Ever feel like someone’s watching you? Me, too. But lately it’s been happening in my room.
When I’m alone.
A friend posted a video of me dancing online, and now I’m no longer Alicia Ruffino. I’m dancergirl. And suddenly it’s like me against the world—everyone’s got opinions.
My admirers want more, the haters hate, my best friend Jacy—even he’s acting weird. And some stalker isn’t content to just watch anymore.
Ali. Dancergirl. Whatever you know me as, however you’ve seen me online, I’ve trained my whole life to be the best dancer I can be. But if someone watching has their way, I could lose way more than just my love of dancing. I could lose my life.
Review: I was intrigued by the premise for this book. Cameras. They’re everywhere now, all the time, and so tiny you can hardly see them. Videos. What happens when a video goes viral – and you’re in it? This is what happens to Alicia and her world.
Alicia has all sorts of problems once the video of her dancing goes viral. She knew her friend was taping her and was going to upload it but she thought the recognition might help her get into a prestigious dance school – what could it hurt? Her friends don’t know how to act towards her now, strangers recognize her, people say and post hateful things. She feels like she’s always being watched – all the time. Her best friend, Jacy, is acting weird which hurts Alicia most of all since she has feelings for him. I liked Jacy – he was a very sweet romantic interest.
As the book’s momentum takes off, Alicia has to figure out who watched her video and is still watching her – stalking her. At this point, I felt like I was there with her and had goosebumps and felt those little hairs on the back of my neck stand up. To what lengths would the stalker go with his obsession? Would Alicia ever be able to dance again after this video fiasco?
A very realistic story relevant to today’s trends with likable characters.
Quote: “The sick feeling that someone’s staring at me. Only I’m not on the subway. Or the bus. Or even a park bench. I’m in my bedroom. Alone.” Prologue