My rating: 3 of 5 stars
You can’t not like a book when one one of it’s characters is a half asian, half african american tall scrawny adorable gay dude with glasses, named Killer. Short for *spoiler alert!* Kilimanjaro. Loved that guy. He was the best part about this book for me. Don’t get me wrong, the story itself was cute and all, but I’ve read enough of rock star books to appreciate the side characters when they truly deserve it.
Over and out