Summary: When Clary’s best-friend, Jace Herondale, decides that it is a good idea to form a band, she is dragged into a battle of idiocy and hormonal teenage boys. Can she survive, or will stupidity be the cause of her demise? (from the story) ‘Well, you could be in the band.’ ‘What would I play! I can’t even play the triangle without causing bodily harm to the bystanders.’
My oh-so-humble thoughts
Wow, so I thought this was gonna be one of those generic “we start a band-main pairing falls for each other-band related drama-oh happy ending” kinda stories. And boy was I ever wrong! This story is absolutely HILARIOUS! Seriously…I fell off the stair stepper at the gym. Flat on my ass. Bruised like a bitch too.
I get so excited when I see an update-and I have to be sure I’m not doing anything that requires coordination of any sort before I read it. Seriously…I also fell off a weight bench in between sets as I gripped my stomach with laughter. I have to be safely nestled in something padded to read her updates.
Her characterizations are so spot on. I cannot sing enough praises for this story because this is probably one of my favorites in a very long time. And to think I was skeptical…*sigh* Sometimes I’m extremely stupid. So yeah, you should really go read and leave her love…ya know, so she might update quicker. :)))))