This is the sequel to Peeps and I have to say that I liked Peeps A LOT more. Something about this book was just kind of..random? I don't know. It seemed like there were a lot of pages but nothing much happened and then all of a sudden something happens and..it ends. Basically. Something like that. I mean, I liked it, but I don't think it was up to Westerfeld's potential. I really like his other books and this one was just kind of "meh" and I feel bad for saying that, lol.
SUPER QUICK AND SHORT SUMMARY!!
Two dudes that play guitar meet this chick who does keyboards and they form a band along with this girl that plays drums on paint BUCKETS (not cans!) on the streets and another girl that sings and is a bit weird and creepy. She's weird and creepy for a reason. She sings in this crazy psychadelic way where you can't really understand what she's saying but it moves along so well with the music AND it ends up being pretty monumental. Then they find out something. Then something happens. The end.
Lol, that was so pathetic, but I'm very lazy and have a lot to do. That's a horrible excuse but it's all I got.
QUOTE.
"I smiled, having a rare moment of absolute comfort in my own skin, every compulsion satisfied, the clockwork of the whole world clicking into place around my drumming. Even if they were young and flawed, these four had something. Maybe a happy accident was happening here, like the first time I'd ever noticed the echoes from the street matching my footsteps. . . ."
I know it takes me forever to update these things..I'm a horrid procrastinator!
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