Review: My Worst Best Friend by Dyan Sheldon

Publisher: Walker
Where did you get the book: Library
Release Date: Out now                                

Blurb taken from Goodreads:

Gracie and Savannah are best friends —and utterly unalike. Savannah is beautiful, outrageous, and irresistible to the opposite sex. Gracie is shy, smart, and would rather be studying lizards than meeting boys. Still, they’ve made a surprisingly great team, and (until now) it seemed as if nothing could come between them. But lately, Savannah’s talent for lying and manipulating is becoming harder to ignore. She’s fallen head over heels for an elusive college boy, and Gracie can’t help wondering: is her friend as confident as she seems? When Savannah gets between Gracie and her crush, the line separating best friend from worst friend is crossed.

If you ever want to read about a girl whose pretty much a doormat to her manipulative best friend for most of the story, this is the book for you.

This book was extremely boring, and I’m actually astonished that I finished it. There was no excitement, tension or action that moved the story along. The characters, including the heroine, were pretty much one dimensional. Gracie was described as being this ‘unique’ person, but you see none of it. Especially not by how she rolled over for her best friend on numerous (many) occasions.

The overall plot was non existence other than Gracie covering for her best friend’s lies, feeling bad to the people she’s lying to, forgiving best friend, and those actions are repeated throughout the novel until the last few pages where Gracie gets a backbone.

Savannah was really the main character throughout this book as Gracie was forever thinking about her, and apart from a few instances, it seemed that Savannah was orbiting Gracie’s life 24/7. Savannah had no redeeming qualities. Also, what really grated on my nerves whilst reading My Worst Best Friend was the dialogue of Savannah.

Likeohmygodreallythatwassototallynotsolikecoolyouknow.

*head meets desk and bang*

So little happened in the book that there’s nothing else that I can say because what I described above is the extent of what happened.

I give My Worst Best Friend a D.

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