Also, even though Jean and her friends are 18, there is a car rental agency in Hawaii which has no problem renting them a convertible to tool around in. Nothing is what it seems - blah blah blah.
I don't even know how to explain the plot of this book because it is just so silly. Jean starts having these weird dreams and visions about Mike and none of what she does makes any sense at all. There's no in-flight announcement or anything, no shocked bonding among the passengers, and Jean goes on to her vacation, determined to enjoy it, but haunted by the memory of MIKE, whose death seems somehow ominous and suspicious. (It's MIKE!) There's some half-hearted CPR, the stewardess brings out a body bag, and then they finish the flight as if nothing happened. The basic story is that an 18-year-old girl named Jean goes on a trip to Hawaii with some friends, but on the plane ride, the guy next to her dies.
I was going to give it one star, but then it would have been rated the same as the Twilight series, which is in a category all to itself. Oh Christopher Pike, you disappoint me with this one.
Just "MIKE." You know, like actual tombstones. You guys, the tombstone just says "Mike." No last name, no date of birth, no date of death. First we have to talk about the cover of this book.
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