yucky. I usually like Meg Cabot’s very in the moment books. But this one just sucks. I can’t read it. I know I know. Some chick dies. She’s gonna find out why people aren’t looking into it. But it’s so… well, frothy. There’s no substance. The plot line isn’t too unpredictable, and the characters are superficial. And the whole “She works in a RESIDENCE HALL, and not a DORM, even though everyone keeps saying DORM.. like omg.. ha ha ha…” yea, not funny. Gets old fast. Yea. I stopped reading this, although my friend, who also likes Cabot’s boooks claims it’s not THAT bad. Not worth doing. IMO, ofcourse, you are entitled to your own.