What the heck did I just read...?
Let me rewind & explain why I’m so confused.
First off, the book had me LAUGHING. OUT. LOUD. It was genuinely HILARIOUS & I really did like Camie as a character/narrator. I also really liked Jill, and wished I had a sister like her. Also, I especially LOVED the 70s, 80s, and 90s pop culture references. I mean, who doesn’t like Buffy, John Cusack, Pink Floyd, & John Hughes movies?! And I’m not even a part of those generations!
HOWEVER. . .
The story completely fell apart toward the end. I was like, HUH?! And trust me, I’ve tried to understand, accept, and even like it.
But NO.
Why it didn’t work for me:
Camie’s mom had breast cancer. I don’t know about most people, but for me, that is a pretty big deal. If my mom had breast cancer, whether she was in remission or not, dating would be the last thing on my mind. For Camie, dating was her number one mission.
Love at first sight w/ the schools’ “most popular” player/bad boy. EW. So cliché and…just, no.
Camie was FIFTEEN. Maybe I was extremely sheltered (although I don’t think I was), but her relationship was way too fast-paced for it to be realistic. I think their relationship would’ve been more realistic if the setting was in COLLEGE. Not high-school. I mean, even the author notes that the book isn’t recommended for readers under 16! Why the hell is Camie 15?! She should’ve been AT LEAST 17.
Additionally, TRISTIAN WAS A PUNK ASS, JERK. Sorry. But it’s true.
He was a lying, scumbag cheater, that thought he was hot shit. Ugh. At first, I thought there’d certainly be an explanation for his cocky, noncommittal, “bad-boy” ways. There wasn’t. He was just spoiled, cocky, possessive, and in my point of view: dangerous.
Look, I like my bad boys, but within the context of this story… I just didn’t think it was appropriate. And the excuses Camie continually made for this douche was unbelievable! She kind of reminded me of my younger self, and maybe that’s why I’m being so harsh/ judgmental, but this girl doesn’t know what she’s getting into!
Any guy that breaks another guys’ nose for “flirting” with you, when he’s not so innocent himself, is a punk. He throws Camie over his shoulders like some caveman idiot, IN FRONT OF EVERYONE, and locks her up in a room (overnight). His friends have to bring them “room service” food b/c he’s holding her hostage. She can’t even go PEE without him taking her to the bathroom! THAT IS NOT NORMAL. And this happens in front of the whole school, practically.
I’m not a lesbian, or a radical feminist. However, I do have something called self-respect. I don’t think it’s healthy to romanticize these types of abusive relationships. This sends the wrong message to both young men and women that stuff like that is somehow OK, or even romantic, in a strange & twisted way. It’s just not.
And most of the time (in real life), if a dude lies to you, doesn’t want to go public with your relationship, is extremely possessive over you, has an aggressive streak, ignores you half the time, is known to be a major player, and so forth – He’s probably not into you.IT DOESN’T MEAN HE LOVES YOU, OKAY?! There aren’t any SECRET hints he’s sending you.
I like angst, jealousy, and overprotective "bad-boys." But what's important to me is the reason and context. In Camie and Tristan's case, I just didn't feel like his behavior was acceptable. Or attractive. Or sweet. Or anything but wrong and creepy.
Anyways, I could go on & on, but I won’t. I really wanted to like this because it was so funny at first, but I just couldn’t look past Tristan’s abusive behavior, Camie’s age, and the overall shallow nature of this story.
I won’t be finishing the series.