This was hard for me to read, in parts, because I suffered similar "best friends" in my grade school years - although they never came nearly so close to killing me as happens in the novel. Unfortunately I was probably the annoyingly religious one of the group myself, at times. But roles in life are often more ambiguous and fluid than those in literature, so that isn't really surprising. So far my favorites of Atwood's work are still Oryx & Crake, The Handmaid's Tale, and The Blind Assassin. Next would be Cat's Eye, though. I really enjoyed the descriptions of the paintings, and wish there had been more.
Eragon by Christopher Paolini
Another fantasy novel that has been on my list of "to-read" for some time. I suffered a little too much from wanting to kick the title character in the head to really get into it; he's young and makes the mistakes of youth; the author was nineteen, I think, when it was published but it works because it informs the protagonist's character well. I wanted to like it more than I did, but I certainly didn't dislike it. My mom has the next volume on reserve from the library rather than buying it like the first one, which in itself is a metric.