“Rachel? No one gets your references.”

58. The Mary Shelley Club – Goldy Moldavsky

Rachel Chavez, imaginary teenager, and I have similar taste in horror movies. I’ve definitely seen some she hasn’t, but I recognized snippets of plots and references and bits and pieces all throughout The Mary Shelley Club before they would name the movies (if they named them) and it was very fun. The line I chose as the title is also very accurate of me most of the time…almost all of the time. I very rarely get to be around anyone who knows what I’m talking about even 50% of the time, so it’s such a relief when I am around someone who does, which is also Rachel Chavez’s experience in The Mary Shelley Club.

There was no way she wasn’t going to finagle her way into that club, even if it did turn into a test of endurance that almost got her killed and did get other people killed; well, it is challenging to keep friendships and boyfriends if they lie to you. Sometimes people fight for those who have no interest in anything but manipulating them some more as high school is the kind of place where narcissists test their wings. And Rachel isn’t the kind of student who is in the school she’s in because she has money and will never have to worry about her future or getting away with murder. Technically, she already didn’t.

Snuffy is chattering at Thorfy because she knows he’s about to ruin her lounging. He could just appreciate her doing something she’s amazing at, but no, he must ruin it because he’s not doing it. Boars.