I went into reading this thinking, ok, nice cover, bestselling adult author, this should be a good one. I'm sorry to say, but that's not how I felt when I finished the book.The book is full of possibilities, high school good girl who secretly spent time in a mental instiution, a cajun bad boy who has the good girls attention and an ancient prophecy about to unfold. We have tons of backstory, get to know Evie, her friends, her boyfriend and her family. We have Jackson, we get to know him, his buddies and his homelife. For what? The Flash happens and most of what we invested our time in is no more. Evie, throughout the book, knows she is meant for something else, is told that, and goes through the "oh no I'm not" phase more times than I can count. Jackson is a total ass about 98% of the time. Sooo many times I wanted to smack Evie, punch Jackson and throw the book at the author. I will give you this, the last two chapters blew me away. They were what the entire book should have been. Action, thrills, excitement, discovery and an awareness of all the possibilities. Why, oh why, couldn't the entire book have been like that? Those two chapters moved the book up from one star to two. If the entire book had been that good, I'd be giving it at least 4. Will I read book two? I honestly don't know. Maybe if the library has it, maybe not.