The author takes a bunch of cliches and then...does absolutely nothing with them to bring them to life. Guess it doesn't help that I can't sympathize with the main girl at all. So what she has to wear hand-me-downs and suffer through dial-up at home? So what if she doesn't have a cell phone or can't own a car when she is friggin' 16? So what if her family won't spend money on videogames? Boo effing hoo. I went through all of that in my formative years without a fraction of her heartache. Plus, she had the shallow idiocy to fall for the resident evil hottie jock of the school despite the lack of any quality that would make him endearing to anyone. Please. 
 Mechanically, the writing is solid enough. But after 5 chapters, I'm giving up.