Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List by Rachel Cohn and David Levithan
Summary (from the publisher's website, because the thing on the back of the book is really, really long): NAOMI AND ELY ARE BEST FRIENDS. Naomi loves and is in love with Ely, and Ely loves Naomi, but prefers to be in love with boys. So they create their "No Kiss List" of people neither of them is allowed to kiss. And this works fine - until Bruce. Bruce is Naomi's boyfriend, so there's no reason to put him on the List. But Ely kissed Bruce even though he is boring. The result: a rift of universal proportions and the potential end of "Naomi and Ely: the institution." Can these best friends come back together again?
Review: I know what you're thinking... you're thinking I'm going to say I hated it and you're expecting me to find a half dozen things I didn't like it.
Guess what people? You're wrong. I quite liked it! It was really, really funny and well written, with interesting characters. I actually read most of this when I'd first woken up, before I even turned on the light, which shows how involved I was in it, reading in half-light. It's a very good read for when you're in a crabby mood and feel like you can't find anything to read.
The one thing is, the book used pictures for some of the words, like instead of saying spider, there'd randomly be a tiny picture of a spider, and that threw me off a bit (aka, I stared the page for a good thirty seconds trying to figure out what the heck it was...). But you get used to that after a while, and it's they were mostly when Naomi was the narrator. That brings me back to another thing I did like, the switch in narrators. There were at least six different narrators, but each of them had their own unique voice, so that you could tell exactly who was telling you what was happening. And it wasn't confusing at all like that can so easily be.
Conclusion: A very good read, good for a crabby mood. I'd recommend this to older readers, though, as there is some mature content. Not much swearing, though, which is cool. Four roses.