Stella Blunt’s world is ending. Her parents have dragged her across the country, and she has to start over in a new school. Th is is a big problem, because she doesn’t make friends easily: she’s large, she’s loud, and she doesn’t suffer fools gladly. The only person who likes her is the cute geek in her Chemistry class. He’s a great listener, he’s smart at science, and he loves her for her mind. Then again, she’s not sure whether that’s a good thing, considering that he also drinks brains from a thermos and walks with a lurch. To complicate matters, undead hordes have started showing up at her door. Can Stella take on a new school, an undead romance, and handle a chainsaw? Poking a satirical finger at Twilight, Chemistry is an irreverent, foul-mouthed romp with a surprising amount of heart from debut author C.L. Lynch, who thinks that fat girls and zombies deserve love too.
Stella Blunt’s world is ending. Her parents have dragged her across the country, and she has to start over in a new school. Th is is a big problem, because she doesn’t make friends easily: she’s large, she’s loud, and she doesn’t suffer fools gladly. The only person who likes her is the cute geek in her Chemistry class. He’s a great listener, he’s smart at science, and he loves her for her mind. Then again, she’s not sure whether that’s a good thing, considering that he also drinks brains from a thermos and walks with a lurch. To complicate matters, undead hordes have started showing up at her door. Can Stella take on a new school, an undead romance, and handle a chainsaw? Poking a satirical finger at Twilight, Chemistry is an irreverent, foul-mouthed romp with a surprising amount of heart from debut author C.L. Lynch, who thinks that fat girls and zombies deserve love too.