Thank you Sue. I read this book as a girl (I still am one, don't get confused) and I really loved it, and have thought of it often over the years, but couldn't remember the title or enough details to tell anyone about it until Sue mentioned it and brought it to my remembrance.
However, reading this book as an adult, I didn't love it in quite the same way, which I guess is no surprise. Probably because I am so cynical and jaded. But maybe also because it is such a highschooly love story.
I read some books about teenage girls who do stupid things (because they all do) and I think "AH! She is so stupid! Can't someone make her stop being so stupid?!?" But then I read other books about teenage girls who do stupid things and think "Oh, she is stupid. That is exactly the same way I would have acted. What a dummy." This book was like that. She was dumb, but she was only 17, and I was dumb then too. (I'm not anymore though. I don't care what you say.) However, I didn't find the romance believable. She falls crazy in love with some guy who she doesn't know and in the end, despite all his mixed signals and their total lack of knowing each other, he is actually in love with her too because she looked so beautiful that one night at the dance.
This book was actually a lot like reading one of my journals from highschool, though my journal is a lot less exciting, with worse grammar. I was that much in love, but the guy never gave me the time of day. Probably cuz I was so weird looking. Anyway, I forget my point, but I'm sure I had one. I guess I just don't think love works that way, but even so, I still enjoyed reading it very much.