What’s worse than
lusting after my best friend’s on again off again boyfriend? How about
my dad dating his mother, and my mom redesigning his bedroom for her
show? With fate interfering so cruelly, can you really blame me for
putting my magic potions to not-so-good use?
I’m Zoe Miller, a
fifteen-year-old witch with only one power-—a talent for potions. I have
my life all mapped out. I plan to be a doctor and develop drugs to cure
disease. We already have potions to help all kinds of symptoms, but
none of them will get by the Food and Drug Administration. I mean, the
government bureaucrats are not going to okay the ingestion of bat wings
or unicorn horns. Luckily, fat-free margarine has already been found to
be an adequate substitute for dead man’s toe. So, I really hold out hope
that I can make things work. Looking for edible substitutions to use in
the potions is my passion.
(Goodreads)
I remember reading it a while back (June 17 2012 to be exact) and I thought that it was super good, and very interesting, but the second time around... Meh. It could have been a lot better, and at times it was childish. I know that she's, like, 15 and all. But I mean come on! It was ridiculous at times, I mean she wouldn't stand up for her self when it came to her friend (that was not a good friend, she was absolutely horrible) she just kept making up excuses as to why she couldn't stand up to her.
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