Author: M. Clarke
Published: February 10, 2015
Stars: 1 out of 5
Still reeling from the death of her father, Alexandria hopes to find both independence and reprieve from her grief by heading off to college. However, life throws her a serious curveball when she discovers that her roommate isn’t quite the person she had imagined.
Smoking, tattoos, and street racing for fast cash are Elijah’s only interests. A harsh life has made him apathetic and indifferent, until Alexandria enters his life. When their paths cross, turmoil abounds.
An inevitable encounter, an undeniable attraction, and an unexpected chance at love—will it be enough?
The prologue in this book emotionally tore me apart. I’m not usually one to quote a book during a review, but this passage really struck a cord with me:
“Trying hard not to break down as I wiped my tears, I didn’t see my dad. I saw a man who suffered because of his chosen path.”
Maybe this passage hit me harder because I know so many people who have suffered at the hand of cancer and you can’t help but think of the paths they have chosen that led them to this painful spot in life. Unfortunately, the prologue was the only part of the book I enjoyed.
Alexandria is awkward, naive, and judgmental. She thinks a tattoo on someone is “dangerous or badass”…This book starts off with a bunch of awkward dialogue and scenes. It’s obvious that Elijah is Ellie, but I felt like the author dragged this discovery out. Unfortunately, the book continues with the ridiculous story plot. This is one of those love at first sight stories, where the characters deny there feelings even though there inner monologue couldn’t be more obvious.
The dialogue in the book didn’t make much sense. The entire time I a reading this book, I’m getting more and more frustrated with how immature the characters act, again the awkwardness, and things being more complicated than they need to be.
I really didn’t like Alexandria’s character, or Elijah, or the plot. Maybe if the dialogue was a bit more mature or if things weren’t so obvious. I’m sorry, this book was not for me.