UConn transfer student Natalie finds that her lack of worldly experience can’t stand up to the pressures of a hot frat brother.
College Girl is really just a poor woman’s I Am Charlotte Simmons. I didn’t get sucked into Natalie’s story the way I had hoped to, because I usually love these kinds of tales, and I found myself frustrated with her relentless passivity (which she shares with Charlotte, but Wolfe made this almost an heroic quality in his heroine). Believe it or not, I read it in an evening, mostly because I didn’t want to have to pick it back up in the morning. If it were longer, I would’ve just stopped reading but it was so short I figured I’d see it through.