Both of them too often sound as if they're reading to a classroom full of third graders. There is also the issue of the narrators particularly the one doing the voice for Peyton. Love must be buttressed by respect to be real and it's hard to understand how Peyton would be able to respect her. It doesn't appear to be too realistic that anyone with as much going for them as Peyton would settle for the crumbs offered to her by Kendall for as long as she did. No the really low point is Kendall one of the two major characters in the book turns out to be a total chicken**** unworthy of the love continually offered to her by her childhood friend Peyton. Peyton's yearning for the girl she knows that she can't have is so close to my own experience that I had no problem trouble relating to her helplessness and despair. Then there were the all the cliches about the pseudo glitz and glamour of Hollywood, LA, the movie business, the paparazzi, agents, publicists and the partridge in the pear tree. This, even though it included such highly questionable occurrences as Hollywood virgins.
It feels strange to say it but the first six hours of this story which passed at the pace of LA traffic was actually the high point.
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