I received this book for free from Rock Star PR in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.The Queen B* and the Homecoming King by Crista McHugh
Series: The Queen B* #3
on December 1, 2015
Genres: Coming of Age, Contemporary, Fiction, Love & Romance
Purchase Links: Amazon | iBooks
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The Queen B*, Alexis Wyndham, has only three rules when it comes to dating that star quarterback, Brett Pederson:
1. No obligations to spend every waking moment with each other.
2. No public displays of affection while at Eastline High.
3. And absolutely, under no circumstances, will she ever go to the Homecoming dance.
But as her life is completely upended time and time again, she begins to wonder if some rules are meant to be broken.
Also in this series: Confessions of a Queen B*, The Queen B* Strikes Back
Also by this author: Confessions of a Queen B*, The Queen B* Strikes Back
Author Crista McHugh does it again! Another top-notch installment in her YA series featuring the struggles of high school Queen B(itch) Alexis Wyndham as she faces the wrath of the “in” crowd, shifting family dynamics and the perils of falling for popular boy Brett Pederson.
A large part of the joy in the two previous Queen B* books (Confessions of a Queen B* and The Queen B* Stikes Back) was the way Quarterback Brett cajoled and wooed Alexis, wearing down her defenses to allow her to reveal her gooey center and vulnerabilities. Brett saw past the walls Alexis built up to protect herself and in the process opened up to her as he had no one else. Brett was the positive, optimistic influence in Alexis’ life. Now, in The Queen B* And the Homecoming King, Brett needs her to be the patient understanding partner in their burgeoning relationship as he deals with unexpected hurdles in his life.
With Brett sidelined from his position of Alexis’ personal cheerleader, she’s forced to push past her instincts for bitchiness in order to show compassion and kindness. She uses what she’s learned from Brett to help her friends deal with prejudice and trauma, support her mother’s romantic life, and try to better understand others (including her arch-rival Summer Hoyt). Alexis’ character growth is handled with just the right touch by author Crista McHugh. Alexis doesn’t suddenly turn into a Pollyanna or give up her principles (or, thankfully, her delightful snark).
The Queen B* And the Homecoming King honestly portrays the emotions and issues facing teenagers without overdramatizing or creating unrealistic melodrama. The humor and heart in this book (heck, the whole series) elevate it to more than a typical romance. Anyone who knows a teen, or was a teen, should enjoy Queen B*.
I’d never greeted a Monday morning with dozens of giddy butterflies in my stomach. Usually, I reserved my most dramatic sighs and biting comments for Mondays because—let’s face it—they suck. But this Monday morning was different.
I, Alexis Wyndham, was officially Brett Pederson’s girlfriend.
But I still wasn’t ready to announce that to the world.
As we floated in a canoe among the water lilies in Lake Washington yesterday, I lay down a few ground rules to help me ease into this unprecedented (and unimaginable) situation. After all, it’s not every day the Queen B* and the Quarterback become a couple. Dropping that bomb on our classmates could cause a rift in the space-time continuum.
Or at least cause my nemesis, Summer Hoyt, to have one very public and dramatic meltdown.
Rule number one: I refused to be one of those disgustingly cute couples that were joined at the hip between classes. We were dating, not merging our lives and identities into a single life-form. Brett had his group of friends and I had mine, and until recently, they never intertwined because I despised most of the in-crowd. If I hadn’t gotten to know the real Brett during a class project, I would’ve continued to write him off as a dumb jock.
Lesson learned, but still…
Rule number two: no public displays of affection at school. Not that I had any problem with PDAs with Brett. I liked kissing him. But I also had been known to lose control when I was with him…and lose articles of clothing. And after having that awkward run-in with my mom and her boyfriend’s PDA on our living room couch last week, I’d rather not make a spectacle of myself in front of everyone. It opened up the doors to ridicule.
Rule number three: I wouldn’t go to Homecoming with Brett. I’d made it this far through high school without plunging into that cheesy sea of balloons and crepe paper while wearing a silly sequin-laden dress, and I wasn’t going to cross that line during my senior year.
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