Meet Ashley. She’s popular, cool and sees things very differently to her new family. Her dad has come out and moved out – but not far enough. And now she has to live with a freakazoid step-brother.
Stewart can’t quite fit in at his new school, and Ashley can’t quite get used to her totally awkward home, which is now filled with some rather questionable decor. And things are about to get a whole lot more mixed up when these two very different people attract the attention of school hunk Jared
This is definitely a book on the younger scale of Young Adult, although there is talk of boobs/sex, etc, so maybe not so young, but it comes across quite young when reading it, or maybe that’s just me? I don’t know. But it’s the story of Stewart and Ashley, and what happens when Stewart’s dad and Ashley’s mom decide to live together, and it’s all about what happens when you become a blended family. But Stewart and Ashley were just so vastly different – Stewart saw the move for making his dad happier, after Stewart’s mom died, but Ashley just saw it as a big inconvenience and it took ages for her to even be civil to Stewart or Leonard. That actually made me a little bit angry, because Stewart was LOVELY.
I genuinely loved Stewart. My favourite characters are always the more literal ones, who take things a bit too serious or may not always get the jokes, and I adored Stewart. He was amazing. For a thirteen-year-old, he was so strong and he knew who he was – he knew he was gifted and he was proud, as you should be if you have that kind of gift. Ashley was the complete opposite and I kind of adored her, too, when she wasn’t being snarky. She made me laugh how she wasn’t quite the brightest bulb in the box and constantly mixed up her words, and never NEVER once called Schroedinger Schroedinger. But it was hilarious, bless her, and I always knew what she meant.
We Are All Made of Molecules had such a big heart. It was so warm and witty, and so wise. I loved everything about this book, everything. Stewart, Ashley, Leonard, Caroline, Schroedinger. It’s genuinely one of the better books I’ve read this year, one of the ones I’ll remember months later, and that’s how you know you’ve read a true gem of a book.