New girl who starts off pretty smart and confident, but at her initiation into the popular clique, she fizzles to weak, bitchy and a complete follower.
Irritating.
There's no other way around reviewing Art Geeks and Prom Queens than getting nasty. Halfway through, I'd rolled my eyes a few times, wondering if I was reading a cheesy diary of someone who is actually in high school, giving writing a go.
The tone of writing, the voice of the main character, all the brand name dropping and fancy living had me wondering if I had gotten sucked into someone's mind, a mind that's full of delusions of grandeur.
Like in half the YA books I've been reading lately, of course the teenagers are constantly drinking, snorting drugs, popping pills and being promiscuous to have a good time. Cliché, much? If I were a teenager, I would be completely insulted by the author's thinking. For once, is it too much to ask for an author to write out high schoolers who have a good time without getting wasted, talking overextensively about "hooking up" and being labeled "cool" for doing it? Who will ever speak for those who prefer not to do ish like that? And who will mold a character that won't suddenly wither when she's in the so-called "in" crowd?
Predictable ending - the meanest of the mean girls gets what she deserves, the main character kisses and makes up with everyone she dissed, and everybody lives happily ever after. A surprising ending would have probably led me to giving this book 2 stars, but too bad.
Again I ask, was this book written by someone in high school? The grown-ups are not acting like grown-ups, rather than older version of teenagers.
Rio, the main star, has a mother who doesn't give a shit about her daughter's comfort in her own skin, pimping her out to the popular girls because hey, if you're not popular, you're not somebody.
In one of those 'awesome' parties that kids in her school throw, Rio actually sips champagne in the presence of someone's father and the man doesn't even bat an eyelash! WTF.
Snotty, juvenile behaviour that made me want to punch those shallow guys and girls. I'm not turning to grab a James Patterson book but I need more than a book being so darn superficial.
If this was what the author wanted to achieve: congratulations, I felt like I was watching a Disney movie.