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“You’re going to get an F.” Spencer shifted the papers on his school desk and looked for a hundredth time at the graffiti in the corner. Last year’s occupant of the desk must have spent hours etching the message into the wooden surface. Dummy, Spencer thought. Couldn’t even spell cabbage. Truth be told, Mrs. Natcher did smell a little like cabbage sometimes, but she was still tolerable. Today, however, a strong Bath and Body Works fragrance filled the sixth-grade classroom and Mrs. Natcher was nowhere to be seen. In her place was a thin, younger woman who had short, stylish hair streaked with pink highlights. She wore high-heeled red shoes and a skirt so short that Mrs. Natcher would have croaked. Turned out that Mrs. Natcher had croaked—well, almost—which was why Miss Leslie Sharmelle had been called to Welcher Elementary that morning. Spencer glanced at the clock on the wall.”
― Janitors
― Janitors
“The night was red, bathed in a mist unholy light. The moon - that crimson orb gazing down like the giant blind eye of a moonsick soul - filled half the sky as it rose above the eastern horizon.”
― The Thousand Deaths of Ardor Benn
― The Thousand Deaths of Ardor Benn
“How could Spencer possibly get Dez to leave his backpack in the library? Spencer leaned against the wall and felt the answer right at his fingertips. “Careful,” Daisy said. “That’s the fire alarm.” Spencer nodded grimly. Then, with sweaty hands, he pulled down on the red handle.”
― Janitors
― Janitors
“Cats catch killer kittens cussing quickly.”
― The Thousand Deaths of Ardor Benn
― The Thousand Deaths of Ardor Benn
“Slick’s also in the perfect position to capture you. And isn’t that what the BEM really wants? That”
― Secrets of New Forest Academy
― Secrets of New Forest Academy





