we've never read a single word from a Sweet Valley High book, but that didn't stop us in our pre-pubic-essence from ogling at the hot chicks on the covers every time we went to a library in the 80s (remember going to the library? who does that anymore now that Barnes & Noble is basically the same thing, cept they sell coffee and actual real life hot chicks go there!). anywho, in our intersleuthin travels, we came across dem book covers again and we juss wanna give props de leon to the artist James L. Mathewuse, who may or may not have invented the penis gripping device, which we are currently using while reminiscing/remijizzing over the Wakefield sisters
