Brenda Wilson - Young Readers

The first thing you need to know about Northwood High is that it operates on a strict, unspoken caste system, more rigid than the carbon atoms in our hideously orange locker doors. At the top, you have the Varsity Jackets. They don’t just wear the jackets; they are the jackets. They move in a cloud of Axe body spray and unearned confidence, their conversations a series of grunts about “the game” and “that guy.” Below them, the Artfully Torn Jeans, who curated their existential dread and vintag