{"id":7600,"date":"2014-05-14T13:51:07","date_gmt":"2014-05-14T17:51:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=7600"},"modified":"2014-05-14T13:51:07","modified_gmt":"2014-05-14T17:51:07","slug":"jenny-reads-after-chapters-10-12-or-dont-forget-where-you-belong-at-this-party-forever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=7600","title":{"rendered":"Jenny Reads After chapters 10 &#8211; 12 or &#8220;Don&#8217;t Forget Where You Belong (at this party, forever)&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You may have noticed that this is not Wednesday blogging. I got behind in a bunch of stuff, so I skipped out on that one this week. However, you can read about shitty jobs my Wednesday Blogging peeps <a href=\"http:\/\/tessgrant.wordpress.com\/2014\/05\/14\/if-it-was-fun-they-wouldnt-call-it-work\/\">Tess Grant<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/krisnorris.blogspot.com\/2014\/05\/its-dirty-job-but.html\">Kris Norris<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/bronwyngreenblog.blogspot.com\/2014\/05\/some-shitty-jobs-ive-had-prior-to.html\">Bronwyn Green<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/gwendolyncease.blogspot.com\/2014\/05\/random-wednesday-post-shitty-jobs-ive.html\">Gwendolyn Cease,<\/a>\u00a0and <a href=\"http:\/\/jessicajarman.blogspot.com\/2014\/05\/wednesday-randomness-i-dont-wanna-work.html\">Jessica Jarman<\/a>\u00a0have toiled away at in the past.<\/p>\n<p>Before we get into the recap, I want to discuss some bullshittery. 700 million &#8220;reads.&#8221; That&#8217;s the\u00a0stat on the story&#8217;s<a href=\"http:\/\/www.wattpad.com\/after\"> WattPad landing page<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>One assumes that when the average person\u2013 someone who doesn&#8217;t worry about things like unique page views and click-throughs and ping-backs\u2013 sees that number, they&#8217;re not going to think, &#8220;Many people have clicked on each individual chapter multiple times,&#8221; but &#8220;700 million people have read this book.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>This number, and the unspoken claim behind it (because WattPad is aware that they&#8217;re trying to make people think that 700 million individual people have read this story, or else they would be presenting a more realistic statistic) struck me as so ridiculous, I had to do some puzzling to try and put this claim into perspective.<\/p>\n<p>Okay, let&#8217;s take the &#8220;700 million reads&#8221; claim in the spirit with which it was intended, and that is, to dupe you into believing 700 million people have read it, and break that number down a little. I combined the estimated populations of countries in which I knew large numbers of people spoke English. These countries were selected through the very scientific process of being countries I remembered as having significant populations of first-language English speakers without having to actually look anything else up, and they are as follows: United States, Canada, United Kingdom and Northern Ireland, Ireland, New Zealand, Australia, and South Africa. And the number I came to was\u00a0<em><strong>494.8<\/strong><\/em><strong> million.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Now, a note on the reason I chose populations with first-language English speakers: because I&#8217;m convinced that anyone whose secondary language skills in English are just semi-fluent wouldn&#8217;t be able to understand a flipping sentence in the grammar and spelling nightmare that is\u00a0<em>After.\u00a0<\/em>You&#8217;d have to have some mad proficiency skills to sift through the errors, and it&#8217;s harder to find an estimate for &#8220;mad proficiency English language&#8221; on Google. I&#8217;m an author, I work with the English language every day, it&#8217;s my first language that I have spoken for thirty-two years of my life, it was the primary language used throughout my education, yet I\u00a0have difficulty figuring out what&#8217;s being said in some of these chapters.<\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em> So, let&#8217;s look at that 494.8 million figure. To reach that number, it means every single person in all of those countries would have to read\u00a0<em>After.<\/em>\u00a0 This would include individuals who are:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>illiterate<\/li>\n<li>infants<\/li>\n<li>unable to access the internet<\/li>\n<li>unable to access WattPad due to incompatibility with their screen reading software<\/li>\n<li>old people who refuse to use computers<\/li>\n<li>in comas<\/li>\n<li>living strict religious practices forbidding the use of electricity<\/li>\n<li>out of fucks to give for whatever the next big thing is<\/li>\n<li>unaware of fanfic and would have no desire to seek it out<\/li>\n<li>contrary hipsters who refuse to investigate anything popular<\/li>\n<li>saddled with a passing regard for grammar and spelling that would normally preclude them from reading something like\u00a0<em>After<\/em><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>Every. single. person. But even then, even with every estimated living human being in all those countries, the number falls a little over 300 million short. Add to this the number of readers leaving comments like:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;rereading cuz I can&#8217;t wait for anna to update! haha and stop giving spoilers! I hate them&#8221;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>we have to assume that at least some of these &#8220;reads&#8221; are coming from repeat offenders (who seem to believe the story might be different upon second reading, else why would they worry about spoilers?).<\/p>\n<p>To put it into even more perspective, 700 million individual readers would make up 25% of estimated internet users. \u00a0Note the lack of qualifier there. Not &#8220;internet users in America&#8221; or &#8220;internet users in English speaking countries.&#8221; Internet users total, based on stats from the International Telecommunications Union.<\/p>\n<p>This, friends, is basically horseshit. The\u00a0<em>50 Shades of Grey <\/em>trilogy\u00a0is an international juggernaut, translated into over fifty languages, is still dominating our everyday lives with ever more outdated quips referencing its title and themes, and guess how many copies it&#8217;s sold? As of February,\u00a0<strong>100 million<\/strong>. It&#8217;s clear that in the bid to make &#8220;fetch&#8221; happen with\u00a0<em>After<\/em>, the idea is to make its success seem not just comparable with the book it shamelessly imitates, but bigger and more important. Somehow, this tactic is convincing enough that it attracted the interest of Hollywood, who apparently believe that 700 million clicks\u2013 some by repeat readers\u2013 on three stories with approximately one-hundred separate chapters per part is going to translate into some kind of globally dominating force equivalent to seven\u00a0<em>50 Shades of Grey<\/em>s.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, fuck me. It probably will. <!--more--> <b>CHAPTER 10.<\/b><\/p>\n<p>In our last recap, we left Tessa in Harry&#8217;s room with her passed out roommate, Steph The Horrible.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;I asked you what the hell you are doing in my room?&#8221; Harry repeats, just as harsh as the first time.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Because of the lack of contractions in their speech, all the characters come off as robotic. But he&#8217;s supposed to sound harsh and robotic. So in my new headcanon, Harry is the Gumball Gaurdian:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/gumball-guardian-possessed-by-hat.png\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-7601\" alt=\"gumball guardian possessed by hat\" src=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/gumball-guardian-possessed-by-hat.png\" width=\"500\" height=\"280\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Tessa tries to explain to Harry why she and Steph are in the room, but he&#8217;s not having it, and Tessa makes this genius leap:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;You are a part of this fraternity?&#8221; I ask him. There is no hiding the shock in my voice. Harry is far from what I imagine frat boys to be like.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>You and me both, lady. Harry backs her against the bookcase, calls her Theresa, smirks at her, then says Steph can&#8217;t stay in his room.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>When I turn around he has the small stud in his lip between his teeth. What made him decide to put a hole in his lip and eyebrow? That had to be painful.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;You can&#8217;t keep your drunk, passed out roommate who is also my friend safe in my room for no reason. Any questions?&#8221; &#8220;Why do you have piercings? Did they hurt?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Okay.<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;ll roll with this. We have no other choice. Tessa asks Harry why Steph can&#8217;t stay there, and he actually does have a really, really good reason:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;We are,&#8221; he says, &#8220;but no one stays in my room&#8221; his arms cross over his chest and for the first time since I met him, I can make out the shape of one of his tattoos. It&#8217;s a rose, printed in the middle of his covered forearm. Harry, with a rose tattoo?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>See? It&#8217;s his room. That&#8217;s why she can&#8217;t stay there, and must take her chances in the rest of the house full of drunken frat boys. Totally reasonable.<\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s move on to the tattoos. She&#8217;s mentioned this bastard&#8217;s ink about thirty-eight thousand times, right?\u00a0<em>She&#8217;s never taken the time to look at them?<\/em> And a rose is a pretty obvious symbol, it&#8217;s not like you&#8217;re going to look at it and go, &#8220;What&#8217;s that? Is it a car? Is it a dragon? Is that his mom&#8217;s name? What&#8217;s that supposed to be?&#8221; while craning your neck this way and that like you&#8217;re trying to focus on a fucking Magic Eye. Especially when it&#8217;s this actual tattoo that actual Harry Styles actually has:<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_7614\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-7614\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/harry-styles-rose-tattoo.png\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-7614\" alt=\"harry styles rose tattoo\" src=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/harry-styles-rose-tattoo.png\" width=\"300\" height=\"384\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-7614\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Is that a rose? It&#8217;s so abstract and difficult to puzzle out.\u00a0<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>As you know, Harry and Tessa are going to end up together, because this is a\u00a0<em>50 Shades of Grey<\/em> inspired One Direction RPF and Harry is being a huge jerk to our innocent, virginal heroine. So there has to be some sexual tension in here at some point. What better place than to awkwardly shoe-horn it in than right beside the unconscious body of your sleeping roommate?<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Feeling brave and annoyed, I let out a laugh. &#8220;Ohh.. I see. So only girls who make out with you can come into your room?&#8221; As the words leave my mouth his smile grows.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That wasn&#8217;t my room. Are you trying to say you want to make out with me? You&#8217;re not my type sorry,&#8221; he says and for some reason it hurts my feelings.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Because you&#8217;ve already fallen for him, hard and fast. Because that&#8217;s how you know love is real. When you want him, even when he&#8217;s treating you terribly. Then later,\u00a0<em>because<\/em> he is treating you terribly. He may seem like a jerk now, and he is a jerk, but beneath the topmost layer of jerk there is a flaking pie crust of manipulation that you will savor as it melts in your mouth and convinces you that he has a heart of, if not gold, at least a very convincing plated metal.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;You are.. you are..&#8221; I can&#8217;t find the words. My feelings are hurt and I am embarrassed, annoyed, and exhausted from the party. I stop trying to speak to him, he isn&#8217;t worth it. &#8220;Well.. then you take her to another room, and I will find a way back to the dorms.&#8221; I say and head for the door.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;Ms. Young, can you explain why on the night of the frat party, you left your unconscious roommate alone with a guy who sounds like a sexual predator?&#8221; &#8220;Well, my feelings were hurt and I was tired.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Okay.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I can&#8217;t help the tears that fall down my cheeks as I reach the bottom of the stairs.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>This sentence would be much better if it read: &#8220;I can&#8217;t help the tears that fall down my cheeks as I fall down the stairs,&#8221; which was the way my wishful brain initially read it.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I hate college so far and classes haven&#8217;t even started. Why couldn&#8217;t I just get a roommate that was like me? I should be asleep now, preparing for Monday&#8217;s classes. I don&#8217;t belong at parties like this, and I most certainly don&#8217;t belong hanging out with these types of people.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Um, what types of people, exactly, Tessa? Because Steph is asleep, and you&#8217;re the one at the party. Steph is living up to your standards where you are failing.\u00a0<strong>#TEAMSTEPH<\/strong><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Harry is such a mystery to me, why must he always be so rude?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>You&#8217;ve known him for a handful of hours, lady. He&#8217;s not a mystery, he&#8217;s just somebody you don&#8217;t know. &#8220;Mystery&#8221; implies that you&#8217;ve examined all the known facts and still can&#8217;t come to a reasonable conclusion. You haven&#8217;t had time to do that. \u00a0And why must he &#8220;always&#8221; be so rude? Always as in, the three interactions you&#8217;ve had with him? One of which was you barging in and staring at him while he was boning some chick, apparently at the speed of light since he&#8217;s done already? It&#8217;s not like you&#8217;ve spent enough time with this guy to pick up a pattern in the data.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>There is no way a rude, disrespectful, tattooed jerk like harry could possibly enjoy those amazing books.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Excuse me, but on behalf of rude, disrespectful, tattooed jerks everywhere, we\u00a0<em>can<\/em> read. And we&#8217;re not quarantined to our own section in the library, either. Tessa wanders around the house in tears, reiterating how responsible she is and how she shouldn&#8217;t have come to the party because she doesn&#8217;t want to be there. Basically the same inner monologue she&#8217;s been spouting since she got invited. She looks for Niall, but:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Niall&#8217;s blonde hair and tattoos are no where to be found,<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I guess they&#8217;ll have to ID him from dental records, then. After considering just going into a bedroom and laying down to sleep, Tessa goes upstairs to the bathroom to call Noah. She tells him her predicament, and he says:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;A party? With that red head girl?&#8221; he sounds surprised.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yea..but she is passed out.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Whoa, why are you even hanging out with her? She&#8217;s so.. just not someone you should hang around,&#8221; he says and it irritates me. I wanted him to tell me it will be okay, tomorrow is a new day, something besides being judgmental.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Wait, you wanted him to not be judgmental of Steph? Why is that? Because then there would be a redundancy in the &#8220;judging Steph&#8221; department? Listen, Noah, you need to pull your weight on the &#8220;meaningless platitudes soon-to-be ex-boyfriends use&#8221; committee before you get that kind of promotion. But she doesn&#8217;t get a chance to explain any of this to Noah, because someone tries to open the door, so she says she&#8217;ll call him back.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>An impatient knock pounds on the door and \u00a0I groan as I open it, wiping my eyes again. &#8220;I said just a min..&#8221; I stop as glaring green eyes pour into mine.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><strong><em>50 Shades\/Twilight<\/em><em>\u00a0<\/em>similarities:<\/strong><\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Set in Washington<\/li>\n<li>Heroine\u2019s hair is unruly<\/li>\n<li>Single parent<\/li>\n<li>Heroine\u2019s name phonetically similar to Ana\/Bella.<\/li>\n<li>Alice\/Mia character<\/li>\n<li>Clumsy heroine<\/li>\n<li>Encouragement of internalized misogyny\/slut shaming<\/li>\n<li>\u201cMaybe he\u2019s gay!\u201d<\/li>\n<li>The not-friend friend<\/li>\n<li>Increasingly na\u00efve heroine<\/li>\n<li><del>Plum<\/del>\u00a0maroon dress<\/li>\n<li>Everybody is staring at the heroine<\/li>\n<li>You don\u2019t know you\u2019re beautiful<\/li>\n<li>Don\u2019t need makeup to cover up<\/li>\n<li>Heroine is an English major<\/li>\n<li>Heroine loves classic literature<\/li>\n<li>Erroneously romanticized figure from classic literature as shorthand characterization for the hero<\/li>\n<li><strong>Jerk waters run deep, or, intelligence breeds sensitivity<\/strong><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><strong>Random reader comment from this chapter:<\/strong><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>That&#8217;s a serious medical concern you should see a doctor<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>It took me a second to realize that she was referring to the pouring eyes in the last line of the chapter, but when I did, this person became my hero.<\/p>\n<p><strong>CHAPTER 11.<\/strong><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I haven&#8217;t previously noticed the color of his eyes, he hasn&#8217;t made eye contact with me until now.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Which is weird, because in the last chapter he had her backed up against a bookcase, talking about making out. Was he just staring into middle distance, slightly to the left of her head?<\/p>\n<p>I bet you were wondering when this was going to get really steamy, right? Obviously, we&#8217;re not referring to their first kiss. That&#8217;s not sexy enough for this genre. We need to see the first time the hero physically assaults her:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>He grabs my arm, not gently, and pulls me back.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t touch me!&#8221; I yell, jerking my arm from him.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>You know it&#8217;s true love, because she has to shout &#8220;Don&#8217;t touch me!&#8221;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;Have you been crying?&#8221; he asks, his tone curious. If this wasn&#8217;t Harry, I might actually think he was concerned for me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Just leave me alone Harry,&#8221; he stands in front of me, his tall frame blocking my movements. I can&#8217;t take much \u00a0more of his games, not tonight. &#8220;Harry, please. I am begging you, if you have one decent bone in your body you will leave me be. Just save whatever mean comment you are going to say for tomorrow. Please,&#8221; I beg him, literally.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Can I just say how excited I am that the author used &#8220;literally&#8221; the correct way? I literally would never have hoped for that.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>He watches me for a moment before any words come out, &#8220;there&#8217;s a room down the hall you can sleep in. Steph is already in there,&#8221; he flatly states.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Harry leaves, and Tessa is like:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>What the hell was that? Harry without any rude comments? I know I am in for it if I see him tomorrow. He is probably already planning out all the snide comments he will make to me.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<figure id=\"attachment_7615\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-7615\" style=\"width: 640px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/center-of-the-universe.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-7615 \" alt=\"Pictured: Tessa.\" src=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/center-of-the-universe.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"472\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-7615\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Pictured: Tessa.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>The bedroom Steph is in is a lot smaller than Harry&#8217;s, which makes Tessa wonder:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Maybe he is the leader or something?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Which I bring up because I did some research on this frat, and as it turns out, their main focus is fostering leadership qualities. I&#8217;m torn between joking about sullen, rude, physically abusive Harry <em>not<\/em><em>\u00a0<\/em>having leadership qualities, and joking that he&#8217;s probably president of the fucking frat.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The more likely explanation is that everyone is afraid of him and he bullied his way into the largest room.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<figure id=\"attachment_7616\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-7616\" style=\"width: 431px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Harry-Styles-and-his-bear-hat.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-7616 \" alt=\"So bully. Much intimidate.\" src=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Harry-Styles-and-his-bear-hat.jpg\" width=\"431\" height=\"566\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-7616\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">So bully. Much intimidate.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Oh. My gosh. Look at that sweet face. How is this story being written about him? I want to make him a sandwich and ask him what he&#8217;s majoring in. I want to offer to pay for one of his text books, because he looks like a guy who&#8217;s going places. Why is this author so hell bent on making him into an abusive loser? I mean, let&#8217;s be honest here, this was the guy Taylor &#8220;Purity Ball&#8221; Swift went through her tattooed bad boy phase with.\u00a0How do you walk away from that knowledge and go, &#8220;I bet he&#8217;d be a real asshole in a relationship, holy cats that makes me wet?&#8221;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Steph is laying across one of the beds so I kick off my shoes and cover her with the blanket before locking the door and laying down on the other bed. My thoughts are all over the place as I fall asleep, images of swallows and green eyes flow through my dreams.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I&#8217;m going to assume she&#8217;s referring to a tattoo of a swallow that she just hasn&#8217;t bothered to describe in the text. Judging from Styles&#8217;s other tattoos, he probably has a swallow or two somewhere.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>50 Shades\/Twilight<\/em><em>\u00a0<\/em>similarities:<\/strong><\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Set in Washington<\/li>\n<li>Heroine\u2019s hair is unruly<\/li>\n<li>Single parent<\/li>\n<li>Heroine\u2019s name phonetically similar to Ana\/Bella.<\/li>\n<li>Alice\/Mia character<\/li>\n<li>Clumsy heroine<\/li>\n<li>Encouragement of internalized misogyny\/slut shaming<\/li>\n<li>\u201cMaybe he\u2019s gay!\u201d<\/li>\n<li>The not-friend friend<\/li>\n<li>Increasingly na\u00efve heroine<\/li>\n<li><del>Plum<\/del>\u00a0maroon dress<\/li>\n<li>Everybody is staring at the heroine<\/li>\n<li>You don\u2019t know you\u2019re beautiful<\/li>\n<li>Don\u2019t need makeup to cover up<\/li>\n<li>Heroine is an English major<\/li>\n<li>Heroine loves classic literature<\/li>\n<li>Erroneously romanticized figure from classic literature as shorthand characterization for the hero<\/li>\n<li>Jerk waters run deep, or, intelligence breeds sensitivity<\/li>\n<li><strong>The chapter&#8217;s over, so goodnight!<\/strong><\/li>\n<li><strong>I wonder what my incredibly literal dreams are trying to tell you<\/strong><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><strong>Random reader comment from this chapter:<\/strong><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Wouldn&#8217;t proper grammar be &#8220;let me be&#8221; and not &#8220;leave me be&#8221;?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><strong>CHAPTER 12.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The next morning, \u00a0Tessa wakes up to the ongoing and super fascinating problem of how she&#8217;s going to get home, which has in no way brought the narrative to a total standstill.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The hallway is empty and surprisingly clean despite the party last night. I have to step over sleeping bodies as I make my way downstairs.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Tessa, aren&#8217;t you an English major? How do you not know the definition of &#8220;empty&#8221;?<\/p>\n<p>Of course, Tessa is shocked to see red cups and passed out people everywhere:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I would love to see Harry cleaning up all this trash, as the thought goes through y head I stifle a giggle.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Oh my god, wouldn&#8217;t it be funny to see that? That would be so satisfying. I mean, imagine, Harry standing there with a garbage bag, picking up cups, having to clean things. Oh my god, I wish I could see\u2013<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;What&#8217;s so funny?&#8221; I turn around and of course Harry is entering the kitchen, a trash bag in his hand. He sweeps his arm over the counter top, making the cups fall into the trash bag.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>THIS STORY SHOCKS THE READER AT EVERY TURN!<\/p>\n<p>Even thought it&#8217;s chapter twelve and probably not even a thousand words into the story, the interaction Tessa and Harry have\u2013 Tessa asking questions, Harry either not answering or giving vague answers\u2013 is tired, and way, way too similar to another book I&#8217;ve read wherein the hero won&#8217;t have a real conversation with the heroine. Tessa goes upstairs, wakes up Steph, and suggests they catch a bus, but Steph assures her that Harry will drive them.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>During the drive back to the dorms Steph sings along to whatever metal song is playing through the speakers and Harry rolls all the windows down. Despite my pleas to roll them up.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>To be fair, both Harry and Steph were drinking hard at a party. You probably want those windows down while they sweat out whatever toxins their livers can&#8217;t handle.<\/p>\n<p>Then Harry drops them off at the dorm, and the chapter is over. No, seriously. The entire chapter is just, &#8220;Tessa wakes up, Harry drives them to the dorms.&#8221; I get that this is fanfic, but if this was a fic <em>I<\/em>\u00a0was following in a fandom\u00a0<em>I<\/em> was into? I would stop reading, because that shit is ridic. People wait for those updates, don&#8217;t disrespect them with that kind of bullshit.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>50 Shades\/Twilight<\/em><em>\u00a0<\/em>similarities:<\/strong><\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Set in Washington<\/li>\n<li>Heroine\u2019s hair is unruly<\/li>\n<li>Single parent<\/li>\n<li>Heroine\u2019s name phonetically similar to Ana\/Bella.<\/li>\n<li>Alice\/Mia character<\/li>\n<li>Clumsy heroine<\/li>\n<li>Encouragement of internalized misogyny\/slut shaming<\/li>\n<li>\u201cMaybe he\u2019s gay!\u201d<\/li>\n<li>The not-friend friend<\/li>\n<li>Increasingly na\u00efve heroine<\/li>\n<li><del>Plum<\/del>\u00a0maroon dress<\/li>\n<li>Everybody is staring at the heroine<\/li>\n<li>You don\u2019t know you\u2019re beautiful<\/li>\n<li>Don\u2019t need makeup to cover up<\/li>\n<li>Heroine is an English major<\/li>\n<li>Heroine loves classic literature<\/li>\n<li>Erroneously romanticized figure from classic literature as shorthand characterization for the hero<\/li>\n<li>Jerk waters run deep, or, intelligence breeds sensitivity<\/li>\n<li>The chapter&#8217;s over, so goodnight!<\/li>\n<li>I wonder what my incredibly literal dreams are trying to tell you<\/li>\n<li><strong>English major who can&#8217;t English<\/strong><\/li>\n<li><strong>Hero consistently\/insistently uses heroine&#8217;s full first name<\/strong><\/li>\n<li><strong>Cross-examining a hostile witness = conversation<\/strong><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><strong>Random reader comment from this chapter:<\/strong><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Hmm my mom always said if a boy is mean to you that means he likes you<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>That&#8217;s all. Join us next week for three chapters in which Tessa and Steph walk to the door, open the door, and walk to their dorm room. Gripping!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You may have noticed that this is not Wednesday blogging. 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