This book is what happens when 13 Going On 30 and Freaky Friday have a totally predictable baby. It wasn't the worst thing I've ever read, but if I'm going to spend time with a 30% selfish, 30% obtuse, 20% tunnel focused, 10% superficial and 10% genuinely decent person, I'll watch a dealer's choice episode of The Kardashians. Kennedy is every high school girl you've ever known (add a dash of head trauma).