Hello and happy Wednesday. This book review is for the people like me who are into a nice romance featuring a boy that will literally ruin every other man for us. This is a review for people who enjoy scenes that are sexy enough to make us giggle and wish we were the main characters, but that don’t involve whips or little torture rooms. This book is for those of us who are kinda sorta tired of the same high school stories because come on, can’t anything relatable happen in them?
Maybe you don’t know this, but Ginger Scott, author of The Hard Count is one of my absolute queens. I first read How We Deal With Gravity and more recently got super into the Falling series audiobooks. Those books, however, don’t compare to The Hard Count and what that audiobook did to my angsty little heart. Trust me, I felt the same way I did whenever I saw the P.E teacher I had a crush on when I was a senior.
The Hard Count is mostly told from Reagan’s perspective. Reagan is a nerd who’s really into film. She’s actually filming a documentary that features her father, the football team’s coach, and her brother, the quarterback. Man, I felt so American just saying that. I had no clue about American football, so thank you Ginger for illustrating me in this sport that is nothing like what people in the rest of planet earth call football. Reagan’s best friend is a cheerleader, which is cool because it breaks the stereotype that nerds and cheerleaders can’t be friends or whatever.
Then we have Nico, a guy who’s also a nerd and who’s always debating with Reagan in English class. She had a crush on him when they were like 14 years old but nothing happened. That detail, though, is super cute, and I appreciated it a lot. Nico is a Latino boy who lives in a not-so-nice neighborhood. He plays football with his friends but has no intentions of playing with the school’s team until Reagan begs him to do so because Noah, her quarterback brother got injured and she accidentally saw Nico play and she knows he’s great.
Told like this, obviously the plot sounds predictable. We obviously know Nico and Reagan are going to end up together (oh, you hadn’t figured that out? Oops, sorry), but Ginger Scott’s style is so fantastic that I kept listening just to find out how everything was going to fall into place, you know?
Some bits of the story include Nico’s diary entries from when he was younger, and though this was a nice detail, I didn’t like the fact that the narrator sounded nothing like a Latino guy. I’m Colombian. I’ve spoken English for 19 years now and I don’t really have a strong Sofía Vergara accent, but you can tell I’m Latina and I’m proud of that. They could’ve chosen a less American guy to do Nico’s bits.
Also, while we’re at it, there was this bit that bothered me when Reagan first mentions Nico to her father and he says something like “I thought he played soccer”, and then Reagan is all outraged and says “just because he’s Mexican doesn’t mean he plays soccer.” Reagan’s father supposedly didn’t know about Nico, right? But just by listening to his name he assumes he’s a Mexican. Again, this Latina girl felt slightly offended. Just because someone has a Latin name doesn’t mean they’re Mexican. So much for trying to challenge stereotypes there, huh Reagan? And by the way, I wasn’t bothered by the soccer part because it is the most common sport in Latin American countries, including Mexico, and Colombia, where I come from.
I hadn’t reviewed a book in a while and this felt good. Tell me, are there any audiobooks you’ve listened to and loved recently?
Love, Miss Camila