This book suffered from the same pitfalls that are found pretty much across the board in young adult books, namely pretentious writing and cliched characterization. It was occasionally funny but not enough to make up for all the jokes that didn't work, and its attempts to make any emotional impact fell decidedly flat. The only two interesting characters (Jane & Virginia) were just support characters so they didn't get much screen time, just popped in and out whenever it was their turn to move the plot forward. I use the term "screen time" because this author is actually a screenwriter rather than a novelist, and you can definitely tell. This is his first novel, and it's not 'bad', but it is markedly amateurish and runs about 100 pages too long for this kind of story. But considering its sparsely populated genre, which is young adult LGBT fiction, you could definitely do worse.