Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Reads! Today I am sharing a few quotes from Love, Heather by Laurie Petrou. This is a book made for fans of ’80s teen films.
Book Beginnings is a book meme hosted by Rose City Reader where participants share quotes (the first sentence, or so) of the book, along with initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires.
The Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice, and the rules are quite simple: Grab a book, any book, and turn to page 56 or 56% in your e-reader. Find any non-spoilery sentence(s) and post.
THIS WEEK’S BOOK:Title: Love, Heather
Author: Laurie Petrou
Publisher: Crooked Lane Books
Publication Date: October 8, 2019
What you see isn't always what you get.
Stevie never meant for things to go this far. When she and Dee--defiant, bold, indestructible Dee--started all this, there was a purpose to their acts of vengeance: to put the bullies of Woepine High School back in their place. And three months ago, Stevie believed they deserved it. Once her best friend turned on her, the rest of the school followed. Stevie was alone and unprotected with a target on her back. Online, it was worse.
It was Dee's idea to get them all back with a few clever pranks, signing each act Love, Heather--an homage to her favorite 80's revenge flick. Despite herself, Stevie can't help getting caught up in the payback, reveling in every minute of suffering. And for a while, it works: it seems the meek have inherited the school.
But when anonymous students begin joining in, punishing perceived slights with increasingly violent ferocity, the line between villain and vigilante begins to blur. As friends turn on each other and the administration scrambles to regain control, it becomes clear: whatever Dee and Stevie started has gained a mind--and teeth--of its own. And when it finally swallows them whole, one will reemerge changed, with a plan for one final, terrifying act of revenge.
Lottie and I are in her room, listening to records. She is sitting on the floor with her eyes closed, and I am flopped on her red-and-blue checkered bedspread, looking through the pile of albums.
And then, finally, in the late afternoon, she agrees to come to my house after school, something she’s never done before, but I offered up as a last resort. She looks at me, her face hard, and says, “Yeah. Okay, it’d be good too see where you live.” Something prickles in my mind, but I push it away.
Books that deal with bullying never go out of style. Inspired by the movie, Heathers, this story has me intrigued to see how far this will go. The concept is one that takes a new twist on an old favourite.