Madison Kasparkova always thought she understood how Karma works. You knowdo good things and you will be rewarded, do something bad and you'll get what's coming to you. But when Maddy's long-time boyfriend gets caught tongue-wrestling with Miss Perfect Body Heather Campbell, and they wind up the hot new couple at school, it seems like Karma is on a break. So Maddy and her friends decide to start the Karma Cluba secret, members-only organization for dealing with messes the universe is leaving behind. They're just doing what Karma should have done in the first place, right?
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Jessica Brody knew from a young age that she wanted to be a writer. She started "self-publishing" her own books when she was seven years old, binding the pages together with cardboard, wallpaper samples and electrical tape. Brody is the author of books for adultsThe Fidelity Files and Love Under Coverand young adult novels including The Karma Club, My Life Undecided, and The Unremembered Trilogy and its four companion short stories.
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The Karma Club
By Jessica Brody
Farrar, Straus and GirouxCopyright © 2010 Jessica Brody
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THE HUNKY DOUGH BOY
My phone seems to be ringing louder than usual today. And there's a certain urgency in its tone that makes this incoming call somehow sound more important than most.
I stare at it for a moment and then quickly decide to ignore the call. I'm in the middle of studying for a very important European history test and I really don't want to be bothered.
The phone rings again.
I don't need to look at the caller ID to know that it's Angie who's being so freaking persistent. My friends all have their own ring tones. Angie's happens to be a very popular hip-hop song that she insists she started liking way before everyone else did. Personally, I think she just doesn't want to admit that she's in any way "mainstream." It would damage that subtle counterculture reputation she's spent so long perfecting.
Either way, I think this particular song lost its appeal after about twelve rings. And given the fact that Angie calls me at least sixteen times a day, I am now officially sick of it.
I ignore Angie's call again and continue reading about the storming of the Bastille. Whatever is so important can at least wait until King Louis XVI gets his head chopped off.
The phone rings a third time.
Finally, I groan and pick it up. "What?"
Normally, Angie would berate me for my unfriendly greeting, but this afternoon, apparently, she has bigger things to worry about than my tone. "Maddy, get down to Miller's now."
"I can't. I'm studying for my history test," I say, slightly annoyed.
"Drop everything and get your butt down here," she practically growls into the phone. "I promise, it's more exciting than the French Revolution."
"Yeah, like that's hard," I reply sarcastically.
"Just come." And with that she hangs up the phone.
Angie has been my best friend since the sixth grade. She probably knows me better than anyone else in my life. For instance, she knows that, right now, I'll sulk around my room for the next few minutes debating about whether or not I really want to give in to her demands. Then I'll eventually close my textbook with a scowl, slip on my shoes, and drive the twelve blocks to Miller's Drug Store, where she works quarter-time as a cashier. I say quarter-time instead of part-time, because although it is a part-time job, she spends only half of the time working and the other half reading magazines from the rack next to the register.
I pull into the store parking lot exactly nine minutes later, and I know she'll be patting herself on the back when I walk through the door, incredibly proud of her ability to clock my decision-making process down to the minute.
I trudge into the empty store and approach the register, where she's flipping through the new February issue of Contempo Girl, our mutually favorite magazine. Although we have completely different reasons for liking it. I enjoy reading the sections about the new fashion trends, latest celebrity gossip, and relationship advice, while Angie, as far as I can tell, just likes reading it so she can have a replenishing supply of people and products to criticize.
"What's so important you couldn't just tell me on the phone?"
Angie looks up and, without even so much as a hello, shoves the magazine into my hands. I manage to catch it just before it falls to the floor.
"Turn to page thirty-five."
I shift my weight onto one foot and, with a frustrated sigh, open the now crumpled magazine. As I flick brusquely through the pages, I say, "You know, this history test tomorrow is my only chance to bring my B up to an A and I don't really appreciate the fact that you dragged me down here just to gripe about whatever —" I stop suddenly with a gasp when I see the page in front of me.
Angie watches me with a satisfied I-told-you-so grin on her face.
"Oh my God!" I exclaim as I stare down at the page in disbelief. "They published it?"
She nods excitedly. "Yes!"
"They actually published it?" I still can't seem to wrap my head around what I'm seeing in front of me.
"I told you it was more exciting than the French Revolution."
I fold over the front half of the magazine and bring it closer to my face so I can study the paragraph-long block of text that takes up approximately one fifth of the page. Above it is the name MASON BROOKS printed in large, bold letters, and right next to that is a picture of my boyfriend. Yes, my boyfriend, in Contempo Girl magazine for all to see!
I submitted his picture to the magazine's monthly "Meet My Boyfriend" competition. But that was like six months ago. And after three months of running to the store the minute the latest issue was released to see if they had chosen my submission, I pretty much gave up on the whole thing.
You see, each month they pick only five guys to feature. Mason is our senior class president, just recently scored a 2350 on his SATs, is one of the best players on our varsity soccer team, and he already has an early acceptance letter to Amherst College for next year. Plus, I think he's hot. Like really hot. I know I'm biased and everything, but he's got these incredible green eyes and long dark lashes. His skin is olive colored, and the hair on his head is dark and thick, really good for running your fingers through.
Anyway, I know the fact that he's hot and an amazing soccer player and manages to juggle being class president is really impressive. I mean, personally I'm impressed by him every day. But I never thought in a million years that Contempo Girl would actually pick him. Well, maybe I've had a few fleeting fantasies about it. Something along the lines of Mason's picture gets selected, everyone at the school sees it, I experience one of those insta-popularities that only happens in cheesy teen movies and maybe even score a nomination for prom queen. My clothes magically become more trendy (either because I suddenly know how to pick out trendy clothes or because everyone simply idolizes anything I wear and so it doesn't even matter), and just like that, Mason and I become the most popular couple at Colonial High.
However, this is far more exciting than anything I ever imagined. Not to mention totally surreal.
"Read it aloud," Angie insists. "It's a really good article."
I grasp the magazine tightly and begin reading from the page. "Mason Brooks, senior at Colonial High School in Pine Valley, CA, has been hopelessly devoted to his girlfriend, Madison Kasparkova, since sophomore year." I stop reading and look up at Angie with a dopey smile on my face. "That's me!"
"I know." She rolls her eyes. "Keep reading."
I drop my head back down and pick up where I left off. "In a graduating class of just over four hundred students, they didn't meet until both of them decided to take jobs working as counselors at a local summer camp. They have been together ever since. 'He's so sweet to me,' says Madison, age seventeen. 'He always knows when I'm in a bad mood or not having a good day and shows up at my door with my favorite candy: Chewy Runts. They're really hard to find sometimes. They don't sell them everywhere. But somehow he always manages to find them. Like he has a Chewy Runts Locating Device hidden in his closet or something.'"
I look up again. "Yeah, I wrote that! I really did!" I beam.
"I know," Angie replies again. "You only made me read the letter like fifty times before you sent it."
"It's funny, right? Do you think it's funny?" I ask, suddenly paranoid about everyone in the world reading these lines and thinking I'm totally lame for saying "Chewy Runts Locating Device."
"Yes," Angie grudgingly reassures me. "It's funny. It was funny when you wrote it. It's still funny now."
Somewhat satisfied, I turn back to the magazine. "When Mason Brooks isn't spending time with his smitten, sweet-toothed girlfriend, he fulfills his duties as senior class president and a part-time chef at a local pizzeria. But don't get too floured by this hunky dough boy, ladies. Mason and Madison have already made plans to attend the same college after graduation. It sounds like this perfect pairing was made to last."
I stand in complete astonishment as I try to grasp everything that has happened in the last five minutes. My boyfriend, Mason Brooks, featured in Contempo Girl magazine! They even called him a "hunky dough boy." Well, yeah, it's a bit cheesy, but so what? This is huge! Every girl in the country is going to see this. Every girl in the country is going to be pining after my boyfriend.
Suddenly, I hear a high-pitched, overly excited shriek coming from the direction of the drugstore's front entrance and I realize that I wasn't the only person Angie called with the news.
"Where is it? Let me see it. How does he look? Oh my God, this is so exciting!"
Angie and I turn to see our other best friend, Jade, running into the store, completely red faced, her shoulder-length, sandy blond hair flipping wildly behind her. She scurries over to the register and tries to grab the magazine from my tightly grasping fingers. "Lemme see!" she squeals.
I pass the magazine to Jade and watch intently as her face lights up like a Christmas tree and her eyes skim the article.
Her head pops up. "They quoted you!"
My beaming grin never falters. "I know."
"That's so cool," she muses as she continues reading. I watch her face for further reaction, and then finally she cracks up laughing. "'Chewy Runts Locating Device.' That's hilarious."
"You think?" I ask again.
Jade nods with decisiveness. "Definitely funny."
Angie shakes her head at us and turns to help a customer who has just appeared at the register. Jade and I instinctively step a few feet away to spare the stranger the agony of listening to our intrusively loud, girlie shrieks.
"But Mason doesn't work at the pizza place anymore," Jade points out.
I simply shrug. "He did when I sent in his picture. But I doubt it matters."
In fact, Mason quit his job at Brooklyn Pizza after only six months of working there. And honestly, I'm not really sure why he needed the extra money to begin with — his parents basically pay for everything he wants anyway.
Jade finishes the article, then looks at me in amazement. "Wow."
I take the magazine back from her and hold it tightly in my grasp, as if dropping it would cause the whole thing to shatter into a million pieces and I might actually wake up from this crazy dream.
Angie finishes helping the older lady with her purchase of two-in-one shampoo and conditioner and a bag of cotton balls and steps out from behind the counter to join us.
Jade affectionately puts an arm around my shoulder. "This is big." She sums up my feelings in three little words.
I gaze absently straight ahead. "I don't even know what to do with myself."
Angie laughs and shakes her head. "Well, Maddy," she says in a serious tone. "The first thing you're gonna do is buy that magazine because, honestly, you've already crumpled it all up with your sweaty fingers and it's completely unsellable now. Then you're going to go home and study for your European history test because, believe it or not, Mrs. Spitz is not going to take this" — she taps her finger against the magazine — "as an acceptable excuse for not knowing about Marie Antoinette and Louis the Thirty-second."
"Sixteenth," I correct her.
"Whatever. They're all ugly with big noses. Louis le Grande Schnoz is more like it."
I giggle. Angie's one of those people that can always be counted on to stay calm and rational during any time of crisis or extreme excitement. If she had been on the Titanic when it started to sink, she definitely would not have been one of those women screaming and running around like headless chickens. She would have been one of the people organizing everyone else and telling them to shut up and get on the flipping lifeboat because screaming is clearly not going to get you anywhere ... except the bottom of the ocean.
I reach into the pocket of my jeans and produce a few dollar bills, which I hand over to Angie. She walks back to the register, rings up the slightly mangled magazine, and holds out my change. "Thanks for shopping at Miller's," she says brightly and with only a hint of sarcasm.
I say goodbye to both my friends, mumbling something about my test, and then drive back to my house in somewhat of a daze. I immediately make a plan to go back to the drugstore tomorrow to buy at least twenty copies of the magazine. Or however many my diminished bank account will allow. Because this is definitely the kind of thing you'd want to be able to show your grandchildren when you — Crap! I have to call Mason. He doesn't even know that his face is plastered in magazines across the country, dressed in his sauce-stained Brooklyn Pizza apron with a smudge of flour on his left cheek. I chose that specific picture, as opposed to the generic shirtless picture that I'm sure every girl chooses, because I thought it made him look humble and down-to-earth and really captured his whole Mason essence.
I'm totally anxious to get home and whip out my cell phone. My dad has lectured me way too many times about the law in California that prohibits anyone from using a cell phone while driving, unless it's with a headset. But if you're under eighteen, you can't even do that. And not wanting to risk losing my cell phone or my driving privileges, I always wait — rather impatiently, I might add — until I get to my destination before making or taking any calls. This can get really annoying with Angie's habit of calling repeatedly until I pick up.
I press the first speed-dial button and wait for Mason to answer. It goes straight to voice mail. Oh, right. I forgot he's still at soccer practice.
I am tempted to drive over to the soccer field and wait for him to finish practice so I can show him the article, but I know that my history book is waiting for me upstairs, and I cannot fail this test tomorrow. I need to keep my GPA up if I am ever going to be accepted to Amherst with Mason.
So I drag myself into the house, up the stairs, and into my bedroom. As I settle back into more reading about the French's love of the guillotine and the forming of the National Assembly, my phone rings again. This time it's Jade, and I answer it using the justification that the French Revolution happened like hundreds of years ago and all this stuff is happening right now. And isn't everyone always telling us to live in the now?
"Omigod," she says breathlessly as soon as I answer. "I just realized what this whole magazine article thing means."
"It means we'll finally be able to get into the Loft." She pronounces the word Loft in a loud whisper, as if it's the location of a top secret CIA drop point where confidential information is going to be exchanged at 0900 hours.
"You think? All because of this?" I ask, feeling skeptical.
"Of course!" Jade yells in my ear. "Hello? Mason is going to be like the most popular guy in school after this. And since you're his girlfriend and we're your friends, we'll totally get in."
The infamous "Loft" that Jade is referring to is actually a condo in downtown San Francisco that Spencer Cooper's parents own but rarely use because they're constantly traveling to much more glamorous places around the world. Apparently our little town just northeast of San Fran isn't exciting enough for them to stay put for longer than two weeks at a time. This means that Spencer is often left alone with his brand-new BMW, a credit card with no limit, and most important, the keys to the Loft. Spencer Cooper is infamous for two things: being the richest kid in school and also being the most stuck-up. I've never actually had a conversation with him (and honestly, I'm not sure if I'd ever want to), but from what I've heard, he's totally one of those guys who thinks he's better than everyone else because his parents have money. In seventh grade, it was rumored he paid his English teacher fifteen thousand dollars to change his grade from a C to a B. Honestly, I think that's just bad business sense. If you're going to pay someone that much money to change your grade, at least make it an A.
Anyway, Spencer began hosting parties at the Loft at the beginning of last year, and it quickly became the place to be and be seen for Colonial High. Everyone who's anyone is at the Loft parties. People like Heather Campbell, the most popular girl at our high school; her best friend, Jenna LeRoux, who also happens to be Spencer's current girlfriend; and anyone that Heather and Jenna deem worthy to hang out with them.
Up until now, my friends and I have never gone. We've only heard about how fabulous it is. Because it's not the kind of party you can just show up to. There's a list somewhere that indicates who is allowed in. Everyone else is turned away at the door. Unfortunately, we have yet to make it on that list.
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Table of Contents
The Hunky Dough Boy 5
The Heather Campbell of Colonial High 17
Behind Door Number Three 27
The Great Escape 38
The Dalai Who? 49
Waiting on the World to Change 63
Operation Splitsville 72
Operation Butter Face 80
Charmed, I'm Sure 97
Operation Cross-Dresser 104
The Legend of the Great Granny Panty Bandit 111
An Unexpected Apology 120
Operation Mrs. Robinson 128
The Proof Is in the Facebook Profile 137
Good News Travels Fast 143
Bathroom Stall Confessions 148
Dr. Jekyll Mr. Cooper 153
Secret Love Affair 162
Something Wicked This Way Comes 170
Truth Be Told 178
Beware of the Turkey Chili 187
My Own TV Crime Drama 194
The Butterfly Effect 202
Spen, the Swedish Intern 207
Hurricane Jenna 212
The Ultimate Ultimatum 215
Returning to Ground Zero 222
The Space-Time Continuum 228
The New Godfather 236
Kisses for Karma? 242
A Test of Faith 248
Operation Pay Forward 252
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Madison has the perfect boyfriend. She even sent in his photo to an uber-popular magazine for best boyfriend. Once they publish his photo, she hopes they will rise in popularity. She couldn't be happier gaining entrance to the exclusive parties at the Loft, until she finds her boyfriend making out with Queen Bee Heather Campbell. She rushes out of the party and waits for him to call and apologize. The phone call never comes. Instead, Madison must face the new "It" couple on Monday. She spends the week wallowing, until her mother forces her on a field trip - where she has a brilliant idea. Boys break hearts and nothing ever happens as a consequence, so Madison and her two BFFs start up a Karma Club to take back what matters most to the boys who broke their hearts. Will messing with Karma come back to bite them in the butt? A very entertaining read filled with friendship, girls kicking butt, and taking a break from boys. I love books with girls taking charge - and this one fits the bill perfectly.
I thought this was a very good book!!! It is very realistic and i read it all in 3 hours. I would suggest to read it!!! But i am telling you it is a little on the " adult" side and if you are under the age of 12 you should not read this book. But all in all it is a very great book
I love this book! I really enoyed reading it, and i couldnt put it down. I finished it in a day! It was really addicting and every page had some kind of excitement. The karma club was a really great book and i would totally suggest it to my friends and family. It might gave been a little mature for my age, but i still loved the story line and the characters. I highly suggest this book!!!!!!!
MYSECOND FAV BOOK EVA .. i think i cant choose .... Anyways! this book is really good and has turns and twist and omfg moments and omg! its to hard to explain its awesomeness ...............I dare you to read this book then say i dont like it cuz i bet you wont be able to i know couldnt id probally shoot myslef before saying that ignore the haters on this review because this book deserves a google rating
My thoughts...Mostly of us, with the exception of a very fortunate few, have been through a bad breakup. Frequently, the break-up is due to someone not being faithful, honest, or having respect for their significant other. So it is very easy to sympathize with the girls in the book, particularly Maddy, when they go after the source of their grief. The plot of this story was cute, predictable, but enjoyable. There is a hint of a blossoming romance, plenty of stuck-up girls, and heartbreak to satisfy fans of YA novels. For me, the best part of this story was the moral. I know, I know, "the moral", but it really sent a good message to readers. I would recommend this book to younger YA readers. The recommendation on the book states ages 12 and up. The book is very age appropriate, so parents of young readers don't have to worry about bad language, sex scenes, or drug abuse (just a bit of smooching). It was a very quick read, I read it in less than 24 hours. This was however, not one of my favorite YA reads. The actions of the characters, while understandable, seemed a bit harsh. However, I did notice quite a bit a character growth by the end of the story. There was a line from the story that stayed with me..."I think most people want to do the right thing, they're just not presented with enough opportunities to do so."
I really enjoyed this book, in fact i LOVED it! It was such a light, fun, and original read, to put it simply we all know the saying "what goes around comes around" or good deeds get rewarded or something like that. But In The Karma Club,Jessica lets the characters experience the wrath of Karma. So if you want to take karma in your own hands *CAUTION!* is all I'm going to tell you.The characters are great. It was almost like they were real. The book starts out and the characters are full of life and personality. You can't help but love them. Maddy is the main characters and of course my fave. She pretty much owns this book. The trio(Maddy, and her BFF's Jade and Angie) go through some life changing experiences. It all started with revenge.They want to get revenge on their ex's, since they totally broke their hearts and karma not doing it's job. That meant it was time for OPERATION MR DEEDS(aka taking karma into their own hands). Everything is pretty much going as planned, but then a developing relationship between Madison and popular hottie Spencer starts to bloom... karma's not done yet.Their friendship, romance, and maybe their lives... is one the line.With Jessica's fun and creative writing and her honest witty characters. I know people who love Lauren Barnholdt and Suzanne Young will love this book. It's definitely going to be one of my all time faves.
I'm sorry, but this is commercial and intellectually offensive. Yes, girls like stories about chasing boys, getting boys, getting revenge on the popular crowd...blah, blah, blah. But this borders on trashy. I would never encourage my students to read it, because it teaches nothing and imparts a sense of behaving badly is 'fun', even if the girls do come to face issues in the end. It's hardly a book of girl empowerment, which we desperately need. Where is the evocative imagery? The craftsmanship of characters? The skill of dialogue? There is none, sadly. Skip this one, girls! You're better off watching a ridiculous episode of Entertainment Tonight. Too bad the author doesn't apply any real sense of literary talent or prowess to her work.
Madison Kasparkova has a seemly perfect life ¿ great friends, a fantastic boyfriend, and she is a good student. However, after attending a party, hosted by the elite teen clique in her school, she finds her boyfriend cheating on her with the most popular girl in school. Feeling as though her entire world has been turned upside-down, Maddy enlists her best friends, Jade and Angie in a cleverly designed plan for karmic retribution. It doesn't take long for the girls to learn that attempting to alter Karma does have it's consequences.Comments:This is not a book that I would have normally chosen, so I was pleasantly surprised to find that I actually enjoyed reading the book. It took about 90 pages to get into the story, but once the girls started implementing their karmic-capers, I found it entertaining, humorous and clever. I enjoyed reading about the three friends and their commitment and dedication to each other. The plot and character development are very surface, so I wouldn't say this is at all a thought-provoking book. This debut effort by new YA author, Jessica Brody, is, for lack of a better word, delightful and appropriate for even pre-teen readers. The content is quite tame and the vocabulary makes it an quick and easy read.School Media Extensions:Not intended for whole class reading, the book does offer and interesting look at dealing with life after a break-up. It is lighthearted and engaging ¿ a good cheer-up recommendation for a bummed-out teen looking to make sense out of chaos.I think teens will find this book interesting and entertaining, and might get their minds working on how they approach moving on after a long term relationship has ended, and how they can look to their friends and family to support them, even if their idea of support involves a little vengeance and a few get-even pranks.
Jessica Brody's THE KARMA CLUB is a great novel with an even greater message. Maddy Kasparkova is an extremely relateable heroine, though I did find her a tad overwhelming at the beginning of the novel. She is completely consumed with being popular, which was definitely not me in high school. After Maddy realizes that being popular isn't all it's cracked up to be, she grew on me. I'm not sure it's a good thing, but I definitely identified with her revenge schemes. I think everyone has those times when they're fed up with how the chips fall and how terribly unfair things can be. Like Maddy, I sometimes feel like I should somehow even the score. I've learned that, while it may feel good in the moment, it doesn't feel so great later, a lesson Maddy quickly learns as well.I'll admit to finding the Karma Club's revenge schemes hilarious. "Operation Butterface?" Classic. But it wasn't just the adventures and sticky situations the girls find themselves in that I found amusing, the dialogue and Maddy's inner monologue kept a smile on my face as well. At the start of the novel, I wasn't sure that Maddy would have a romantic interest. In a fit of girl power she swears of boys and I felt confident that she'd keep that promise. I was suprised, but happy, when I discovered that was not the case... Actually, Maddy's unexpected relationship bore a happy resemblance to my favorite One Tree Hill (CW) romance.It's rare that I can pinpoint my favorite part of a novel, especially in a fun novel like THE KARMA CLUB, but there was a part, near the end, that sticks out to me. After Maddy realizes that she has completely misunderstood karma, and scored herself some bad mojo in the process, she still admits that there is a part of her that enjoys all the drama and stunts The Karma Club orchestrated. I loved how honest that was. And it sticks with me because you can know something is wrong and still get some satisfaction from it. I find that people, myself included, often have a hard time admitting that. I thought it was important that Maddy came to that realization.THE KARMA CLUB relays some important messages under the guise of a fun, lighthearted read. I highly recommend!
THE KARMA CLUB, by Jessica Brody, was a test of faith and balance of the universe. Maddy felt that Karma skipped over her and her friends so they took it into their hands to create The Karma Club to balance the wrongs that their past boyfriends did to them. You can probably see what trouble they will encounter at this point...I am instantly drawn to any book that is karma-related. I love the idea of karma and the practice of finding balance for yourself. But when human emotions and actions step in, this idea can throw the balance out of whack. Karma is the most perfect thing in this universe. There are rules that can never be broken and if they are, an "alternate" will be created to balance out again. Basically, it is a pretty awesome concept.The plot for this book was fantastic but I had such a hard time connecting with the characters. I felt that Maddy was an okay character. The break-up between Mason and Maddy was over too soon I think, I wish there were more instances of confrontation to build up the hate more. And I felt that Spencer could have been fleshed out more too. I liked them as a couple but I really wanted to get to know him, with him I felt like Maddy was just looking for something to do when she wasn't worried about revenge. Jade and Angie were my favorite characters though. I connected with them better than Maddy because they seemed more real and more apt to deal with revenge.Overall, I liked this book, but more for the idea of it than the characters.
Madison Kasparkova is a typical high school student with a perfect life and a perfect boyfriend, until she sees him kissing someone else! In her heart-broken state, her mother takes her to a new age retreat, which Maddie rejects right away. But when the concept of Karma is introduced, her curiosity is piqued, and when she returns home, she shares what she has learned with her two best friends.The trouble with Karma, they decide, is that it doesn't act as quickly as Maddie, Angie, and Jade think it should, so they take matters into their own hands. They form the Karma Club, an exclusive group (just them) that has as its purpose the righting of injustices they see at school. Of course, hilarity ensues as they become involved in high-jinks and pranks, most of which have only minor consequences. However, they soon learn that the karmic balance is just that--a balance--and that they really shouldn't be trying to force it onto their timetable.The characters are convincing as high-schoolers, especially the mean girls and the shallow ex-boyfriend (who hasn't had one of those?), and the drama of this age does feel as serious and all-consuming as Brody makes it seem. A very good, very funny book with a strong message about the power of kindness and letting go.Suggested audience: ages 14-18, especially girls
i love love loved this book its my fav book in the whole world cuz this book 2 me wasnt like any other book that u c in a everday school library this book has a good lesson 2 it and i couldnt put the book down at all i read it like everyday 2 hours each maybe more this book never bores u and i mean never there is always something new coming i read this in class and i got rlly excited about a part i practiclly jumped out of my seat i couldnt ask for a better book and those ppl who said 1 star dont listen 2 them they must be crazy its a must read just read it
ok this book is reall really good its my fav book and ive read lots and lots of books i think jessica brody should make more books like this but no one will ever be able to beat this one i screamed i cried i laughed with the main character of course instead of throwing up in a alley i would probally beat the guy up A MUST READ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am 13 and LOVE this book! It may be some what inapropiate for my age range, but it waas great. A pretty quick read- I couldnt put it down. It was funny, and I felt as if I was right along the characters witnessing every detailed scene!!