High school sophomore Frankieâ€™s tired of being her blustery dadâ€™s baby bunny and playing sweet lilâ€™ sib to her cool big sis Zada. Sheâ€™s given the opportunity to prove that sheâ€™s more than just a pretty face and a smokinâ€™ pair of legs when she discovers the existence of a boys-only secret society at her older-than-Moses private school. A secret society that her v. popular, v. cute upperclass boyfriend Matthew just happens to be a member of. But Matthew doesnâ€™t know that she knows he belongs to it, and the longer Frankie waits for him to tell her, the more she begins to doubt his feelings for herâ€”if he likes her so much, then why doesnâ€™t he trust her with his deepest, darkest secret? Meanwhile, sheâ€™s decided to teach Matthew & crew a little lesson by secretly infiltrating their “Loyal Order of the Bassett Hounds” via email and pretending to be head â€˜dawgâ€™ Alessandro â€œAlphaâ€ Tesorieri, Matthew’s best friend. Alphaâ€™s too embarrassed to admit to the rest of the hounds that heâ€™s not the one perpetrating the amazing pranks that are growing from Frankieâ€™s fertile mind, and also pretty pissed that he canâ€™t figure out who the mystery prankster is. So, who will crack first–Alpha, Frankie, or Matthew? And what will the fallout be when one of them decides to come clean? This rollicking good read, which breaks the mold on the so-called “chick lit.” genre with its crackerjack plot and refreshingly smart heroine, references all sorts of interesting trivial doodads you’re gonna wanna look up, like panopticons, P.G. Wodehouse, and “neglected positives.” It’s also by the ever-inventive E. Lockhart, who just gets better with each book. This one will easily make my top ten of the year, if not one of my favorites of ALL TIME, so go out and get it already, will ya? And don’t blame me if it’s already sold out!