This book is so much fun, especially for those of us that love word play. With chapter titles like;
She Walks In, Beauty
A Band, End All Hope
readers know they are in for verbal gymnastics!
Our protagonist, Cliff, alternates between telling us the story and talking directly to the readers. I felt like these tangential interludes were folded in well and often with humor.
What else is worth mentioning? Robert’s going to Rutgers next year to study business. Butch is going to Syracuse to study theater. Robert is about four inches taller than I am. Buth is a head shorter. I am exactly as tall as myself. Except when I slouch.
“‘How would you let a girl know you liked her?’ I asked.
He shrugged and blushed at the same time. ‘I’d kiss her.’
‘You can’t just kiss a girl,’ I said.
‘Course not.’ He gave me a look like I was an idiot. ‘You have to ask permission.’
‘Good point,’ I said.
‘Nobody has the right to kiss you without permission,’ Jimby said…
This book kept me laughing with the familiar descriptions of the wild teenage male, in the hostile environment of high school.
Juggling the sodas as I threaded through the crowd, I watched Paul put his arms out. Shelly, my date, my future partner in passion, fell into his embrace and merged with him. Flesh turned fluid. They gyrated, making love with their clothes on as their hands kneaded and caressed each other’s bodies.
I stood, feeling the weight of the soda in its waxed cardboard cups. The seat from the humid air condensed on the outside of the cups and rolled across the backs of my hands, as if my fists were weeping.
I, still the wallflower, died a little. Not becasue a girl I’d lusted after seemed to be dropping me. Okay, yeah, because of that, too. But also because my friend didn’t hesitate to snatch away my happiness. In five years, I’d asked out two girls. At this rate, I’d go on my next date in the middle of college. And then lose thaat girl to a professor.
This is a great book for older teens! * Spoiler…sex does happen.