it took an ungodly amount of strength to pry my eyes open every morning. I ran downstairs in my sneakers, unfiled paper threatening to spill from the pile nestled in my hands. My mom was always trying to find new ways to get me to open up.Īll I knew was I’d rather stub my left toe repeatedly than go to school without it. I had a few hoodies, but I didn’t wear them half as much as I wore my red one.

Yep-there it was, nestled among things I never wore. I always ended up looking like I had a bad case of chicken pox. I’d tried-and failed miserably, might I add-to use makeup. Or bring the shine back them, as well as the natural flush of my cheeks. For a measly second, I thought makeup would be able to erase the heinous dark circles under my eyes. In the midst of my search, I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror. And because I’d flung out almost all my clothes from my drawers in a frenzied episode, I now had the room from hell. I couldn’t find it anywhere, and it was driving me insane.ĭuring the last two weeks of summer break, my hoodie had mysteriously disappeared. Yuen Wright’s heartwarming debut is a reminder that when someone really sees you, the last thing you want is to be invisible.

With an undeniable connection, Wren and Asher form a friendship that quickly turns into something more. But when an on-field accident leaves him sidelined for the season, he takes an interest in Wren.

She is remarkably average, gets good grades, and aspires to get a scholarship to Yale University and leave her hometown, as it’s filled with impossible memories.Īsher Reed-star athlete and heartthrob of Eastview High-is everything wrong with high school in one frustratingly good-looking body. Wren Martin isn’t what you would call a popular girl.

The Hoodie Girl by Yuen Wright