Ohhhh noooo this might be my least favourite book I've read this year. I literally can't think of a single positive except that it wasn't long and I've had worse times reading books before. 

As a sapphic film nerd, constantly listen to a bisexual romcom enthusiast bemoan that there she has never seen herself represented in romcoms made me want to tear my skin off. How is it that this character who claims she's seen every romcom she can get her hands on has never seen Imagine Me and You, But I'm a Cheerleader, Kissing Jessica Stein, Saving Face, The Half Of It, Booksmart, Happiest Season, Someone Great, The Incredibly True Adventure of Two Girls in Love, D.E.B.S., I Can't Think Straight, or any of the many I either haven't seen or am forgetting to mention here. I know that gay people love to complain about a lack of representation without actually seeking it out themselves, but for gods sake, this character wants to become a filmmaker but has somehow never seen a film with a bisexual character who isn't a walking stereotype. It's not that hard to just watch a Desiree Akhavan movie, jeez. 

That's initially what was bugging me, and then the book just got worse. The two leads are so childishly mean to each other and have zero chemistry; then, suddenly, they're in love with each other. The relationship development was laughably abrupt. Every side character is bland at best, annoying at worst. I'm down for teenaged characters being messy and selfish and kind of the worst because that's just what teenagers are, but something about the way these ones were written really frustrated me; this is at least in part because all of the conflict between them felt so contrived and often totally unresolved. Truly what was the point of Mark, a character who seems to do a total heel-turn into becoming the villain of the book. There were a couple nice moments but, having finished the book, I can't remember a single one of them.