“Then one day I finally get my period and I text Isaac. He drops everything and comes over to my dorm room – and he breaks up with me.” Immie put her hands over her face. “I have never been as scared as I was that week,” she went on. “When I thought I had a baby inside me.”
Friday’s Page 69 ~ St Grizzle’s School for Girls, Geeks and Tag-along Zombies
‘Oh! A basement! Of course! It had to be in a basement,’ squealed Hilda. She was the only one of them who seemed even slightly pleased at the prospect of joining the A Stream. ‘All the coolest things are underground.’
Grant, K: Will you settle for good news, ****ing awesome news and some other information you should probably have at your disposal?
Mason, E: You mean “some other information you should probably have at your disposal. Your Mayesty”?
Grant, K: My, but we’re in a mood. Adorable.
Grant, K: But I’m a bit crunched for time, so may I deliver said info, my sweet prince?
Friday’s Page 69 ~ I Swapped My Brother on the Internet
It seemed to be waving at Jonny. This is taking pretending to be an animal a bit far, he thought. It was straying into flat-out weird territory.
‘What are you?’ Jonny asked, staring. Hari rubbed his cheeks with his hands, like a creature cleaning his whiskers, the came and stood next to Jonny. He stood really close and really straight,
huddling against his new brother.
Warm, melted, gooey cheese gloops out of the toasted bread like a scene from Ghostbusters. Blonde, stringy, salty creaminess. Rahhhhhh. I feel my heart beat like I’m in a romantic film and me and the cheese are the main stars.
Inside the office, Kit stood before Lady Covington’s desk, her boy’s uniform caked with mud. Mud was on her hands, in her hair – everywhere.
Seated at her desk, Lady Covington was speaking angrily about that very fact. “And we do not lie in the mud at Covington!”
“It was a protest!” Kit explained. “I didn’t want you to take my horse away!”
“That animal is going to auction whether you lay in the mud or not.”
Max held his hand out, his face tensing in concentration. The miniature float began to tremble, then lifted and hovered in the air. It bobbed slowly but steadily through the city, along Riakes Avenue, around the corner onto Park Way, before clunking down beside him.
Even Zoe and Bernard didn’t believe that I was living with a SUPER-DANGEROUS predator.
‘Aren’t you…’ Zoe lowered her voice, ‘scared of snakes?’
‘Zoe! You know we don’t use the S word for Sam!’ Bernard whispered.