I just wish it had the characters. They don’t stand up to the word at all and I didn’t particularly care about any of them. Let’s start off with Meg and Minnie, best friends for years. And Meg was okay, she really was, but with one major flaw – she lets Minnie walk all over her, not just walk on her but dance with stiletto heals. ‘Cause here's the thing: both girls are desperately in love with the same guy, T.J., only Meg doesn’t let on so as not to hurt her friend, even though it’s obvious that T.J. likes Meg. So throughout the whole book you get to hear her telling herself she has to get over him, though she’s not getting over anything and doesn’t even really try.
This get’s old.
Besides that, Minnie is extremely annoying. I hate to say it, but it’s true. She’s heartless, whiny, and I couldn’t see any reason why anyone would like her, let alone this nice, sensible girl who is practically giving up her shot at happiness for her. The other characters are fine, just a little flat and cliché.
This being said, I stayed up until two in the morning to finish it, and it took another half hour to convince myself that no one was going to pop out and murder me. A little pathetic on my part, but true. Because let’s face it, this book is really scary and really intense, and I’m actually just kind of sad that more thought wasn’t put into the people acting out this show.
So if you love horror, have a slightly morbid mind, and don’t mind staying up until hours when people stare at you like you’re insane, go for it. TEN isn’t going to trigger any great epiphanies or stick with you for years, but hey, frankly it’s fun, it’s exiting, and it kind of makes you appreciate your life a little more. And there’s nothing too wrong with that.