Twittercide: the killing of one human being by another while the victim is in the act of tweeting. Call me crazy, but I figured writing for the Herbert Hoover High Homepage would be a pretty sweet gig. Pad the resume for college applications, get a first look at the gossip column, spend some time ogling the paper's brooding bad-boy editor, Chase Erikson. But on my first big story, things went ...a little south. What should have been a normal interview with Sydney Sanders turned into me discovering the homecoming queen-hopeful dead in her pool. Electrocuted while Tweeting. Now, in addition to developing a reputation as HHH's resident body finder, I'm stuck trying to prove that Sydney's death wasn't suicide. I'm starting to long for the days when my biggest worry was whether the cafeteria was serving pizza sticks or Tuesday Tacos...
What I Loved: Hartley Featherstone brings a smile to my face every time I think about her! Thankfully in Social Suicide she seems to have gotten smarter in the personal safety area. Hartley is still pretty snarky and I love it! Gemma Halliday carried the tension of Hartley and Chase’s non-relationship into Social Suicide.
One of my favorite parts of the book is the Pretty Woman-esque moment of the prom scene. I can only imagine the look on Chase’s face when Hartley came down the stairs. :)
Overall Social Suicide was a great fun read. I’m hoping Gemma Halliday will continue with the series.
What I Could Have Lived Without: Honestly I can’t fault Social Suicide. I thouroughly enjoyed it.
Recommended For: Readers looking for a mystery filled with snark and fun.
Avoid If: You’re looking for a dark and serious thriller.
