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Jacqueline Wilson occupied a huge amount of my pre-goodreads era childhood reading.
I constantly read and reread her books, especially Double Act fyi, and this one was odd one out in that I can't remember where and when I came across it.

So fast forward many years and I had the opportunity for a reread because my uni friend and I got to chatting about dear ol' Wilson, and she promised me, she'd get me one of her copies and tada I was presented with Love Lessons.

It's no secret this has a lot to do with a forbidden relationship between Prue and her (married, way older) art teacher Rax and that was the only thing I could recall from the first time reading Love Lessons.
It seemed weird and off at the time, and now it seems even more gross and disgusting, ugh.
So humberty.
Ah well it wouldn't be a Jacqueline Wilson without problematic issues.
Throw in a dose of dysfunctional families and this is your perfect prototype.

It was okay and I do think she has a nice fluent style of writing; however, middle grade is not my thing and rereading middle grade even less so, which explains the low rating.