Sinead broke in. “The cops need to know what to do with Evan, Amy. What should I tell them?” “Shoot to kill?” Ian suggested.
What was so wrong about the old me that now I have to be somebody else?
I burst out with, “Aaron – Bear – ” The names are unfamiliar on my tongue, like I’ve never spoken them before.
You didn’t argue with Griffin when there was a plan involved. In this town, Griffin Bing was The Man With The Plan.
Noah stepped forward for a closer look. “If it’s a girl,” he said finally, “then what’s that?” And we could all see exactly what he was pointing at.
I’m supposed to talk some sense into you,” she told me. “But what I really want to say is congratulations. You did the right thing.” “The police don’t think so.” “Typical,” she clucked. “Getting hung up on the numbers on your birth certificate when you probably saved a life.” “They made.
If it looks like a duck, and it quacks like a duck, it’s probably a duck.
We’re gifted,” I explained.
It’s taco night at Portland Street.
That was when I started to worry about what was going to happen to me.
Mrs. Donnelly lived here with her daughter, Sophie. And, of course, me, now. Sophie.
They agreed it was wrong to throw the stick, but insisted that Chase couldn’t have predicted it would result in serious injury. Ha! The real reason was that Chase was the town sports hero – and the son of the last town sports hero. Chase’s dad had a lot of admirers on that board. And my family didn’t.
The Janus, the Tomas, the Ekaterina, and the Lucian!
GORDON KORMAN wrote his first book at age fourteen.
Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, I’ll conk you with this pet carrier!
The tradition at C Average was to nominate the biggest loser in the building.
We are more than merely Lucian, Janus, Ekaterina, Tomas, and Madrigal. We are all Cahills, and we are under attack.
Justice and fairness aren’t just part of the social studies curriculum, you know. They’re the building blocks of our entire society.
Spider-Man had Peter Parker.
Oh, we’re not offended,” Cassandra assured him. “We’re just not men.
You worry about the life,” Amber shoots back. “I’ll handle the revenge.