5.0

The first time I saw this book at a Scholastic book fair, I was sold on the cover and in love with the premise. I was in the fourth or fifth grade and if I try hard enough I can still see it on the table in the library surrounded by other hardcovers and the silliest erasers the 00s had to offer. I can’t remember if I waited a year to buy it or if I picked it up right then and there, but I do know that when I fell into its pages for the first time, I was looking for a fun adventure. I was not expecting to find the start of a series that helped me figure out what it meant to grow up as a girl. I was hooked from the first page and have been a Carter fan ever since. When the last book came out in September of 2013, I, too, was getting ready to graduate and move on. I traded literal and literary plaid skirts for women-focused history and literature courses, but I kept these books in an honored place on my bookshelves. 

It’s lovely returning to the ivy coated walls of the Gallagher Academy with my middle schoolers now as they read this story for the first time. I’m thrilled to report that while elements of this novel certainly read differently than they did back in 2006, the story holds up. What’s more, my kids loved reading it. Cheers to the next generation of Gallagher Girls and Blackthorne Boys.