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And her boyfriend was possibly a member of the Nephilim. That girl – all of them – hated Eleanor before they’d even laid eyes on Writing Because murder is Wrong Poster her. Like they’d been hired to kill her in a past life. Eleanor couldn’t tell if the Asian kid who finally let her sit down was one of them, or whether he was just really stupid. (But not stupid-stupid … He was in two of Eleanor’s honors classes. )Her mom had insisted that the new school put Eleanor in honors classes. She’d freaked when she saw how bad Eleanor’s grades were from last year in the ninth grade. ‘This can’t be a surprise to you, Mrs Douglas,’ the counselor said. Ha, Eleanor thought, you’d be surprised what could be a surprise at this point. Whatever. Eleanor could stare at the clouds just as easily in honors classes. There were just as many windows.

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If she ever even came back to this school. If she ever even got home. Eleanor couldn’t tell her mom about the bus situation anyway because her mom had already said that Eleanor didn’t have to ride the bus. Last night, when she was helping Eleanor unpack …‘Richie said he’ll take you,’ her mom said. ‘It’s on his way to work. ’‘Is he going to make me ride in the back of his truck?’‘He’s trying to make peace, Eleanor. You promised that you’d try, too. ’‘It’s easier Writing Because murder is Wrong Poster for me to make peace from a distance. ’‘I told him you were ready to be part of this family. ’‘I’m already part of this family. I’m like a charter member. ’‘Eleanor,’ her mom said. ‘Please. ’‘I’ll just ride the bus,’ Eleanor had said. ‘It’s not a big deal. I’ll meet people.

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’Ha, Eleanor thought now. Giant, dramatic ha. Her bus was going to leave soon. A few of the other buses were already pulling away. Somebody ran down the steps next to Writing Because murder is Wrong Poster Eleanor and accidentally kicked her bag. She pulled it out of the way and started to say sorry – but it was that stupid Asian kid, and he frowned when he saw that it was her. She frowned right back at him, and he ran ahead. Oh, fine, Eleanor thought. The children of hell shan’t go hungry on my watch. CHAPTER 3ParkShe didn’t talk to him on the ride home. Park had spent all day trying to think of how to get away from the new girl. He’d have to switch seats. That was the only answer. But switch to what seat? He didn’t want to force himself on somebody else. And even the act of switching seats would catch Steve’s attention.

Writing Because murder is Wrong Poster

’Ha, Eleanor thought now. Giant, dramatic ha. Her bus was going to leave soon. A few of the other buses were already pulling Writing Because murder is Wrong Poster away. Somebody ran down the steps next to Eleanor and accidentally kicked her bag. She pulled it out of the way and started to say sorry – but it was that stupid Asian kid, and he frowned when he saw that it was her. She frowned right back at him, and he ran ahead. Oh, fine, Eleanor thought. The children of hell shan’t go hungry on my watch. CHAPTER 3ParkShe didn’t talk to him on the ride home. Park had spent all day trying to think of how to get away from the new girl. He’d have to switch seats. That was the only answer. But switch to what seat? He didn’t want to force himself on somebody else. And even the act of switching seats would catch Steve’s attention.
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