Ok. This week I read Percy Jackson(all of them in three days), like, YEARS behind everyone else. I mean, for heaven's sake, who HASN'T read it before me? I just have to say, that was REALLY good. I cried when Luke died (I really cried because Percy was supposed to be the hero, but Luke was, and Percy never had the chance to beat him up for it), I laughed every time Percy made one of his STUPID remarks, and I totally screamed when Annabeth kissed him.
Am I into this book or what? But now my cousins all stare at me like I'm an alien because of it. As my cousin Hunter so eloquently put it, "How can you laugh, yell at, and cry about a book