3.5 stars (but I only want to give it 3 actual stars because I don't want to unfairly skew the rating system above)
This book hit me in the way that being smarter than your average 17-yo self hits when you look back, thinking you were better than that, and realising you really weren't, especially when comparing yourself to the 17-yo gaggle of girls that just got on the bus and are REALLY irritating you and your fellow commuters by talking too loud and just being glaringly 17-yo.
Not a great book by any means, but my breath catches thinking about some scenes. I like the idea, and I'm obviously moved by the outcome. I enjoyed hearing Rosaline's side, even this modern-day fabrication. I think Len is hella self-preserved for a 17-yo boy. I think her friends are exactly the type of girl friends you want to have at that age (and, upon looking back, realise that I did.) It's not easy being 17-yo. Anyone who was once that age understands perfectly, whether you grew up in the 70s, 80s, or whenever.
And I love that fact that the narrative wasn't bogged down by having to hear Juliet or Rob's side, cos, hey, you can read the play. Fact is (and I'm paraphrasing here): Destiny only gets you so far. Fate may decide to start you off somewhere, but you decide where you're going, to work out your own ending. Exactly.