Une série à laquelle je suis très attachée.Cette fois Jess apparaît vulnérable, par la faute de son petit copain qui lui joue un vilain tour la veille de la rentrée. Elle qui flottait sur un petit nuage connaît la chute libre, de plus son prof d'anglais est en arrêt maladie et remplacé par Miss E...
Jess Jordan is a fifteen year old comedic genius. Unfortunately, her rapier wit is often eclipsed by her best friend Flora, who is gorgeous, brilliant, popular, and an expert in making Jess completely crazy. Jess finds refuge from the pains of her adolescence with her friend, Fred, but she’s dy...
4.5 stars I was deciding whether to do this or not, so here goes... (this is my first review so im not sure it'll be too good, sorry about that)Jess has to write a letter to Edouard, her french exchange. she has some problems but ends up doing OK, next thing she knows, she has to send a PHOTO, so...
‘My mum’s gone to the Peak District with her Japanese toy boy,’ said Jess. ‘It’s not your mum I’m worried about,’ said Fred. ‘Last time I was here Ben Jones was in charge, offering me stuff and acting as if he owned the place.’ He went into the kitchen with a disgusted loo...
. 11 SUNDAY 2.28 p.m. A disastrous and disgusting episode ‘Just excuse me one moment!’ I said, leaping to my feet in what I hoped was an elegant soaring movement worthy of a life coach. ‘I think we may have some of those brochures upstairs, Africa!’...
. 8 Nobody in our class had deodorant with them at school. Nobody! We raced to the loos – we had just a few moments before first lesson to try and banish our stench. ‘Quick! Quick! Who’s got deodorant?’ yelled Chloe at the gang of girls milling abou...
They weighed a ton. How ironical it was that her granny could continue to talk to her grandpa after he’d been dead for months, when her stupid parents couldn’t exchange a few words on the phone, even though they were still alive. Especially as whenever her mum talked to anybody about the divorce,...
There was a huge marquee on a lawn, and a lot of smartly dressed people were milling about under some massive oak trees. Fred, dressed in a black suit and wearing a cute little bow tie, was pouring out champagne . . . ‘Can I top you up?’ he asked a ravishing young woman in a powder-blue two piece...
. 14 ‘Let’s go out for half an hour!’ insisted Tam. ‘Twice round the park! I could do with some fresh air!’ ‘But I’ve been in the fresh air all day!’ I wailed. It was no use. Tam switched off the music, grabbed me by the arm and practically frogmarched me downstairs. We pe...
Thank goodness it was dark so nobody could see her crying. After about five minutes, though, Jess seemed to get through her pain and arrive at an angry place in her head, which felt much better. Instead of being devastated that Fred had let her down so badly and didn’t seem to care, she started t...