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Panic by Lauren Oliver
A lot of today’s realistic fiction is about teenagers falling in love and dealing with angst and whatnot. And while there is nothing inherently wrong with that, it was nice to see something different.
Panic is a wild ride, right from the start. Heather and Dodge provide engaging narratives. I didn’t actually care for Dodge. He had his moments but was otherwise much too self important. When Dayna was playing chess (or was it checkers?) with Ricky, Doge threw and internal fit because oh my God my crippled sister is happy despite being crippled and just why is she so happy and enjoying her life while the guy who injured her is out there with a bunch of cash?
Maybe because she isn’t as caught up in the past as you are?
And then there was that whole Dodge-Nat- thing. Dodge, her love life is her business. She doesn’t need your approval on her boyfriends (but yeah she probably shouldn’t have been sleeping with an older guy but whatever her choice).
Heather was much better. I loved how much she doubted herself in the begging and slowly came into her own. It was an amazing experience to read about.
But my favorite aspect of the book was the relation between Heather and Nat.
Whenever two girls fight in fiction, the book and author are shamed for having girl on girl hate. And its usually for a good reason. (constant bickering or snide remarks with/about each other, ridiculously over the top reactions to the other) but Panic deserves no such condemnation. Because teenage girls-and boys-do fight. And then they make up. And repeat. That’s what happens when you put two individuals together. Conflict is bound to happen. But that doesn’t mean that they have to be enemies.
I loved Nat and Heather because they were there for each other, but they fought several times but when one needed the other, they would forget their argument and reconcile, and not in a cheesy, dramatic way. It was a silent healing of the rift. And it was beautiful.
The game Panic itself may have been a little farfetched but then again, it could totally happen. It’s like a really dangerous drinking game (if the game part requires several illegal things).
So all in all defiantly worth reading. 4 out of 5 stars.