Part of me is somewhat embarrassed to have given this book three stars. That means…I kind of liked this. It took me a few days to even figure out how to review this, it was just so…bad. But bad in a good way at the same time, if that’s making any sense.
Okay, my favorite book series and guilty pleasure is the Pretty Little Liars series by Sara Shepard. They are terribly engrossing, they have characters you love to hate, and the plots are just so absolutely ridiculous that you can’t help but love them. And keep loving them, eighteen books (I think there were eighteen total? I lost count, I just know I have them all and have read them multiple times) later. I’m really hoping there isn’t a follow up to this thing, because I know I’ll be waiting to pick it up, regardless of the fact that I’m only giving this three stars.
I’d love to go into detail on the plot of this book, but even after reading it, and rereading certain parts, I honestly have no frickin’ clue what the plot was supposed to be. Seriously…was there a point to this book?
I mean, the book starts off with Alex (the only character I even somewhat liked) picking up her friend Mollie, and taking her to drug store for Plan-B (for what must be a routine trip for her, according to the book), because she had unprotected sex with her boyfriend. That first chapter alone should have clued me in to what kind of book I was going to be reading. The entire book was nothing but these three girls (and several guys who were completely annoying and who I honestly couldn’t stand) doing nothing but having sex and drinking. Constantly. All the time. No kidding. Well, except Alex, who is apparently a virgin through the book, because the one guy she is interested in a dumb toolbag who wants their friend, Veronica, because she puts out and has huge boobs or whatever.
The language in this book was terrible, which may be one of the reasons I liked it so much. I mean, reading the word “whorebox” in a book is just hilarious. I don’t know why, I just found the way these girls talked to be absolutely hilarious. I mean, the characters themselves were whiny, annoying, bitches and I hated them all, except for Alex, who I sort of managed to tolerate and actually looked forward to reading the chapters that had to do with her story. She joined a band, found out she loved singing, and wasn’t the only one obsessed with the shallow interests that the rest of these girls possessed. At one point, she plans on turning down a party because she’s sitting at home reading a book. Yes, I was impressed.
All in all, this book was kind of…amusing. It didn’t really have a point…it was kind of just mindless reading, and I guess that’s what I needed at the time.
Note: I received a copy of this book from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.