It’s a typical day for Naomi. She is on a bus on her way home from a work
placement when she meets Danny, a mysterious, handsome, young man who’s in a
band and invites Naomi to one of his gigs. The two hit it off from there. To Naomi, Danny seems like the perfect guy
until she starts to realise he’s a very troubled guy and there is a more
destructive aspect of his personality that begins to reveal itself as she gets
to know him more.
Erm, well, where to start. Is it wrong to say that, in case, you can judge
a book by its cover? Everything about it screamed cheesy, boring and a bit
average which it sort of was. Naomi, the
protagonist, was so frustrating. She was
rude, unlikeable and so illogical! To be
honest, Danny was pretty much the same. What
I disliked about it most was that the whole thing could have been over in about
50 pages. There was hardly any plotline
development. I can confidently say that the
last two thirds of the book basically consisted of Naomi deciding that perhaps
Danny wasn’t that good for her and then going back to him. She was constantly changing her mind and
questioning their relationship and from about half way I was just begging it to
end. I hate to use superlatives but I will
say that it was one of my least favourite reads. Sorry Hilary Freeman!
Rating = 1 star
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