BOOK REVIEW Bright Days, Stupid Nights Author: Norma Fox Mazer and Harry Mazer. Pages: 194. Publisher: Bantam Books. Cost: $16, hardcover.

Bright Days, Stupid Nights tells the realistic yet humorous story of the relationships between four teen-agers who work at a news bureau one summer.

I thought that this book was going to be a twisted love story, because the main characters are three girls and one guy. There is a one-sided crush, but the book doesn't revolve around it.

Instead, the book focuses on how Chris, Vicky, Faith and Elizabeth make it through the trials and tribulations inside and outside the news bureau.

For Chris, working at the news bureau is a chance to get away from his overbearing father and try his hand at writing. For Vicki, it's a chance to grow, to experience the real world as a writer. For Elizabeth, it's a chance to get away from her lovesick boyfriend. And for Faith, well, it's just a chance to be a teen-ager and have some fun.

I liked this book very much because the authors don't overdo the love story. Bright Days revolves more around all kinds of relationships and how friendships should never be taken for granted.

Another reason I liked this book is that parts of it are very funny. In particular, I liked the following passage. Sonia, the bureau director, is stuck in a meeting and tells Vicki to take the car back to the office:

Vicki took the car keys without a word. What could she have said, anyway? Sorry, Sonia, no can do, no license since I'm only fourteen. . . .

In the parking lot, she walked around the car a few times. She'd had a few lessons with her mother, mostly in the empty school parking lot, so she wasn't completely in the dark. There wasn't that much to driving, anyway. Everybody did it. You put the car in drive, you put your foot on the gas, and off you went. You just didn't want to get too close to the car in front of you.

She got in and started with confidence. The car leaped forward, like it had a mind of its own. "Hey!" Vicki yelled and hit the brake so hard she almost drove her head through the windshield. Which reminded her to buckle up.

The car was sort of panting. It didn't sound happy. "Relax," she said. "I bet you I'm as good a driver as Sonia." She gripped the wheel, eased her foot off the brake and skimmed like a bird between the row of cars. It went like a dream until she got to the exit and saw Dixon Boulevard.

She waited for an opening. The cars just kept coming, an endless stream. Behind her, a horn honked. Blaaat . . . blaat . . . She looked both ways, touched the gas pedal and eased forward, but lost her nerve as a big car raced past.

Blaaat. . . blaaat. . . . blaaat. . . .

Vicki stuck her head out the window and signaled for the driver behind her to go around.

"Where'd you get your license?" a girl hardly older than she yelled as she passed. "Sears Roebuck?"

I would recommend this book for teen-agers because some of the situations would hard for younger kids to relate to. Also, while the authors don't use big words, the book is written above fifth- grade reading level.