I have Vicky Angel by my bed every night, on top of a stack of various books. I've read it about five times and still can never get tired of how fierce, daring, and cold-hearted Vicky Waters is, and how weak, puny, and troubled Jade Marshall is. I don't know the feeling of your best friend using you like a doll, making you do what she desires but I know it's difficult and heartbreaking.
Jade's life is falling apart; Fatboy Sam who is misunderstood to be keen on Vicky when he's just trying to get and close and help Jade, her father and mother hanging onto their relationship with all their might just for their daughter, and Vicky being the most selfish, vain, controlling devil to her own best friend. How can Jade bear Vicky's snide comments on her choice of "pudding" friends and her cadaverous figure?
Jade is too attached to Vicky to let go of the past, forget the tragic car accident, and confront the future where Vicky can't haunt her. She should stop wasting away, desperately calling out for Vicky, and not get on with her life.
Overall, fantastic writing, descriptive feelings, and the wonderful, twisted plot. It's a huge, heart-warming story in 171 pages.