This book is just so, so ...bland. 
 Here we have friendships built on the word, "hey". That's a whole lot of chemistry right there. 
 We get scenes where he goes to pick up his sister at choir, but she's not there, and two seconds later he finds her. Then they go home, and - what was the point of these events?? There was no dialogue to make any of this relevant. 
 We also get paragraphs of descriptions for background characters all the way down to the colour of their hair roots ...and I just can't make myself care. 
 Meanwhile nothing actually happened. 
 I might've forgiven it if there was personality to the delivery. Humor? Emotion? Anything. I'd even take rage angst. Just flavor it somehow. 
 It's one of those slice-of-life books that probably fun to write ...but not exactly fun to read. 
 After learning this was about a conversion camp, I'm glad I quit when I did. Not in the mood for queer tragedy, thanks.