Title: Not Pretty Enough
Author: Jaimie Admans
Date of Publication: August 1, 2013
Genre: contemporary YA comedy
“New Year’s Resolutions:
1. Lloyd Layton will know I exist. He once said three whole words to me, so this is obviously progress. If I don’t get a proper conversation out of him soon, then I’ll take my top off and streak through the cafeteria, because nobody could fail to notice these boobs.
2. I will not get expelled for streaking through the cafeteria.”
Those are the words that begin her mission.
Chessie is fourteen, not pretty enough, and very much in love. Lloyd Layton is hot, popular, and unaware of Chessie’s existence.
Her goal is clear: to get Lloyd to love her as much as she loves him, and she has exactly one year to do it.
As Chessie’s obsession with Lloyd reaches boiling point and she starts to spin a web of lies that spiral out of control, Lloyd turns out to be not quite the prince she thought he was. Can Chessie avoid the gathering storm before things go too far?
Not Pretty Enough is a contemporary young adult comedy suitable for ages thirteen and over.
Book two in the series will be released early 2014.
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This is one hilarious book. I just couldn't stop laughing. Chessie gave me so many LOL moments.
Here' s the thing. Chessie is pining over Loyde Layne whom she thinks doesn't know of her existence. But later several situations where she ends up embarrassing herself and him too in a few although not intentionally you can say without a doubt that he sure knows she's alive. :D
No matter what she does it always ends up a disaster. Say taking food coloring to highlight her hair or going to frightening rides in an amusement part just to impress him. The ending result equals to being a catastrophe.
One thing that I really admired about her was that even after so many failed attempts to get what she wants she doesn't give up! I also liked the way she matured by the end and stayed strong and optimistic. I absolutely loved Chessie's character. The author's writing is amazing. This book sure was a treat for me. I'm sure to read more from this author. Highly recommended!
Rating 5/5 Stars
Rating 5/5 Stars
Lloyd doesn’t even acknowledge our presence. He’s having a conversation with Darren
about car racing, which doesn’t sound very interesting to me. At least Ewan talks to us. I’m
not really paying attention to him, because Lloyd is like three feet away from me, but he’s
talking to Debs so I nod occasionally and try to look like I’m involved in the conversation
Lloyd doesn’t even look up in the next ten minutes. He’s debating intensely with Darren
about race car drivers. He hasn’t even seen my new hair yet.
Eventually the buzzer rings, and one of the lads steps aside to let us girls run out first,
which is very considerate of him. I shout a thank you back as I put my head down and step
out. I don’t have a hood on this stupid jacket, and I didn’t bring an umbrella today.
I’m rushing in the direction of our form room with my head down so low to try and stop
my hair frizzing out that I can’t see where I’m going, and I only get a few steps before I run
smack bang into someone.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” I say. I hear laughter burst out from the archway behind us.
What could they possibly be laughing at now?
“I’m really sorry,” I say again to the person I ran into. My head is throbbing so I must’ve
And then I realise why they’re laughing at me. It’s not so much of a someone that I ran in
to. More of a something.
I am currently apologising to a lamppost.
Oh God. Why me?
I have ten minutes to not make a fool of myself, and what do I do? I run into a lamppost
and apologise to it. I have to be the world’s biggest klutz.
I slink away, looking where I’m going now – stuff the hair, let it frizz. I’m sure frizzy
hair is less embarrassing than having a chat with a lamppost.
“You don’t have to try so hard, you know,” Debs says when we get to class.
“But I do,” I moan. “Especially now he’s just seen me do that.”
“God, I wish you’d just tell him you like him and put yourself out of this misery.”
“I can’t. He’ll just say thanks but no thanks, and I don’t want to hear that. I know that
Lloyd doesn’t like me, but I want to make it so he does like me before I say anything to him.”
“Oh, I think he knows you exist by now,” Debs says.
“I want him to acknowledge me then. Lloyd has barely even looked at me since day one,
so how is he ever going to like me or know that I like him if I can’t even get him to look at me?”
“Forget it. I think he and I would get on really well, if only we had a chance. I don’t want
“You don’t know he’s going to reject you.”
“He doesn’t even know my name. Of course he’s going to reject me. I’m not pretty, or
clever, or rich, or anything else that might possibly attract him to a girl. I’m just plain old
Chessie Clemenfield, and he’s never going to pay any attention to me unless I make him.”
About The Author :
Jaimie is a 28-year-old English-sounding Welsh girl with an awkward-to-spell name. She lives in South Wales and enjoys writing, gardening, drinking tea and watching horror movies. She hates spiders and cheese & onion crisps. She has been writing for years but has never before plucked up the courage to tell people. Afterlife Academy is her third novel and she hopes you enjoy it. There are plenty more on the way!