Helpful Score: 3
This had to be the most annoying, self-centered, whiny, judgemental, stuck-up heroine I've ever come across in my reading. Why anyone would like Polly Martin, the heroine, is beyond me. This book was just one big snobby pity party the heroine insisted on having. Had I not been hooked by three of the secondary characters I would have stopped reading this waaay before I did. { Nope, didn't finish.}. Miss Swoon, Polly's granny { think Blanch from The Golden Girls }, the heroines mother, who takes a whole lot of crap from her unappreciative brat of a daughter who can't seem to give her a break at all. And Xander, the hot skateboarder slash ex-chubby boy from the fourth grade who used to lick grape Kool-Aid powder off of his school desk. { God I love that guy, had he been in his mid to late twenties I would so want him. lol! That guy is one in a dozen. And of course he'd be freaking fictional. Garghh! }
But even with those three main characters who I was so wanting to read and learn more about I just couldn't keep with the story because of the heroine. Yep, she ruined the whole book. Seriously ya'll, she was.... I just wanted to smack her around some. So I set this book on fire and toss it into the Sparta hole.
A big freakin' waste of time.
But even with those three main characters who I was so wanting to read and learn more about I just couldn't keep with the story because of the heroine. Yep, she ruined the whole book. Seriously ya'll, she was.... I just wanted to smack her around some. So I set this book on fire and toss it into the Sparta hole.
A big freakin' waste of time.
