The Avery Shaw Experiment (Science Squad #1)
by Kelly Oram
Genre: Contemporary,Humour, Romance, Young Adullt
Pages: eBook, 278 pages
Published: 4 May 2013, Bluefields
Source: copy provided
Welcome to Day 1 of Science Geek Appreciation Week with author Kelly Oram–a fun-filled week of teasers, interviews, games, giveaways, and lots and lost of science!! We’re going to kick off the week by introducing you to the stars of the Spanish Fork High Science Squad–Club President Avery Shaw and her newest recruit, Grayson Kennedy–in their debut novel The Avery Shaw Experiment!
When Avery Shaw’s heart is shattered by her life-long best friend, she chooses to deal with it the only way she knows how—scientifically.
The state science fair is coming up and Avery decides to use her broken heart as the topic of her experiment. She’s going to find the cure. By forcing herself to experience the seven stages of grief through a series of social tests, she believes she will be able to get over Aiden Kennedy and make herself ready to love again. But she can’t do this experiment alone, and her partner (ex partner!) is the one who broke her heart.
Avery finds the solution to her troubles in the form of Aiden’s older brother Grayson. The gorgeous womanizer is about to be kicked off the school basketball team for failing physics. He’s in need of a good tutor and some serious extra credit. But when Avery recruits the lovable Grayson to be her “objective outside observer,” she gets a whole lot more than she bargained for, because Grayson has a theory of his own: Avery doesn’t need to grieve. She needs to live. And if there’s one thing Grayson Kennedy is good at, it’s living life to the fullest.
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I was so out of it that I’d slipped into the bathroom while Grayson was in the shower, and I didn’t even notice until he poked his head out from behind the curtain with a surprised look on his face. “Aves, babe, I’m a little busy here.” He cocked an eyebrow and gave me a crooked smile. “Unless you’re planning to join me…?”
Just then there was a loud knock on the door, and my mother’s worried voice called out to me. I looked up at Grayson and in a moment of sheer panic didn’t think twice before jumping behind the curtain with him.
“Whoa! Avery! I was only teasing!”
I could hear Grayson, but I couldn’t really respond. I leaned my back against the cold tile wall and closed my eyes, letting the hot water rain down on me. There was another knock, louder this time, and then the door opened. “Avery? That you in here, sweetie?”
I frantically shook my head, praying that Grayson would do the right thing.
“Sorry, Kaitlin. It’s just me.”
“Oh. Sorry, Grayson. I thought maybe you were Avery.”
“Yeah, I get that a lot,” he teased.
My mom laughed and then sighed heavily. “If you see her after you’re done, tell her I’m looking for her.”
The door clicked shut and things got quiet. I stood there for so long that my head started to hurt and I got really dizzy. My knees buckled. Grayson quickly caught me under the arms. “Avery, breathe,” he commanded.
I took a breath. As oxygen flooded my lungs, I realized it was probably the first breath I’d taken in minutes. Literally.
“Aves,” a low steady voice said. I felt hands on either side of my face. I opened my eyes, and Grayson’s beautiful piercing blue ones were staring down at me from just inches away, taking up my entire field of vision. “You good now?” he asked.
I may have been breathing, but I would never be “good” again. I flung my arms around him and began to release gut-wrenching sobs into his chest.
I always looked at her as sort of a pesky little sister, but that all changed the day my brother dumped her. Why, you ask? Let me put it this way: When a girl lets you be the one to hold her as her entire world falls apart, even though you’re ass naked, it changes the way you see her. The soaking-wet, see-through t-shirt didn’t hurt, either.
“You look really nice,” I blurted, unable to hide my surprise.
The compliment startled her. She blushed and looked at her feet as she mumbled, “I need to blow my hair dry.”
I grinned. “Don’t want to have to explain to anyone how it got wet, eh?”
She turned even brighter red but then glared at me. “I just don’t want my hair to freeze.”
I laughed as I threw my hands up in surrender and then laughed even harder when she stalked past me into the bathroom. I leaned against the door and watched, curiously, as she dried her hair. There was something oddly fascinating about watching Little Avery Shaw primp. She’d never seemed like such a real girl to me before. She wasn’t so little anymore, either. She caught me staring at her in the mirror, so I quickly said, “I thought dorks were supposed to have bad hair and horrible, frumpy fashion senses.”
“Just because I enjoy learning doesn’t mean I’m a dork,” she said, insulted.
“Two words for you Aves: science club.”
Kelly Oram wrote her first novel at age fifteen–a fan fiction about her favorite music group, The Backstreet Boys, for which family and friends still tease her. She’s obsessed with reading, talks way too much, and loves to eat frosting by the spoonful. She lives outside of Phoenix, Arizona with her husband, four children, and a cat named Mr. Darcy.
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I. Problem: How do you get over THE AVERY SHAW EXPERIMENT?
1. By going through the seven stages of grief (Like Avery did.)
2. Curl up to a ball and reflect on how boring my life is.
3. Move on with a new book (Like Aiden did.)
4. YOU CAN’T. (Like Grayson can’t.)
1. The first stage of grief is denial. I found that during the experiment. I was not going through denial. Or even grief. I was not in denial. I was not grieving. I was just. I have accepted that the characters were the most annoying kind of characters. Avery was the little miss perfect but she doesn’t know it kinda girl (which is so cliche and so nu-uh) and Grayson is the golden boy. He knows it and does not deny it, but yes, he’s a Class A jerk. Points for being confident BUT being on his POV and reading egoistical stuff were not good. No, I am not angry about it. And no, I am not guilty for loving them. This is so cliche but so fun at the same time. It toes the borderline for being annoying but they’re just loveable. And the nerd herd. They’re all so cute. This book lacked the real friendship factor. In my opinion, it would be better if people were more real than substantial. Am I depressed about it? No. I’m fine. I’m fine at all. I am excited about the next book. I AM ACTUALLY LITERALLY SO EXCITED FOR IT.
2. During the experiment, I found that I could even sit still. Because THAT ENDING. So… unreal. So… bad. I don’t love it but it’s WAY TOO CUTE TO ARGUE WITH. Once I have realized that, I was able to sit down and contemplate on me, my life, and I. Maybe if I had childhood friends… maybe if I actually told that one person that I liked him then he was like: I have a girlfriend… maybe if a really close friend will help me go through it… HOLD ON THIS IS TOO CLICHE. Real life can never be a cliche love story. But this book is so fun. It’s so fun and cliche at the same time that you’d definitely wonder how it is even possible.
3. I was able to complete Experiment #3 with no complications. My theory as to why is because this book is way too usual. I have read it a long time ago and I know for sure I will meet this kind of book again. But what stuck to me was all the Science. This book is built on a good idea, moved too fast, too unreal, and although Science is a part here, it demans you to drop logic and just breathe the book in. The writing was great but nothing stood out so much. Except that it was admirable how the story flowed naturally and Science was really fitting. The humour was there. Feelings were there. But it was not real enough. It was like reading a book not living it.
4. This book gave me way too many feelings.
IV. Analysis and Interpretation of the Results
The analysis and interpretation of results are as follows:
A. Experiment #1 seemed to fail. If I can’t board the train of the first stage, it is impossible and just not right to start with the third or fourth or just not the first. They’re called stages for a reason. Analysing which stage I could fit in clarified my views on the characters which, in my opinion, made me see the book as a subject. This experiment was not fun.
B. Experiment #2 almost failed because of the emotions. (Emotions that can’t apply on the SSOG) But I was able to do it anyway. After completing it, I realized more flaws on the story and had to accept that cliche stories come and go but fun cliche stories will always hold a piece of your heart. I have decided to give this book about seven million pieces of my heart.
I therefore conclude that one can get over this book by reading the next one, then letting a piece of your heart be held by this book forever. It’s a thing.
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