unteachable5starsTitle: Unteachable
Author: Leah Raeder
Genres: New Adult, Contemporary
Release Day: March 24th 2014

Maise O’Malley just turned eighteen, but she’s felt like a grown-up her entire life. The summer before senior year, she has plans: get into a great film school, convince her mom to go into rehab, and absolutely do not, under any circumstances, screw up her own future.

When Maise meets Evan at a carnival one night, their chemistry is immediate, intense, and short-lived. Which is exactly how she likes it: no strings. Someone who sees beyond her bravado to the scared but strong girl inside.

That someone turns out to be her new film class teacher, Mr. Evan Wilke. Maise and Evan resolve to keep their hands off each other, but the attraction is too much to bear. People start to notice. Rumors fly. When the truth comes to light in a shocking way, they may learn they were just playing parts for each other, too.


5 poetic stars!

Unteachable, was on my TBR for ages! And I knew that the moment I read it, it would be another book that I would want to forget just so I can read it again. I was right. Even though I put it off for as long as possible, it was always there on the back on my mind, and I would wait just a little longer for the epicness that was sure to follow. Basically this book is a poem but longer. And I felt the urge to hug Maise close and hold her forever.

“There are moments, when you’re getting to know someone, when you realize something deep and buried in you is deep and buried in them, too. It feels like meeting a stranger you’ve known your whole life.”

Maise and Evan. They meet at the carnival. They hook up. She lied. He wanted more. She wanted more. But maybe not like this…

“He could have said, I’m a teacher, and everything would have been different.”

Maise is a broken girl, she has an absent father and a junkie mom.

“I see the lights every night. It seems like the whole world has figured out how to be happy, but no one’s letting me in on the secret.”

She was forced to be to adult. She was forced to raise herself up. Daddy issues and all. She has random hook-ups and lies about her age. He is here to stay though.

“Part of falling in love with someone is actually falling in love with yourself. Realizing that you’re gorgeous, you’re fearless and unpredictable, you’re a firecracker spitting light, entrancing a hundred faces that stare up at you with starry eyes.”

The readers are constantly hit with Maise’s thoughts about getting caught.

“We knew what we were doing, Your Honor.”

Because having an affair with your teacher is dangerous, and even if she is legal, he could loose his job.

But he doesn’t care; so they try, against all odds, they try to keep their relationship hidden and they manage to do that for a little while. They kiss and hide and it is plain obvious but no one knows. Until they do…

“That’s another thing about lies: if you convince yourself they’re true, they become true.
A lie is a discrepancy of belief, not fact.”

And shit hits the fan. The secret is not a secret anymore and even though things seemed to be perfect within their little bubble, when that bursts, other secrets come out. But Maise wants to live this. And she wants to leave town, with him. Go to Hollywood and start over. Leave her junkie mom behind and her friends that seem to have formed the wrong opinion of her. And he wants her to live. Be free, without him, be a kid. But neither had a proper childhood. So they stay together. They try.

“Who fixes broken people? Is it only other broken people, ones who’ve already been ruined? And do we need to be fixed? It was the messiness and hurt in our pasts that drove us, and that same hurt connected us at a subdermal level, the kind of scars written so deeply in your cells that you can’t even see them anymore, only recognize them in someone else.”

A must read and definitely a story that will stay with me!


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