"Normalcy is overrated."
Phoebe is a fantasy-reading-total-bookworm-nerd. And that's what I adore about her. I certainly must have been just like her in my sweet sixteen but unlike her, I did care too much what the others thought of me. Randomly dressing up in her beloved heroine's costume, being wrapped up in the world of Faes and leprechauns during lunch break or doing archery in her freetime? Bingo! That's Phoebe. While certain people are pondering on what earth this oddball lives, some other guys may consider her particularly hot. Feebs, however can not get is head out of the cloud nine of her fantasy world made up of personal swoonworthy, one-resolute, sword at the carry heros. But even she has to recognize what her best friend has pointed out: Dev, for example, is definitely knitworthy. Whatever that is supposed to mean.
Although it's in her friends best intentions, it's quite frustrating to see they do everything to get Phoebe an inch closer to boring-land. Isn't friendship all about respecting your best friend's most flagrant weirdness and mocking at the 99 percentage who desperately do their best to blend in??
“Um, you could just ask him out.”
I frowned at her. “Hello? Shy, bookish knitter here. I don’t ask people out. The thought of doing that gives me hives.”
I frowned at her. “Hello? Shy, bookish knitter here. I don’t ask people out. The thought of doing that gives me hives.”
It is quite adorable Phoebe is literally incapable of dating a guy, let alone peeking out of her book tower. But even does she have to realize she can't give too much credit what romances are about in fictions. In other cases, a whole lot of Cinderellas, Rapunzels and Belles would be loafing around drinking cocktails with their picture-perfect princes. That would be awesome!
But frankly, real life has its perks as well, doesn't it? There is cute, Bollywood Dev who makes Phoebe's heart flutter, isn't there? Apart from the embarrassing encounters of first teenage love, I would say flash and blood guys are certainly worth a shot. Or two.
After reading
But!
I'd rather go over to the fantasy YAs full of heart-melting smooches and out-of-this-world excitements more than half of the time. No offense. Reality sometimes sucks.
I'd rather go over to the fantasy YAs full of heart-melting smooches and out-of-this-world excitements more than half of the time. No offense. Reality sometimes sucks.
Rating
3 out of 5
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