I would like to say I was the heroine of that book, but for some inexplicable reason, the author (in her complete stupidity) decided that my best friend Mia Everett should be the star of the show. Not that I begrudge Mia her success since we go way back and really you couldn’t meet a nicer girl if you tried. But still, if you ask me, it was a little bit unfair.
I mean for a start Mia didn’t do anything heroic at all. In fact she did the opposite of heroic when she turned me and every other senior at Newbury High into almost zombies. Okay, so technically I might’ve been the one to suggest Mia buy the questionable love spell that ended up causing all the problems, but really that’s beside the point. The important thing to remember is that I almost got turned into a zombie and I didn’t even get my own book.
In what world is that fair?
And while we’re talking about injustice, don’t even get me started on the problems I’ve had trying to get my parents’ medical insurance to cough up for my ongoing rehabilitation costs. According to Chase Miller (he is the totally hot guy that helped us with the whole zombie thing and who Mia ended up falling desperately in love with. Thankfully tall, dark and silent isn’t really my type so I can let her off for that one), anyway, according to the Department of Paranormal Containment that Chase works for, I’m completely back to normal with no outstanding medical conditions whatsoever.
That is so not the case and ever since the whole almost-zombie thing not only has my digestion been ridiculous but I’ve had circulation problems, my skin doesn’t have that peachy glow and even my hair seems to have gone up a shade in the dull-o-meter. Of course I’m sure that all this could be quite easily fixed by a three week trip to a health spa – though nothing American, since after doing my research I firmly believe that the European spas are best equipped to deal with my specific needs. Except of course the stupid insurance company for some reason agree with Chase’s equally stupid department and are refusing to pay the money that I require.
I know. What’s that about?
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, it’s Diana Dang’s blog party so I would like to take this opportunity to wish her a lovely day and as a gift (don’t look so surprised, I mean I might’ve almost turned into a zombie but I still have manners), I would like to give her a few words of advice.
First up, if your best friend ever wants to do a love spell then make sure you are at least five miles away from her. Also, if you wake up one morning and have a weird rash on your arm and totally flip out thinking that you’re got leprosy and are going to die, then apparently you have nothing to worry about because it’s probably just the non-precious metal bracelet that you forgot to take off before you went to sleep. And finally, have fun!!
~~~Zombie Queen of Newbury High is such a cute and funny zombie novel! And you can now win a copy of your own! (I wonder what Amanda will have in stores next for her new book!)
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