Just *how* many siblings did Sariah Wilson, author of The Ugly Stepsister Strikes Back, have? Answer inside!
My other car was a ________________
My other car was a 12-passenger van. It was my only car. And it wasn’t mine. My mom let me drive it sometimes to school because I loathed riding the bus with a fiery passion. I would have been happy to have had any kind of car, but being the oldest of nine children made that pretty much impossible. No money.
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There was a hot teacher … her/his name was …
We had quite a few hot teachers, and quite a few hot teachers who got fired for inappropriate relationships with students – one even married the sophomore he fell for! We got one senior year that was just out of college and every girl I knew had a crush on him. After I went off to college, one of my friends hooked up with him at a club (she had also graduated). He doesn’t teach there anymore either.
Nerd? Geek? Jock? Snob?
Some weird combo of cheerleader/student government/poor kid/nerd/social misfit/religious chick. I did these “popular” activities, and while people might have known who I was, I never fit in with that clique. Being in those honors/advanced classes didn’t help with that either. (I always won the award for highest GPA at the cheerleading banquets.) And I wouldn’t sleep with anybody because of my faith, which definitely puts a crimp in your dateability. I definitely had dear friends (that I’m still Facebooking with), but I was not a social butterfly.
If I could do it all again, I would …
If I could do it all again, I would have some measure of confidence. Some belief in myself and my abilities and talents. I would freaking own that school if my adult self could go back in my time in my teenage body. I was so insecure and didn’t appreciate what I did have, and didn’t enjoy a lot of things I should have because I was so concerned with what other people thought and trying to fit in.
__________ kisses like a ____________
Zak Knutsen kisses like a Greek god!
Okay, I don’t know if he actually did or not. I imagine he did, but he never even came close to kissing me. Or talking to me. Or knowing my actual name.
Now, before we get to the last question, let’s look at Sariah’s book …
Everyone knows how all those fairy tales go. The princess gets beautiful, nabs her prince, falls instantly in love, lives happily ever after and leaves her evil stepsisters in the dust.
But what happens when you’re the ugly stepsister and your obnoxiously perfect—read pretty, smart, and, worst of all, sickeningly nice—stepsister is dating the charming, tall, devastatingly handsome guy you’ve had a thing for since you were nine years old?
Quirky, artistic and snarky Mattie Lowe does not lead a charmed life. Her mother is constantly belittling her on Skype. Mercedes, the school mean girl, has made it her personal mission to torment Mattie. But worst of all? Her stepsister Ella is the most beautiful, popular girl in school and is dating Mattie’s secret longtime crush, Jake Kingston.
Tired of being left out and done with waiting for her own stupid fairy godmother to show up, Mattie decides to change her life. She’ll start by running for senior class president against wildly popular Jake.
Ella can keep her Prince Annoying. Mattie’s going to rule the school.
And no one, not even a cute and suddenly flirty Jake, is going to stop her.
Favorite one-line review about the book
“My top pick of 2012 YA… This book is just. plain. fun.” Jordan McCollum, author of Saints & Spies and I, Spy
Favorite 6 sentences from the book
He had no reason to want me though. Not when he could have any girl just by snapping his fingers. Well, not me, I decided. If he wanted me, he’d have to work for it – I wouldn’t be like those other skanks.
Okay, that was a total lie. If he had tried to kiss me they’d probably have to pry me off of his lips with one of those Jaws of Life.
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But before you go, one last question …
What really happened on prom night …
What really happened on prom night…was a whole lot of nothing. An older guy took me and we started out really strong – we went to dinner, had a great time, walked around a cool hotel that had been on TV, and he kind of made a move on me outside near the lake and I freaked out a little and things were tense/weird from that point on. He took me to my prom and afterwards made to drive me home and I said, “I can’t believe you’re taking me home at midnight on prom night.” He did this huge U-turn in the middle of the road without braking, and we ended up at Denny’s with all these kids from school. It was more awkwardness and weirdness and then he finally did take me home. But, at least I went to prom!
Bonus question!
If my parents knew I did ____________________, they’d have grounded me forever.
If my parents knew that I stayed out all night with my best friend and various boys, they’d have grounded me forever. I told them I was sleeping at her house, and then we’d be out all night with guys. Nothing salacious happened (on my end, at least), but it was just fun and freeing and my mom is going to kill me if she ever finds out.
Congratulations, Sariah! Good luck with The Ugly Stepsister Strikes Back!
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