Title: Pants on Fire
Author: Meg Cabot
Katie Ellison is not a liar.
It’s just that telling the truth is so . . . tricky. She knows she shouldn’t be making out with a drama club hottie behind her football-player boyfriend’s back. She should probably admit that she can’t stand eating quahogs (clams), especially since she’s running for Quahog Princess in her hometown’s annual Quahog Festival. And it would be a relief to finally tell someone what really happened the night Tommy Sullivan is a freak was spray-painted on the new wall outside the junior high school gymnasium-in neon orange, which still hasn’t been sandblasted off. After all, everyone knows that’s what drove Tommy out of town four years ago.
But now Tommy Sullivan has come back. Katie is sure he’s out for revenge, and she’ll do anything to hang on to her perfect (if slightly dishonest) existence. Even if it means telling more lies than ever. Even if, now that Tommy’s around, she’s actually-no lie-having the time of her life.
Katie is popular. She’s dating the most popular guy in school, a football player, while making out behind his back with the second hottest guy in school, an actor in the drama club. She’s living the life most girls dream of. She’s looked up to by so many, and she’s popular with the guys, girls, and adults. The one problem? Her life is a tangle of lies, starting from grade 8. When her old best friend, turned ex-best friend, turned ex-friend, Tommy Sullivan, comes back to town, she’s sure that he’s there to get back at her for ditching him when things got tough in grade 8. Unfortunately, she finds herself in a larger predicament. Tommy saw her kissing the actor, instead of her boyfriend. Tommy remembers everything about her from grade 8. Tommy remembers everything that has happened. Tommy is somehow mysteriously HOT. Attracted to him, while still assuming he’s plotting revenge, Katie’s in for the ride of her life as Tommy shakes up her world. Again.
This book was really intense. Meg Cabot created the chemistry between her characters just right, telling you all you needed to know, just from what they were saying. It was another good read. Meg Cabot books definitely gain my stamp of approval. Though I have yet to find a girl who hasn’t given Cabot their approval.
Sometimes between lunch and dinner, when there’s a lull, Jill and Shaniqua and I will sit around and fantasize about what we’d do if a REAL celebrity walked into the place, like Chad Michael Murray (although we’ve gone off him a bit since his divorce) or Jared Padalecki, or even Prince William (you never know. He could have gotten his yacht lost, or whatever.)
“What did he say?” I asked. “When you told Tommy about Quahog Princess?”
Liam shrugged. “He laughed.”
I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise.
“He laughed?” I did not like the sound of that. At all. “Laughed like how?”
“What do you mean, laughed like how?” Liam wanted to know.
“Like did he laugh like he thought it was funny,” I asked, “or like an evil genius? Was it hahaha? Or MWAhaha?”
-Katie & Liam