I had random.org select a page for me today and it selected page 136.
Is she really doing this? Is she really so desperate that she’ll take orders from a devil?
It turns out that yes, yes she is. Scrunching up her face as much as she can, Pia goes ‘Choo!’ in a high squeaky voice. It doesn’t sound particularly convincing. Sneezing feels like tears or laughter: something that requires real talent to fake. Yet the effect on Urette is as instant as the words ‘Narnia’ and ‘Wardrobe’.
I picked a % as this one is an ebook, I first had random.org select something (24%) and while I read I found a great part on 25%.
Something bumps against the glass. I let out a little shriek and jump away, clapping a hand over my mouth. I can see a dark, thick shape, just a shadow behind the thin curtain. It seems to be pressing its face against the window.
I had Random.org select a page and it selected page 143.
Suddenly a big fat raindrop falls from the sky, landing right in the center of Nolan’s new word. Quickly Nolan stuffs the book back into his bag. “Let’s make a run for it,” he says. “I don’t want to risk the book getting wet.” He breaks into a sprint, reaching for my hand as he does so.
I had Random.org select a page and it went with page 31
Madame Le Pig was knee-deep in a giant saucepan of berries when Anna reached the kitchen and opened the door. ‘Sorry to interrupt, chef,’ she said.
‘How dare you disrupt le chef when she is squishing fruit!’ squealed Madame Le Pig. ‘It is a very private moment.’
I had Random.org select a page and it selected page 100.
Lowering my chin so that it dipped under the hem of my sweater, I closed my eyes. The moment I did so, I regretted it, because in that room, with nothing but the wind and nothing to focus on, I thought about what had happened between Kyler and me last night. How was I ever going to forget that?
I had random.org select a page and it selected 178.
He walked out into the night. How long had he been on the floor? The sky had the whitish tint of dawn. It was hot out there, but maybe the house was hotter. Had he seen them? Those people in the street? The memory had sunk beneath the clarity of his vision like a coin to the bottom of a pool.
I let Random.org select a page and it picked page 37.
Warm sunlight hits my skin as I step out into the garden, an instant tingle that turns my goosebumps into memories. I’m wearing my favourite T-shirt, the white one with a sequined star on the front, and the new jeans that Mum has bought me for the party. It’s going to be a perfect day.
I had random.org select a page, it decided on 91, since that was an illustration I added +1 on the page number.
But even as she worried about the Spellatron 3000’s failing magic, she felt in her element behind the counter. She would never admit it to her dad, but it ws more fun working a shop that sold speels rather than screws. There were pink sparks and rains of little blue stars. Things fizzled and twinkled and went off with a bang. There were strange smells.