Every once in a while you gotta mix things up. For me, a classic fantasy lover/artistic realism enthusiast, The Classroom, by Robin Mellom was outside the realm of what I normally pine for. And it was the perfect “outside the box” experience, at that.
As far as middle grade is concerned, Mellom’s writing style is epically edgy and just…cool. How many books have you read that are written from the perspective of a camera lens? Um…probably none.
The style is daring. The protagonist, Trevor Jones, is fabulously awkward (in a sort of passably “cool” way), and the cast of characters is witty, perfectly flawed, and full of politely critical sarcasm.
It’s the perfect book for those coming-of-age kids (who aren’t exactly kids anymore), learning to navigate the more mature dealings of middle school and life beyond the simplicity of childhood. Adult lovers of middle grade will appreciate the wisdom (and humor) our young protagonist gains, and young readers will no doubt relate.
A fun, easygoing summertime read. I highly recommend it.
What they uncovered, though, was far from average. Mostly, it was upper average along with moments of extreme average, highlighted by several minutes of total epicness.
This is the story…
Trevor Jones — perfect attendance award recipient, former neurotic (he hopes) — has been preparing for the start of seventh grade his entire summer. But he is NOT ready for the news his best friend, Libby (proud neurotic, in a color-coding sort of way), drops on him: he must ask a girl to the fall dance. By the end of the day.
Trevor decides he would rather squirt hot sauce in his eyes than attend the dance. Everything changes when he meets mysterious new student Molly (excessive doodler, champion of unnatural hair colors).
Trevor starts to think that going to the dance maybe wouldn’t be the worst thing ever. But what if she says no to his invitation? More important, what if she says yes?!