Size 14 is Not Fat Either, Meg Cabot
Apr. 28th, 2012 01:30 amDear Meg Cabot,
You know those lyrics you feel the need to start each chapter with? The ones supposedly written by your main character? PLEASE. STOP. I wrote better shit in high school. And I was into hair bands.
Love,
Honey
So, Heather is ready for another day of work in the residence hall when a cheerleader's head is found in a pot of chili in the cafeteria.
Heather cannot help looking into it, or else the book would not have a plot. Fun read. Except the lyrics thing.
You know those lyrics you feel the need to start each chapter with? The ones supposedly written by your main character? PLEASE. STOP. I wrote better shit in high school. And I was into hair bands.
Love,
Honey
So, Heather is ready for another day of work in the residence hall when a cheerleader's head is found in a pot of chili in the cafeteria.
Heather cannot help looking into it, or else the book would not have a plot. Fun read. Except the lyrics thing.