Michael Vey is a loser. He's unpopular, has one friend who's a total nerd, and gets jammed into a locker more often than not. But in reality, Michael is special. He's a "Glow;" his body can produce an electrical charge. He tries to hide his abilities, but he has little control over it. Unbeknownst to him, the super-popular cheerleader, Taylor, has a similar skill. The two form an unbreakable bond. 
 I will admit, the premise is cool. There's a big, secret corporation that's trying to track down the Glows to fulfill their own needs, and Michael is determined to overthrow it. But the way it happened was all wrong. Everything in this book is a giant cliche. Michael is unpopular. Taylor is the more popular girl in school. Bullies have bad home lives. Etc. 
 It sounds like an adult trying to act like a teenage boy, and horribly failing. I was offended by the teenage stereotypes, and I'm not even a teenager. Aside from the whole "electric" thing--which has the potential to be good--there was not one original idea in the entire story.