Sam@WLABB
Written on Jul 30, 2020
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Fed up with the increasingly violent rivalry between the football and soccer teams at Hamilton High, Lissa and other players' girlfriends go on strike, but the girls will succeed only if their libidos can be controlled longer than the boys' can.
'There were a lot of things I wasn't getting lately. Like it wasn't OK to like sex too much because then you were a slut, but not having it made a girl weird. Or how boys like Cash could get away with flirting too much but a girl would get trash-talked for doing the same thing.' (p139)
'"...I want to know what's normal." She hesitated and then looked down at her bare feet on the tiles. "I want to be normal, but no one talks about sex, so how should I know what normal is?"
I considered this for a second. She was asking the same questions that had been running through my head for weeks: What's normal? What is expected of us?
"You know," I said quietly, "I don't think normal exists."' (p185)
'"Look. This is stupid," she said. "We live in a supposedly equal society, so what's the big deal? I'm not ashamed to think about sex. Or talk about it. Or have it."' (p230)
'"You're not weird, or a prude, or a tease, or any of that," I assured her. "Actually, I think it's great that you're waiting. It's sort of refreshing. And sex is a big deal, so you shouldn't rush it just because everyone else is doing it. I think it's a major decision."' (p113)
'As the room erupted into chatter again, I realized just how happy I was that I'd started the strike. Sure, it had started because of the sports feud, but now it was about so much more. It was about independance and confidence and breaking free of stereotypes and labels. Now, win or lose, I had these girls - these friends -who'd proven to me that there was no such thing as normal, and that I had nothing to be ashamed of. Even if the boys won, I'd got something out of this strike. Something important.' (p235)
'Chloe didn't have all the answers, either. I knew that now. But she had known something all along that I hadn't: that being ashamed of what you want or how you feel is pointless, and letting anyone else make you feel that way is a waste. We all wanted different things, and that was OK. Chloe wanted sex without commitment. Mary wanted to wait until she was ready. And I wasn't sure what I wanted, but I didn't want to make any decisions until I knew. And I was proud of that.' (p321 - Emphasis my own.)