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Adorkable
by Sarra Manning
This is a really tough one to rank, because Jeane is a fairly awful person and I wanted to punch her in the face for most of the book. BUT it also managed to slap me right in the feels. So it's more like "3 stars????" territory.
Jeane is a big time blogger. She writes columns for newspapers, has blog merchandise, runs jumble sales, and has half a million followers on Twitter. She's also seventeen and reluctantly doing her A levels. Honestly, a big part of why I picked this up was the blog thing. But Jeane turned out to be one of those bloggers who's a completely different personality in real life than she is online. Online, she's adorable - all about quirky outfits and whether or not dust has a maximum capacity and videos of puppies. Offline, she's judgemental and abrasive and, frankly, pretty bitchy. She has no friends at school, the friends that she DOES have are all years older than her, and she lives alone - her parents live in Peru and Spain respectively, and the older sister that she was living with moved to Chicago for work. So Jeane's alone in her London flat.
The narrative is split between Jeane and Michael Lee, the school's golden boy. He's an all-rounder, ticking all the boxes academically, as well as on the sports field and on the debating team. He's got a stable family life and is planning on heading to Cambridge for university. Everyone likes him. Except Jeane, who thinks he's a total mainstream sellout loser. The two are thrown together when they realise that their significant others are kind-of-maybe falling for each other, and despite disliking each other, Michael and Jeane spend an awful lot of time making out.
As I said, Jeane's almost impossible to like for the majority of the book. She's very holier-than-thou, looking down her nose at pretty much everyone. And quite how she doesn't die of scurvy when she lives almost exclusively on Haribo is beyond me. But the last 50-60 pages gave me feels. Because at the end of the day, even though she doesn't want to admit it to herself, Jeane is incredibly lonely. Sure, she has half a million people hanging on her every tweet, but there's no one there to help her deal with grown up household stuff or to give her a hug when she's having a bad day. And that part I related to more than I'd like to admit.
I can't in all honesty say that I'd recommend it. There were a few funny moments, and I liked seeing Jeane's tweets. But if it weren't for that last 50 pages where she finally admits that she can't do everything on her own, it would probably be a two star book for me.
Jeane is a big time blogger. She writes columns for newspapers, has blog merchandise, runs jumble sales, and has half a million followers on Twitter. She's also seventeen and reluctantly doing her A levels. Honestly, a big part of why I picked this up was the blog thing. But Jeane turned out to be one of those bloggers who's a completely different personality in real life than she is online. Online, she's adorable - all about quirky outfits and whether or not dust has a maximum capacity and videos of puppies. Offline, she's judgemental and abrasive and, frankly, pretty bitchy. She has no friends at school, the friends that she DOES have are all years older than her, and she lives alone - her parents live in Peru and Spain respectively, and the older sister that she was living with moved to Chicago for work. So Jeane's alone in her London flat.
The narrative is split between Jeane and Michael Lee, the school's golden boy. He's an all-rounder, ticking all the boxes academically, as well as on the sports field and on the debating team. He's got a stable family life and is planning on heading to Cambridge for university. Everyone likes him. Except Jeane, who thinks he's a total mainstream sellout loser. The two are thrown together when they realise that their significant others are kind-of-maybe falling for each other, and despite disliking each other, Michael and Jeane spend an awful lot of time making out.
As I said, Jeane's almost impossible to like for the majority of the book. She's very holier-than-thou, looking down her nose at pretty much everyone. And quite how she doesn't die of scurvy when she lives almost exclusively on Haribo is beyond me. But the last 50-60 pages gave me feels. Because at the end of the day, even though she doesn't want to admit it to herself, Jeane is incredibly lonely. Sure, she has half a million people hanging on her every tweet, but there's no one there to help her deal with grown up household stuff or to give her a hug when she's having a bad day. And that part I related to more than I'd like to admit.
I can't in all honesty say that I'd recommend it. There were a few funny moments, and I liked seeing Jeane's tweets. But if it weren't for that last 50 pages where she finally admits that she can't do everything on her own, it would probably be a two star book for me.