![]() The trio’s road trip thus has all the requisite coming-of-age moments, with virginities and illusions lost and friendships, courage, and self-awareness found. The problem persists until Wes and Corey have it out during one fateful night involving a music commune, an unexpected betrayal, and an encounter with an angry man with a gun. Her revelations somewhat mitigate Wes’ jealousy over Ash and Corey’s hook-up, which threatens to derail the band even before their first gig. Ash is just as candid about Corey’s less-than-adequate oral sex technique and what she heard when Wes lost his virginity within her earshot. Fortunately for readers, Wes has a lively voice that moves smoothly between laugh-out-loud, self-conscious snark and candid, moving observations about feeling like a plan-B kid, adopted from Venezuela by parents who thought they couldn’t have children of their own. Fortunately for the boys, Ash is as rich as she is bold and reckless, which keeps things from getting too risky as they take off without a plan. ![]() After an epic jam session, she convinces them that they need to form a band, escape jazz camp, and go on the road, leaving their phones behind. ![]() ![]() They are not amped to be in the least talented group at jazz camp, but they are intrigued by Ash, a girl with a guitar who refuses to conform to the jazz sound. Wes and Corey are masters at hating on things, scoring high school cool points (at least in their own minds) with bitingly clever verbal critiques of music they used to (and secretly still do) kind of love. ![]()
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