsis from Goodreads.
Seventeen-year-old Rachel Hill is the girl most likely to succeed. And the girl most likely to have everything under control . . . that is, until her dad invites Nick McGowan, the cutest boy at school, to live with them. Rachel worries that this could only be a recipe for disaster, but her best friend Zoe thinks it’s the perfect opportunity for lurve. Sparks start to fly for all the wrong reasons. Nick finds Rachel spoiled and uptight and Rachel dismisses Nick as lazy and directionless. But a secret from Nick’s past draws them together and makes the year Nick McGowan came to stay one that Rachel will never forget
So this book was unexpected.
Not that I didn’t think I was going to enjoy it because I’ve read three wonderful reviews from three of my favourite reviewers. I knew I was going to enjoy it. I mean, Maggie mentioned Patrick Verona.
And it is a universal truth that if you liken something to Patrick Verona, I will be all over it like… well, Kat Stratford over an angry teenage girl band or Patrick Verona and a duck’s head.
Sorry, I felt I just need to mention him one more time to get it out of my system.
When I say it was unexpected it was because I was kind of expecting it to be a bit more fluffy than it was. And I mean fluffy in a good way. The book equivalent of getting in out of the cold and putting slipper socks on. That kind of fluffy. But it wasn’t really. I wouldn’t necessarily say it was a dark book as such, although there is an interesting twist-that-isn’t-really-a-twist that gets revealed at the end. But there’s a lot more to it than girl-meets-bad-boy-tries-to-change-him.
This is a kissing book without the kissing.
Or it’s a kissing book where the kisses are a bit awkward and teeth clack together and the characters wipe their mouth afterwards when they think the other isn’t looking. Which, usually, is exactly the kind of book I love to read. I love it when authors don’t take themselves seriously and act like every kiss their teen character has is the be all and end all and it’s the most romantic kiss in the entire world.
But just this once, I was in the mood to read a proper kissing book. I’ve been dead busy and run down and floundering in a reading slump recently and I just wanted a book where a girl kisses a boy and shenanigans and misunderstandings ensue but then there’s more snogging at the end.
It’s my own fault really. I probably should have just read Chain Reaction again. My brain was craving mush and unfortunately for me (but, I must point out, fortunately for Ms Sparrow) this book was anything but mush.
Don’t get me wrong, I did really enjoy this book and there was a few times I sniggered into my scarf on the train, but I didn’t love it as much as I wanted to or I thought I would.
I will definitely be keeping an eye on what else Ms Sparrow reads because she’s extremely funny and knows exactly how to write a sweet story with just the right amount of sour.
ps. Beetroot….on….a…burger? What? They chatted on about beetroots on burgers in A Little Wanting Song. Is this a thing in Australia? The only thing I’ve ever had beetroot on is a tater’ash when there’s no red cabbage left. Am I missing out on something wonderful? See, kids! This is why you should read…. Just in case you ever get stranded with an irate Aussie because there’s no beetroot on their burger, you will now know to sympathise. I’m guessing it’s the equivalent of going into a chippy and them saying “Sorry, we’ve ran out of gravy.” Am I right?