People say I’m a glass-half-empty kind of person. I guess they’re right because I’ve never understood why anyone would see it as half full, when clearly there’s something missing (p 1).
In a story reminiscent of a John Hugh’s movie, Kayla navigates the awkwardness of turning sixteen as a member of the insignificant high school crowd while crushing on her best friend’s boyfriend. Then she makes her sweet sixteen birthday wish on a gigantic, glorious cake. I wish all my birthday wishes actually came true. Because they never freakin’ do (p 33).
Beginning with a living pink My Little Pony, Kayla’s previous birthday wishes begin to come true one day at a time. Some are inconvenient, but the only wish she remembers making was her 15th birthday wish. She wished Ben would kiss her (this was before he started dating her best friend, Nicole). She needs to stop these wishes or she’ll jepordize her already precarious relationship with Nicole whose popularity at school has suddenly increased.
This is a light read, not particularly memorable or distinguished, but evenly paced and good for the aging Wendy Mass fans.