The popular, rich crowd in high school has always been hated and adored by everyone. Always. Simultaneously. We follow them on a Spring Break trip to Aruba and the teens do typical teen things. (As a side note, I'm 21, and I still haven't gotten to their crazy point yet.) And then someone in their party dies.
No one knows exactly what happened, so the investigation starts.
"Wouldn't we all look guilty if someone searched hard enough?"
That's the line that makes me doubt my existence, mostly because it's true. Dangerous Girls is told through many different time points, alternating back and forth between the present (interviews, talk shows, character interactions after the fact), and the past (how the characters met, what they did at Aruba, etc.). This style of writing can get very confusing, but it also keeps the suspense up and going.