She Gets the Girl meets Bottoms in this “thoroughly charming and entertaining” ( Kirkus Reviews) young adult sapphic rom-com about two teens who want revenge on the flaky popular girl they’re both crushing on. Cynical but sensitive Beau Carl is on a mission. She needs to know if ultra-popular Maia Moon—the girl she’s been secretly hooking up with for months—really has feelings for her. But when she shows up at the last big party of the year before prom, she sees Maia about to kiss someone else. Sweet, inexperienced Charm Montgomery is the “someone else.” And she’s ecstatic that she’s been reading Maia’s flirty behavior in their tutoring sessions correctly. But when the kiss is interrupted and Maia accepts an elaborate promposal from her douchey, popular boyfriend just a few days later, both Charm and Beau end up heartbroken. There’s only one thing for them to do—get her back. And the only way to do that is for Beau to tutor Charm on how she can get their former crush to fall for her so hard that Maia will dump her ex…and then get dumped for once. As their plan starts working, Beau and Charm grow closer too, in a way neither expected. But are either of them ready to let go of their scheme to take a chance on something a little sweeter—and scarier—than revenge? * "Nearly flawless... Call Your Boyfriend is a smart, buoyant YA romance. Cole and Woodfolk clearly respect rom-com formulas and tropes, and expertly demonstrate how to deploy them with skill....easily fits on a shelf—alongside Becky Albertalli's Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda, Jenny Han's To All the Boys I've Loved Before , and Alice Oseman's Heartstopper series—of the 21st century's most beloved contemporary rom-coms for teen readers." -- Shelf Awareness, starred review ― 05/14/25 "A flirty offering that features fully fleshed-out characters, low-stakes conflict, and witty banter." -- Publishers Weekly ― 04/14/2025 "A thoroughly charming and entertaining rom-com." -- Kirkus ― 05/15/2025 Olivia A. Cole is the author of Call Your Boyfriend and several other books, including Dear Medusa , Ariel Crashes a Train , and The Truth About White Lies for young adults, and Where the Lockwood Grows and The Empty Place for younger readers. A Los Angeles Times Book Prize nominee, Olivia lives in Louisville, Kentucky, where writing and parenting keep life very interesting. Visit her at OliviaACole.com. Ashley Woodfolk has loved reading and writing for as long as she can remember. She started reading at age five, writing poetry and stories at age seven, and after majoring in English in college, worked in children’s book publishing for over a decade. Now a full-time mom and writer, Ashley lives in a sunny Brooklyn apartment with her cute husband, her cuter dog, and the cutest kids in the world, and she spends her days (and nights) writing. She is the author of Call Your Boyfriend and many other books, including The Beauty that Remains , When You Were Everything , Blackout , Nothing Burns as Bright as You , and the Flyy Girls series. Visit her at AshleyWoodfolk.com. Chapter 1: Beau 1 Beau How do you give a girl her panties back? Probably not at the party where she’s going to be with her boyfriend. But I’m going to do it anyway. “Will you get out already?” Celine says. “Daniel is waiting for me.” “For a supposedly doting big sister, you’re not very supportive.” “Shut up, Beau. You should be happy I brought you at all. You could have driven yourself if you hadn’t fucked up. Stealing the car like a delinquent.” “Taking without permission is not always the same as stealing. And I was going to see a girl. Not like I was joyriding or baseball-batting mailboxes. Plus, you’re overlooking the critical fact that I brought it back .” “Like you’re going to do with that girl’s underwear?” “Excuse me,” I say. “They were given to me. I didn’t take them. That would be a weird, perverted crime.” Celine makes a face that communicates not judgment but a universal skepticism about all my choices. She’s never approved of any girlfriend I’ve ever had—but maybe that’s because none of the girls who have been in the back seat of this very car have ever been actual girlfriends. “When I want to give someone something, I give them, like, candy,” she adds. “Yeah, well, it’s complicated.” “So is everything.” “Yeah,” I sigh. “So is everything.” The underwear is folded neatly in my pocket. I didn’t want them to be all wrinkled when I gave them back. I gaze at the house, every window already filled with people from school. What the hell am I doing here? “I’m not going to ask why she gave them to you,” Celine says. “But why are you giving them back?” “Because I think it’s over. She got back together with her boyfriend.” I pause. “Again.” “Pardon me, her what ? Is she bi?” “No. I mean, maybe. I don’t know. I don’t think she does either.” A moment of silence sits between us. I don’t know what Celine is think