*repeatedly smash my head into the wall* 
 Lab partners???!!! Really? Again? Well, okay, they are not exactly lab partners. They are English project partners, which is the same to me. 
 It's like there is some government conspiracy that forbid authors to write any other ways for teenagers to fall in love. Maybe they try to stop kids from ditching school? They must start produce banners like: "Didn't go to physics today? Now you will die a spinster!". 
 Or: "Still live with your mother at 45? Serves you right! Should have written that essay in eight grade!" 
 Dear authors, there are so many other ways for characters to meet! 
 1)She can ran over his cat by a car and now they must go to vet together 
 2)They both can fall into the same open sewer hatch and get to know each other while waiting for rescue 
 3)They can meet in the prison for driving drunk 
 4)And so on..... 
 So many choices. So why is it always lab partners? 
 That's it. It's official. Lab work is declared to be an aphrodisiac. 
 Advertising: Have problem with you love live? Forget about Viagra, chocolate, and shrimps! Lab work - that's what you need. Find your true love in romantic settings between reagents! 
 And as if it's not enough already, the boy is not just her project partner, but he is also new in school, and he is dark, lonely, mysterious introvert... *smash my head a few times again* 
 Fine, I admit that sometimes books even with these stereotypes can be interesting. But this one didn't hook me up. I've read that there is some unexpected turn in the end, but I am not interested to suffer for so long to find out what it is. 
 Sorry, Katie Klein, but your book goes to my "couldn't finish" shelf