Tonight the Streets Are OursTonight the Streets Are Ours by Leila Sales

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Arden Huntley, a girl from a small town, stumbles upon a blog called “Tonight The Streets Are Ours” and feels like the blogger/writer Peter is writing about things that are just like what she feels. Getting interested into his journal-like entries, his life and his girlfriend, she reads all of his posts in a few days.

After an incident with her boyfriend, she goes to New York with her best friend to meet him and that night, she finds herself. Recklessly loyal, that’s what the Just Like Me doll company labelled her as. All through her life, she’s been taught to be kind and give, now she just wishes someone would love her like she does them.

A beautiful story about a teenage girl realising that she must love herself and sometimes you should put yourself first. I loved how the book started and ended, and the theme of the story.

First lines:
Like all stories, the one you are about to read is a love story.
         If it wasn’t, what would be the point?”

Last line:
You were promised a love story
         And this is mine.

Here’s the Goodreads summary:

Recklessly loyal.

That’s how seventeen-year-old Arden Huntley has always thought of herself. Caring for her loved ones is what gives Arden purpose in her life and makes her feel like she matters. But lately she’s grown resentful of everyone—including her needy best friend and her absent mom—taking her loyalty for granted.

Then Arden stumbles upon a website called Tonight the Streets Are Ours, the musings of a young New York City writer named Peter, who gives voice to feelings that Arden has never known how to express. He seems to get her in a way that no one else does, and he hasn’t even met her.

Until Arden sets out on a road trip to find him.

During one crazy night out in New York City filled with parties, dancing, and music—the type of night when anything can happen, and nearly everything does—Arden discovers that Peter isn’t exactly who she thought he was. And maybe she isn’t exactly who she thought she was, either

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