My only exposure to Romeo and Juliet is the Baz Luhrmann film with Leonardo & Claire. Rosaline, you say? Who was Rosaline? Was she in the movie? Sorry, I must've been too enraptured by this.
Published: May 1, 2012
334 pages, hardcover
Source: eARC from publisher
GoodReads Summary: What’s in a name, Shakespeare? I’ll tell you: Everything. Rosaline knows that she and Rob are destined to be together. Rose has been waiting for years for Rob to kiss her—and when he finally does, it’s perfect. But then Juliet moves back to town. Juliet, who used to be Rose’s best friend. Juliet, who now inexplicably hates her. Juliet, who is gorgeous, vindictive, and a little bit crazy...and who has set her sights on Rob. He doesn’t even stand a chance. Rose is devastated over losing Rob to Juliet. This is not how the story was supposed to go. And when rumors start swirling about Juliet’s instability, her neediness, and her threats of suicide, Rose starts to fear not only for Rob’s heart, but also for his life. Because Shakespeare may have gotten the story wrong, but we all still know how it ends…
Anyway, I went into this with little to absolutely no knowledge about this Rosaline character. But after the fact? Juliet. YOU WENCH. Rosaline is obviously the clear choice for Romeo. She's the one that's been there the whole time. THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE TOGETHER. Juliet came out of left field with flowing hair and pretty words and promises.
Rosie was a far more patient character than I would've been. The book was a little slow in the beginning, if only because of the fact that all of Rosie's internal monologue was fixated on her Romeo, Rob. Look, they've been friends forever. The whole entire world school expects them to be together forever and have lots of babies. You could feel her anticipation and anxiety and excitement over it. Imagine it: the boy you've been in love with forever FINALLY asks you out and all the planets are about to align for one night while you share a kiss that could make the Pope weep. And Rob was SWOONY, you guys. I thought he was so sweet and careful and even a little endearingly awkward.
Guys, I didn't think I was going to enjoy this book very much. The beginning was slow-going but once Juliet came around, my pitchfork hand was getting a little stabby. Rebecca Serle ignited a fire in my heart. She made me want to cry a little and sing angry Adele songs to this book at 3:00am. I felt so bad for Rose, but she handled it like a lady. I know this is Shakespeare and it already has its ending, but I wish Rosie got a chance to get a couple sucker punches in, at least.
The good part? We get TWO love stories packed into one little book. And I'm quite partial to the latter of the two. Very sweet, though I wish the term "greasy hair" wouldn't have been thrown around to describe him. Unless he's pulling a Danny Zuko or Ross Gellar, greasy-looking hair? Not hot.
Ultimately, the moral of the story is: don't fall in love with beautiful people OR your cousin's boyfriend, because you will die.