Prep School Confidential (Prep School Confidential Series #1)

Prep School Confidential (Prep School Confidential Series #1)

by Kara Taylor


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"This book rocks! Scandalously delicious in the same vein as Pretty Little Liars and Revenge, with a wickedly clever plot that kept me guessing right up until the end." -- Gemma Halliday, New York Times bestselling author of Honeymoon in High Heels

Anne Dowling practically runs her exclusive academy on New York's Upper East Side—that is, until she accidentally burns part of it down and gets sent to a prestigious boarding school outside of Boston. Determined to make it back to New York, Anne could care less about making friends at the preppy Wheatley School. That is, until her roommate, Isabella's body is found in the woods behind the school. When everyone else is oddly silent, Anne becomes determined to uncover the truth no matter how many rules she has to break to do it. With the help of Isabella's twin brother Anthony, and a cute classmate named Brent, Anne discovers that Isabella wasn't quite the innocent nerdy girl she pretended to be. But someone will do anything to stop Anne's snooping in this fast-paced, unputdownable read—even if it means framing her for Isabella's murder.

Kara Taylor's breathtaking debut reads like Gossip Girl crossed with Twin Peaks in an enveloping start to the Prep School Confidential series.

"A whirlwind of secrets, lies, and scandals. I whipped through the pages, frantic to discover the killer." –Jill Hathaway, author of Slide

"Fast-paced, suspenseful and scarily believable. It will keep you guessing as you race to the end!" -- Daisy Whitney, author of The Mockingbirds and When You Were Here

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781250017598
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 07/30/2013
Series: Prep School Confidential Series , #1
Pages: 336
Sales rank: 734,352
Product dimensions: 5.40(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.80(d)
Age Range: 12 - 17 Years

About the Author

Kara Taylor wrote PREP SCHOOL CONFIDENTIAL in her first semester of graduate school, in between pulling all nighters and listening to her dad say writing isn't a real job. Now, she lives on Long Island and writes full time.

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Any girl at St. Bernadette’s Prep should know three things: Skirts need to be one inch above the knee only if a teacher is looking, a dab of nasal spray will make any zit less red, and the lock on Headmaster Bailey’s office door can be picked with a credit card.

I know what you’re thinking. Petty breaking and entering is so not Upper-East-Side–like behavior. But cutting chorus to make out with Martin Payne, a second-year senior, isn’t Upper East Side, either, depending on whom you ask.

In my defense, the only reason Martin didn’t graduate on time is that he had to take a year off for health problems. At St. Bernadette’s, drug use is a “health problem,” especially when your father is an alum who bought the fountain in the courtyard. And, yes, I can totally do better than Martin, as Ms. Cavanaugh pointed out when she caught me in the auditorium lighting booth with his hand up my sweater.

So, yeah. That happened. And Cavanaugh wouldn’t have let me off the hook if I’d been kissing Christ reincarnated. I’ve been on her list since she tried to kick me out of chorus in ninth grade. Even when I’m in trouble, most teachers pretend to be mad for like five minutes and then chalk it up to my witty charm or colorful personality. Not Cavanaugh, though: My ability to talk myself out of most snafus really pisses her off.

Of course she wrote me up.

See, there’s no detention at St. Bernadette’s. Instead, at the end of the day, teachers write up reports of any incidents and send them up to Bailey, who decides what to do with the offenders the next morning.

I’m thinking Cavanaugh made a suggestion or two about what Bailey should do with me and Martin.

Normally, I wouldn’t care about being called to Bailey’s office. It happens so often, I’m considering buying up real estate there. Sometimes she and I have coffee while we chat about my latest escapades. Not a big deal.

Problem is, there’s a chance that Bails will call my parents.

My parents are not on Team Martin Payne. In fact, my father hates the whole Payne family. According to him, they’re everything that’s wrong with old money. Not like my dad would know: He was the first on his side of the family to go to college. Harvard Law, in case you were wondering. As far as my parents are concerned, Martin has never had his hands near a non-PG part of my body, and I need to keep it that way.

Even if it means hanging out in a janitor’s closet until everyone goes home so I can sneak into Bailey’s office and steal the report before she reads it.

When I see the motion-activated lights in the hallway flicker off, I know everyone is gone for the day. I draw in a breath and count to sixty. Probably, I should cut my losses and go home. Not risk adding trespassing and theft to my list of offenses.

My mother’s face fills my head. My mother, looking like a wounded deer who just found out her daughter got groped by a pothead.

I jiggle my foot, reapplying rosebud salve to my lips with my pinky. I’ve really, really got to get my hands on that report.

Oh, Martin. Totally not worth this. Why can’t I stay away? I think it’s partly because he wears Burt’s Bees lip balm, and I’m a sucker for a guy with well-conditioned lips.

The headmaster’s office is at the end of the corridor. Scratch that—it is the end of the corridor. Ceiling-high double oak doors swallow the entire wall, flanked by two plaques engraved with the names of previous headmasters. St. Bernadette’s was built in 1912, and no one has ever thought to update the headmaster’s office since then, locks included.

Wiggling my credit card—the one I don’t use much—between the lock and bolt is almost too easy. I throw a glance over my shoulder, although I’m confident no one else is in the building. If I do get caught, I’ll make up some lame excuse about how I needed to stay after for extra help in bio and my teacher forgot about me. And I forgot to, you know, leave.

Once I’ve wedged enough space between the lock and the bolt, I jiggle the handle until I can push the doors open. They groan under my touch as I open them into Bailey’s office. I breathe in the smell of lavender and furniture polish.

My hands are clammy. I ignore the urge to wipe them on the front of my navy Ralph Lauren sweater—which is an almost exact replica of the St. Bernadette’s uniform, except for the fact it highlights all the right places instead of the wrong ones and doesn’t have that tacky crest over the pocket.

There’s a metal basket for incident reports right next to the stainless-steel paperweight on Bailey’s desk. Bails is no-nonsense—her desk doesn’t have any portraits or signs of life to suggest she’s an actual person outside of school. There’re three degrees mounted on the wall behind the desk—from Georgetown, Dartmouth, and Columbia. I told Bails she should get a bonsai tree or something to improve the chi in here, but she ignored me.

I like Bailey. I mean, she’s okay. So I feel shitty about rifling through the incident reports until I find mine. (Well, not shitty enough to stop me from peeking at who else got busted today. I don’t know who Alice Lin is, but apparently she plagiarized her thematic essay on Hamlet.)

It’s not too far from the top of the pile. Dowling, Anne. Inappropriate sexual conduct on campus.

What?! Since when is first base “inappropriate sexual conduct”? I read on, feeling my cheeks boil at the details Cavanaugh’s included. This sounds like a bad erotica novel. I could probably get her fired for writing this kind of stuff about a student.

My cheeks are still warm as I fold my and Martin’s reports, slip them into my purse, and lock the office door behind me. As I double-check to make sure the corridor is clear, my phone chimes.

Martin’s number is on the screen. I never save him to my contacts, because Martin should only be a temporary fix when I get bored, and locking his number feels semipermanent. I sigh at his text message: Meet me in the auditorium.

So much for staying away.

*   *   *

Some guys are like barnacles. If you stick around for too long, they’ll latch on to you and suck you dry. Martin is not. Sometimes he’ll go weeks without calling or texting me, and I guess that makes him a little more appealing.

There’s also his hair. He’s tugging at the roots of his curls when I get inside the auditorium, which is typically the only thing he knows how to do with his hands when there’s not a joint in them. Martin’s mother is a Jamaican model. He got her silky hair, caramel skin, and height. He got his father’s douchey personality.

“Annie.” He slips his arms around my waist and pulls me to him. We’re behind stage right’s curtains. “I didn’t think you’d have the lady parts to go through with it.”

I push him away with one finger. “Shut up, Martin. I don’t see you attempting any damage control here.”

“That’s because I don’t have your biting wit and good looks to get me out of trouble.” He tucks my hair behind my right ear and lets his hand linger by my collarbone. I slap it away and wrap my fingers instinctively around the Juicy Couture dachshund charm on my purse. It looks just like Abby, my eight-year-old dog. Yeah, it’s a bit of a wacky accessory choice, but I can get away with it.

I think of the Christmas morning Daddy gave Abby to me and my mom. He’d tied a red-and-white-striped ribbon around her neck, but she ripped it off and shredded it before my mother and I got to see it on her.

I don’t know why, but thinking of that Christmas makes me want to be around Martin even less. I turn toward the backstage door.

“So I guess we’re not picking up where we left off this afternoon.” Martin actually looks upset.

“Like you don’t have four other girls on standby today,” I say.

Martin pauses, as if he’s remembered something. “You got mine too, right?”

I roll my eyes and thrust his report at him. “Here.”

Martin eyes it. “What am I supposed to do with that?”

“Wallpaper your loft with it. I don’t care.” I turn to leave.

“Anne, wait. We have to destroy these.” Martin looks paranoid. I’m torn between thinking it’s because of the joint he smoked earlier and buying in to his paranoia.

We can’t just throw the reports out for anyone to find and see the St. Bernadette’s crest at the top. And if I hide them in my room somewhere, our cleaning lady might find them.

“What do you suggest we do, then?” I wave the reports in his face. “Burn them?”

Martin’s eyes light up as if this is the greatest idea ever.

“You’ve got to be kidding.” I shake my head.

“It’s perfect. How else are we going to destroy them without a trace?”

“Um, a paper shredder?” My voice falters when Martin whips a lighter out of God knows where.

“Can you at least do that outside?” I hiss.

“Where someone can see us?” Martin shakes his head. “Loosen up, Annie. I disabled the smoke detectors in here months ago.”

My breath lodges in my throat as Martin holds a flame to the edge of his report. The paper darkens and curls. The engulfed part of the paper dies just as quickly as he lit it, and he drops the chalky gray remains into the backstage trash can.

“Won’t it smell like smoke in here?” I wave my hand over the trash.

“Until Monday?” Martin raises his eyebrows and hands me my report. And the lighter.

I totally know how stupid this is. But a tiny part of my brain remembers how perfectly Martin’s incident report burned up before our eyes. Without a trace.

I grab the report from him. I can’t get the lighter to light. Martin laughs at me and I give him the finger. On the fourth try, a flame springs up.

At first it’s exhilarating, watching the hard-copy evidence of today’s tomfoolery go up in smoke. Then, when I’m aware of how close the flame is to my hand, I shriek.

And drop the paper on the floor.

“What the shit, Anne?” Martin scrambles after the paper. “You were supposed to throw it into the garbage!”

“Omigodomigod OH MY GOD!” I’m flailing my arms as the horror scene unfolds before me. The flame catches on to the stage curtains. The extremely flammable stage curtains.

Martin grabs my hand, but my stare is fixed on the fire crawling up the curtain.

He yanks me by the elbow. “This is the part where we get the hell out of here.”

We push our way out of the backstage door, onto East Eighty-ninth Street. Martin drags both hands down the sides of his face. “Shit.”

I lick my lips. “We need to call someone.”

“And get arrested? Hell no.”

My thumb hovers over the 9 for 911. I dial and Martin curses again.

As the operator asks me what my emergency is, a thought crystallizes in my mind.

I am so not talking my way out of this one.


Copyright © 2013 by St. Martin’s Press, LLC.

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Prep School Confidential 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 39 reviews.
Alyssa75 More than 1 year ago
***Review posted on The Eater of Books! blog*** Prep School Confidential by Kara Taylor Book One of the Prep School Confidential series Publisher: St. Martin's Griffin Publication Date: July 30, 2013 Rating: 4 stars Source: eARC from NetGalley Summary (from Goodreads): In this breathtaking debut that reads like Gossip Girl crossed with Twin Peaks, a Queen Bee at a blue-blooded New England prep school stumbles into a murder mystery. Anne Dowling practically runs her exclusive academy on New York’s Upper East Side—that is, until she accidentally burns part of it down and gets sent to a prestigious boarding school outside of Boston. Determined to make it back to New York, Anne could care less about making friends at the preppy Wheatley School. That is, until her roommate Isabella’s body is found in the woods behind the school.  When everyone else is oddly silent, Anne becomes determined to uncover the truth no matter how many rules she has to break to do it. With the help of Isabella’s twin brother Anthony, and a cute classmate named Brent, Anne discovers that Isabella wasn't quite the innocent nerdy girl she pretended to be. But someone will do anything to stop Anne’s snooping in this fast-paced, unputdownable read—even if it means framing her for Isabella’s murder. What I Liked: Oh how I liked this book! I seriously did not expect to like it as much as I did. I mean, I didn't expect NOT to like it, but I didn't think I would like it this much. You know what I mean? I usually don't like the Nancy Drew thing, and definitely not Gossip Girl. I never enjoyed that show. Anyway. I love books set in boarding school! Examples are Haven by Kristi Cook, Night School by C.J. Daugherty, Thorn Abbey by Nancy Ohlin, etc. I was pleased to see that Anne was sent to boarding school (though she was not!). Anne basically set her school on fire while doing naughty things with a guy she shouldn't be around, and so her fancy parents ship her off to an even fancier boarding school. Reading the summary, I was kind of meh. I get board easily when it comes to whodunit novels, because usually, the author takes you around and around and then drops you back to where you started. I know that sounds really vague, but basically, I hate wondering about who did it and what happened, especially when I can figure it out pretty quickly. Well. In this novel, I could NOT figure out who was at fault quickly. There are always ideas as to who might be at fault and who definitely had a role to play in Isabella's murder, but the ending was shocking! The person, the reasons, and everything that followed the Big Confession... everything was a surprise to me! I like how Ms. Taylor kept readers guessing constantly, but not in such a way that readers would get bored. I love the depth of the characterization in this book. I go from completely hating Anne to really liking her. In the beginning, I just wanted to punch her in the face, because she acts so stupid and rich and spoiled and stuck up. By the end, she definitely has more backbone and better judgment. There is a love triangle in this book, but it didn't bother me that much, which was nice. I kind of didn't care which boy Anne liked more. Brent is the golden boy of the boarding school, and we meet him first. Anthony is Isabella's brother, and we meet him towards the middle of the book. Anthony is definitely more rough and dangerously appealing than Brent, but Brent is sweet and level-headed. I'll let you figure out who she chose. Like I said before, the author did a great job of keeping readers guessing. The plot kept me interested, as their was something happening at every turn of the page.I was never bored during this book! And the ending is nice, but it leaves room for more books (which is why this is book one of a series). I can't wait to read the next installments in this series! What I Did Not Like: I think I really wanted more from the romance on both sides. Anne ends up with this one guy, but I didn't feel the chemistry or romance between them. I really felt the chemistry between Anne and the other guy, but that's not who she chose in the end. I think that the author played up the guy who Anne chose, and made their relationship seem like it was full of romance, but it wasn't. I have no idea if that makes sense. Basically, the chemistry between Anne and the rejected guy was better than the intended chemistry (and romance) between Anne and the chosen guy. Which bothered me, because I know that the author intended readers to see the chemistry and romance between Anne and the chosen guy. I just didn't feel it. Also, I know I said that I liked the progression of characterization of Anne, but I need to mention this. I almost stopped reading this book at the very first chapter. I disliked Anne from the very beginning that much. Granted, I did end up liking her. But gosh. I wanted to punch her in the face or stop reading in the first chapter. That's not a good sign. Not everyone has a rule against DNFing. Would I Recommend It: I totally would! To contemporary lovers, this is something you should definitely pick up. I can't say that hardcore science fiction or paranormal lovers will like this one, but give it a try if you see it around.  Rating: 4 stars. A fine debut, Ms. Taylor! I hope to read the next books in this series as soon as possible.
WishEnd More than 1 year ago
When I signed up for this tour, I thought this would be a light contemporary with some suspense. When I read the first chapter I was afraid it was going to be a book I wasn't going to finish because of the direction it seemed to be going (language, innuendo, a spoiled rich girl...). I was pleased and surprised that things change when Anne moves to the Wheatley School. The book turned out to not be so light either. What makes this a little bit of a heavier read is that the characters aren't exactly what they seem. I didn't like Anne at first from my first impression of her. It's when she moves to Wheatley and you really see inside her head, that my perception changed. She is actually very smart, can be quite sweet, isn't a bully and stands up for herself and others. I also liked the two guys she is attracted to, although I wasn't sure if she could trust them at first. I wasn't really sure of anyone through the first half of the book until I figured out who the murderer was. Then I just had to wait for Anne to figure it out, which she didn't until towards the end. Even though I knew who the villain was, the ending still surprised me. I also liked that the romance wasn't the focal point. Of course it played a large role, but Anne was more focused on figuring out what was going on and who killed her roommate. The head and teachers of the school really annoyed me. I rather dislike it when individuals try to cover something up because it would look bad for their reputations and, in this case, their school. I was glad that Anne was trying to figure things out, although I wish she would have told her dad what was going on and what she had found instead of thinking she could handle everything on her own. Thank goodness she has a few friends, one of which made quite a big difference. There were a couple of intense moments, especially at the story's conclusion. By the end I was completely invested in the story and the characters, who were each interesting with their own stories and roles. I couldn't put this down because I needed to find out what was going to happen. There also was another mystery that I know Anne will delve into that I'm assuming will be the focal point of the next book. She is going to be messing with some pretty powerful figures and I'm really curious to find out what will happen. If you enjoy reading YA Contemporary Suspense, then I would definitely recommend this! Content: Some language, violence, innuendo, and brief making out. Source: Copy from tour host, which did not affect my review in any way.
chelleyreads More than 1 year ago
Prep School Confidential was a solid debut. I thought it was well-written and there was never a dull moment, especially after Isabella's murder. The mystery was really well-done--it was very twisty with a lot of potential suspects because it seemed a lot of people have some motivation of killing Isabella. The mystery involved a lot secrets that needed to be uncovered, a web of lies that needed to be untangled, secret tunnels, lock picking and a lot of sneaking and snooping. I enjoyed trying to piece together the clues with Anne. Anne herself was such a darling of a character. I really liked her. Trouble kind of follows her around and she's a bit of a screw up but she was smart, charming, tenacious and doesn't really let anything stop her from finding out who killed Isabella. It was said in the description that this novel "reads" like Gossip Girl. Not so much--do not let that description dissuade you from picking up Prep School Confidential. I dislike the Gossip Girl books because of all the annoying rich brats and over the top mean girl behaviors, plus all the annoying brand name dropping. Yeah, there's hardly any of that in Prep School Confidential. Only Alexis, the Queen Bee wannabe mean girl, and her friends displayed some cattiness towards Anne but there was nothing over the top about their behavior. The other popular students were nice and friendly enough--they did seem to want to elevate Anne as their new Queen Bee though and I didn't quite understand their motivation behind that. My biggest issue with Prep School Confidential was the love triangle. I'm not a fan of love triangles in general but the type in this novel was the most frustrating kind. Anne vacillated between preppy good boy Brent and motorcycle riding bad boy Anthony throughout the novel and couldn't settle on one over the other. Both guys had their faults but were equally dreamy for different reasons so I understand Anne's indecisiveness but it was still very frustrating! Urgh! Love triangles are so frustrating! There was no clear "winner" by the end of this book but I really hope the love triangle and Anne's whole I-can't-make-a-decision-because-they're-both-so-cute isn't dragged out through the entire series. Overall, Prep School Confidential was a very entertaining read. I flew through the pages and stayed way past my bedtime because I couldn't stop reading. I loved working through the very tangled mystery along with Anne and, with the exception of her wishy-washy-ness when it came to the boys, I loved Anne's character. I highly recommend this book to fans of Nancy Drew mysteries, the Liar Society series (Roecker), Deadly Cool series (Halliday) and to those who like reading YA mysteries in general. I am really looking forward to reading book two, Wicked Little Secrets. **Originally posted on Michelle & Leslie's Book Picks book blog.**
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Prep school confidential was my first attempt at reading a contemporary young adult novel. It came with a package deal of murder mystery and it didn’t disappoint. It’s a dense mystery with lots of clues and many plausible suspects that made it hard to put down. The main character Anne was real as in I don’t love her but I also don’t hate her because of the choices she had to make. She was neither white or black and I love nuanced characters like her. I especially loved her stubbornness which was her main drive through all the dangerous and heart breaking situations she had to handle. The mystery will hit you hard. At least it did to me. I was shocked just as much as Anne was. Then I watched her make her way through solving the murder by compiling clues like a pyramid. The setting was ok. I definitely got the prep school feel but since I’ve never been to NY City or Boston I can’t say much about those. Another part of the story was the romance. I think it was done pretty well. Anne’s struggle between two guys was real even though it’s not my cup of tea. I believe Anthony gave up too fast but who knows maybe he really didn’t? There were a bit too many secondary characters for all of them to be memorable but since this was just the beginning of Anne’s adventures at the Wheatley School I expect to see more of those characters. In all, the murder mystery was very well written and Anne was a character who absolutely stood off the page right from the start. 
KevinT_ More than 1 year ago
Prep School Confidential is full of surprises, and kept me guessing until the very end. I've always enjoyed murder mysteries, but I seldom read YA contemporary and didn't know what to expect. The protagonist, Anne, comes off as your typical New Yorker at first, complete with the attitude and cracks at Boston, which makes her none too pleased to be sent to a boarding school in Massachusetts after accidentally setting fire to her school's auditorium. She finds solace in her new roommate, Isabella. That is, until Isabella is found dead in the woods outside of her dorm room. Anne becomes determined to find out what happened, and the more she learns about the school, the students, and Isabella herself, the more dangerous her journey becomes. I never really cared for love triangles. Anne has the mysterious, dangerous guy and the cute, funny guy both interested in her. While I usually root for the cute and funny guy, this aspect of the story didn't interest me. The author's ability to engage you with mystery and suspense more than outweighed the obligatory love triangle. This book is not a romance. The author's style is also very funny at parts. An extremely enjoyable read, with an ending that left me wanting more. I will no doubt be buying the next book in the series. Five Stars.
RobertDowns More than 1 year ago
Anne Dowling took me back to school. I walked the halls with my teenage self, only in this reincarnation I had more money and an attitude to match. I may have even been a practicing pyromaniac with a chip on my shoulder, neither of which occurred during my formative years. But both of which helped define Anne's character, along with the Boston setting. A universe which felt real to me, and which I thoroughly enjoyed, since I spent a couple of years meandering through Boston's cobblestone streets, soaking in history and culture and seafood and listening to accents much different than my own, accents which had a different cadence and rhythm and appreciation for language. Anne proved a rather enjoyable character for me, despite her arsonist tendencies and well-defined swagger, even going so far as to meet trouble head-on rather than run from it. Youthful naiveté certainly helped her immensely in these situations, but she took responsibility for her actions, something many adults routinely shy away from faster than an introvert asked to present a speech in front of a football stadium-sized audience. The mystery proved interesting and intriguing enough to hold my attention, but it was the youthful voice that offered more promise than a charm bracelet. The antagonist proved simpler than I would have liked, but like all high schools, even the preppy and prestigious ones, this world was filled with backpacks and Skechers and dating and social hierarchies and sagas and solutions and dorm rooms and roommates named Isabella, who may not be who they seem to be, and a senator's daughter who is in serious need of an attitude adjustment. So, in many ways PREP SCHOOL CONFIDENTIAL resembled life, just a simpler, more controlled, and drama filled one. And, in the end, I was perfectly okay with that. I received this book for free through NetGalley. Robert Downs Author of Falling Immortality: Casey Holden, Private Investigator
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Sounds intresting
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Amazing suspence and mystery on every page.
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Nancy Drew New England Boston elite boarding school plus murder mystery start of new series with second already out. Obvious not a place i would send a kid too! Despite the blurb and annoying non reviews this is more or less a standard boarding school story. One forgets that people still send their kids away to school because the public schools are not good enough for them The elite. M.A.@sparta
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
MUST read!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Hello? Anyone here
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
lil... *sigh* u fell asleep huh..  oh well.. :/
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
lil..... thhe hell is what? im a water nagel, thats alightning storm, thats a patch of grass, and thats a lightpole.... anything else you would like me to point out? * she says under clear stress from "dat storm aversion"*
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The voice..... * your arena has been chosen! * the ground breaks and three platforms arise... one with a normal ghost with his rager and dragon powers avaiable. one with lil, teleportation and angel powers available and an apparently sleeping sky with unknown powers available. * careful... this arena feeds ff of your fears....* lights go  out wind blows and we hang in the air with a storm approaching... what does each person do?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
lil.... you seem boerd.. ):
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the voice.... * facepalm* DANG IT JUST CHOOSE! * (sky u there?)
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the echoinng voice came in that sounded like lil's * powers, or no powers. Choose.*
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Me and bree mostly rp at "oliver twist" now.