Dear A.J. Butcher,
There is no better book than a book that makes you laugh, makes you cry, and makes you think. The Serpent Scenario makes me do all three. I found myself living Jennifer Chen's life. When it comes to physical fitness Jen is so much more talented and skilled than me but I was in her body kicking every kick, punching every punch. No longer was I Rose, the average girl. I was Jennifer Chen the spy.
In the beginning of the Spy High Series I mapped out every move Jennifer made. I strived to be like her. She is strong, confident, and totally independent. In some ways, I am just like her. Jennifer's aloofness often reminded me of myself. But, in the Serpent Scenario, just like best friends fall apart, Jen and I fell apart. Suddenly, you find out about her parents and brother. How they died right before her eyes. Now, inside of me, instead of envying her, I pitied her. How horrific would it be to see your family being murdered? To top off my changes with Jennifer, she goes extreme! When Jake, one of her teammates comes after her to help, she doesn't in the end accept it. Jennifer goes off by herself to face her family's murderer, Talon, when, if she had patience, she could have waited for Jake.
The moments when I was reading about the fight between Talon and Jen, were likely the most intense moments of my life. Come on Jennifer, you can beat Talon, kick right, kick left, my brain screamed at the book. Destroy him, kill him, don't fail, and finish him off! Commands in my brain were yelling louder by the second. Next, the unthinkable happens. "He threw her from him like a rag. "Get up," Jennifer urged herself, like a coach for a losing team. "Get up!" The world was reeling and it would be so easy to fall off, but she had to get up, she had to do something. But she could only see shadows, like someone with smashed spectacles. One shadow advancing at her. She had to fight him. She had to fight him. Stand up! Resist! Revenge! Talon unleashed a final, slamming blow, like a closing door at the end of life."
When I read that, I was stunned. My favorite character, the girl I strived to be like was dead. So the life I was living through Jennifer, would it end up killing me?
At first, the words didn't really sink in. Jen was dead, so what? "Jake groaned deeply, in his soul. He knew it was Jennifer though he couldn't look. "Jen." He held her hands, and they were cold. They'd always be cold now. Jake's head was bowed low, and his grief tore itself from him in wracking, shuddering, sobs. He didn't care if anyone saw him, didn't care about anything. Not now. Not ever again. He'd lost her." That's when, I started to bawl.
If I died, what would happen to the ones that I loved? Would they cry out like Jake, scream in denial like me, or close up so tight like Jennifer did when her family died? From that day on, every day was worth living. Not just for me, for others. I would find something special and pleasant in each day. I wasn't going to live a life like Jennifer's. I wasn't going to shut
everyone out of my life and suffer. I was going to rise above Jennifer, I was going to live. I was going to live for me, for my family, and most importantly, to live the life Jennifer never lived.