This almost made me cry... although, I was already tearing up because of something else so...

I like it!

I remember all the dance moves to S Club 7's "Reach"!

Oh, gosh, just reading your story makes me want to buy every Spice Girls album! And trust me, that's a good thing.

Excellent story, too.

FRICKING GET THIS PUBLISHED

if anything deserves to be, it's this.

I love this. I've already finished reading the story but I just wanted to leave a review on the first chapter, since that is where I got hooked. I think you write really well and have a great plot. Well Done!

So I've read a couple of chapters of this. Someone recommended it and I have to say that your story reminds me a lot of Martina Cole. I'm not sure why but I like it.

This story was amazing! You've really created something special here. I loved being in Rosie's mind and seeing things like she did; she was a unique and very enjoyable character. I love the way you wove everything together and how nicely it all combined at the end. That end part with the 'wheat grass' was hilarious! Thank you for posting this up :]

Tillie is fascinatingly puzzling and freakish. Let's hope she makes another appearance. Oh and "their drinks clasped like trophies in their carefully varnished fingers" is such a great line.

Uh...wow. I really don't know what to say.

I started reading this yesterday and read it all the way through, and I have to say, this is EXCELLENT stuff. Usually, I dislike first-person stories, but I don't think this fiction would've worked any other way; Rosie's thoughts on the world around her are unique and yeah, a little weird, but they're still uniquely Rosie.

As weird as Tillie and Tom and Rosie and Rhys and Cleo and the rest are, as so realistic (and often seemingly unrealistic) as their personalities are, I can see myself in them at certain points. Rosie's definitely a good portrayal of the average, older-teen girl; not too sure where she's going or what she wants, feels insulated from the world, often seems like a freak because she hasn't "matured" like her so-called friends (honestly, alcohol and parties are vastly overrated).

Aggh, I ramble too much. In summary, this is an excellent story that I feel a lot of people can relate to and can see their own quirks in the 'weird', vastly normal characters.

Let me start off by saying that I actually started reading this story about two years ago, back when there were only a few chapters, and the excitement I felt when I found it again just a few days ago is ineffable. I think the entire story makes a fine point of our strange ability to idealize people and places and turn them into something they can never be. This is one of my favorite stories here - fantastic storytelling, great character development, and a very wonderful ending :) Good show!

LOL at that last line. Ah, it's sad but I've actually been reading this non-stop for a while now, because it's so good. There are no overly sappy moments or anything too emo but at the same time, I seriously felt like crying for Rosie sometimes.

Your characterisation is SO wonderful. Everyone was so perfectly well done and no-one fit into any kind of stereotype really, except for Tom at points and then we had Rosie telling us about how he was trying to be a 'rebel' so I guess he was meant to be that way at points.

The way that you write Romance is so...it's hard for me to explain why I love this so much...I think it may just be because I don't like sappy things (though I may write them) and this just wasn't sappy. I love how there's this whole obsession with Jack and then he wakes up and he's not her July and she winds up with Tom, September but she's still paranoid as hell about him and the way that she really feels.

Your writing's really good too, which always helps things along when you're reading obsessively like I was. I just have one question, considering that Egburt 2 were getting radio play and Jack fans were sprouting up everywhere wouldn't there be fans of other members of the band. Like, wouldn't fans come up and me like 'OMG you're Matty Anderson!' when Rosie and Tilly were together? I dunno, celebrities get bugged a fair bit and I just think that happening at some point might have added some more authenticity - but then, really, this whole thing's so authentic.

On a random note, Jack reminds me of the Bring Me the Horizon front man who peed on some girl for annoying him...So I guess you captured a real 'rock star' asshole in Jack. Well, at least, post coma Jack...

Ok, I think I'm rambling here but yes, I loved this piece so very much. You are amazing for being able to dream up characters like this and then write them into an equally stunning plot.

Thanks so much for writing this,

-Ink-

Shit. Real good stuff. It's sad that they didn't get together but I'd have to say that it's just a good old dose of reality that makes it perfect. Does she like Tom though? I don't really get her. But I guess it's sad that Jack in essence, has died. Still, it's good. Keep it up. Loved it.

Lol! That was mean of her letting (and encouraging) her sister to drink that thing! I'm sad and at the same time I think the ending is just right. And then I'm not really sure what I'm feeling. I would have cried abt it all if I werent already so depressed. I would have cried abt the fact that Rosie didnt get her happily-ever-after; that she's ended up in a relationship with a guy she doesnt even really have feelings for (but that could come with time-maybe)and still loves Jack, the real jack; that Jack could have been her July and her his -because of the drawing- and now it won't ever happen because Jack is gone..in a way he is dead. That's kind of tragic. They would've been good together.

I haven't read the whole chapter yet, just the song lyrics..In the previous chapters I didn't read them and cut straight to the story, but I read the first line of 'Fun', and the second, and third..and I ended up reading it all. Did u write this? I love it! I just love it! Think I'll go back and read all the songs. But I'm pretty sure this one will be my favourite.

And well since reviewing...I really like the story; it's got a lot angst, so much that sometimes I can't take it, which is weird cause I'm so full of angst. I can't help but relate to Rosie at times.

Oh man, I finally, finally, had the time to sit and read your story (mind you, it still took me two weeks of on-and-off fictionpress visiting because I never have more than an hour or two to read in) and anyway, you've just written this so, so brilliantly. I felt bad for having only read this and written this review now since I've had your story on my to-read list for ever. I'm really happy I read it. I want to shake you by the shoulders and go 'brilliant brilliant' and quote pages of your own brilliance back at you just to prove to you how fantastic your story is. Your style is so calm and realistic and observant and sort of understated, and all the things going on in the characters' background makes them totally realistic and real and I bet all your reviewers have said they feel like they could be Rosie, because that's what it felt like to me. It's such an animated, real description of her life.. I'm enthusiastic to the point that I'm just raving at you now. Aside from the fact that Rosie just says things, randomly, that shine among your prose sort of the way water on a sunny day just keeps throwing sparklies at you, aside from that, you mentioned things like Blue Peter and watching Barbie movies with little sisters and so on, and I don't know, I feel like I'm Rosie and you're Jack and you're singing my soul to me. All I can do is rant at you and tell you this was magnificent and if you do edit it, then it can only become even better and jeez, one day I hope I write like you. I can only begin to imagine how inspired and creative and complex your imagination and writing talent is.

Finally, before this chunk of words hurts your eyes and you refuse to read anymore, all those song lyrics were great. I'm a purist who usually refuses to read lyrics in a fic because usually -snob mode- they're just terrible. But your lyrics were just songs, ready-made. I could almost hear a band playing them. They're GOOD. So, go make songs. Let me know when you're playing a gig, I'm not that far away from England, I'll come and watch. I'll get you one in Amsterdam if you like.

Anyways, an overdose of good writing is like a hefty drug and I think I have to sleep this one off, so cheers and thanks for the great read. I can't turn my back on FP if you're here!

love,

roxy

Ps. I would propose to you if I were single and a lesbian. Instead you get this review.