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The only reason I picked this up was because I couldn't escape it from the countless recommendations I got. I knew there was a reason I didn't even try to read it for so long. Most of the time I can stomach a little chessiness when it comes to novels, but this one exceeded my limit.
When I was rating this I considered, giving it a two star review, but alas I had to tell the truth. This was an extreamly irritating story, or maybe it was the way in which it was delivered. If you've read some of my previous reviews, you'll know I have a very low tolerance for ditzy female prontagonists, and Sadie was ditzy and then some.
She was a constant contradiction. Sadie would complaine about how her mother dumped all the work on her and would still continue to let her walk all over her. She would state with conviction that she never saw Jax as a rock star and get all swoony when he flashed his holywood life and persona at her. (Keep in mind that I could not bring myself to finish the book.)
Jax on the other hand was obviously not realistic. I felt like the author was trying to capitalize on the whole celebrity-teen-hearthrob thing that was going on. Why I say he wasn't real is because of the way he was presented. The way he walked, what he said, what he did. The language used in this book was not remotely contemporary or relevant in this teen generation.
This was very bad attempt at the young adult genre. I felt like the author was trying too hard with it. It had no natural flow that kept the reader wanting more. There are times when my insticts towards a book are wrong and I end up being pleasantly suprised, but unfortunately this was not one of those times. I had a feeling I would not enjoy this at all and I was completely right.
When I was rating this I considered, giving it a two star review, but alas I had to tell the truth. This was an extreamly irritating story, or maybe it was the way in which it was delivered. If you've read some of my previous reviews, you'll know I have a very low tolerance for ditzy female prontagonists, and Sadie was ditzy and then some.
She was a constant contradiction. Sadie would complaine about how her mother dumped all the work on her and would still continue to let her walk all over her. She would state with conviction that she never saw Jax as a rock star and get all swoony when he flashed his holywood life and persona at her. (Keep in mind that I could not bring myself to finish the book.)
Jax on the other hand was obviously not realistic. I felt like the author was trying to capitalize on the whole celebrity-teen-hearthrob thing that was going on. Why I say he wasn't real is because of the way he was presented. The way he walked, what he said, what he did. The language used in this book was not remotely contemporary or relevant in this teen generation.
This was very bad attempt at the young adult genre. I felt like the author was trying too hard with it. It had no natural flow that kept the reader wanting more. There are times when my insticts towards a book are wrong and I end up being pleasantly suprised, but unfortunately this was not one of those times. I had a feeling I would not enjoy this at all and I was completely right.