Abandoned by Booklikes

So apparently I went two for two on young adult reads this weekend.

Told in the first person, we have Marisa ready to start her sophomore year in high school. Marisa had a bad year as a freshman when she suffered from depression and anxiety. Now she is happy to start a new year where she can wipe the slate clean and finally find a boyfriend to fall in love with.

I thought that honestly way too many serious things that were going on were just ignored so we could focus on Marisa being obsessed with a boy she wasn't even dating. When Marisa finally gets the romantic entanglement she wants, the rest of the book is her feeling dissatisfied with it (the grass is always greener) and doing things that 100 percent labeled her a stage five clinger.

There was sadly no development of any other characters in this book either. We get Marisa's best friend Sterling, her sister, her mother and father, her aunt, and the boy next door, Nash.

There was a lot going on in this book which sadly led to not everything being treated with equal weight and me personally feeling bored by focusing most of the story on Marisa's search for her soulmate. It didn't help that the author included a similar plot-line to the movie, Pump Up the Volume that just did not work for this book at all. I think I was supposed to be all amazed by what the mysterious podcaster was saying about being a teenager. Christian Slater was there first ladies and gentlemen, you are never touching that.

I seriously at one point just kind of laughed, because I used to watch this movie at least once every couple of weeks when I was a teenager and there were a lot of references to things this mysterious character (not really) was saying that were similar to Christian Slater's movie character.

The writing was okay but the flow was pretty bad from beginning to end. There were serious things happening in Marisa's life that would be referred to chapters later.

When the ending happened I guess I was supposed to be all hip hip hooray but I just rolled my eyes. Oh high school, when you sat and thought that every guy/girl was the one.