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    Skin Deep ~ Laura Jarratt

    “The stereo thumps out a drumbeat. Lindsay yells and reaches into the front of the car to turn the volume up – it’s her favourite song. The boys in the front laugh and Rob puts his feet up on the dash. I smile like I’m having a good time, squashed in the middle of the back seat with Lindsay dance-jigging around on my knee and Charlotte and Sarah on either side of me.” When Steven Carlisle started showing off even more in his new car, driving with his knees and smoking a joint at the wheel Jenna knew it wasn’t a good idea. When the car skidded on a patch…

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    War Horse – Michael Morpurgo

    “My earliest Memories are a confusions of hilly fields and dark, damp stables, and rats that scampered along the beams above my head. But I remember well enough the day of the horse sale. The terror of it stayed with me all my life.” Joey is bought out of vengeance; his new master was drunk and wanted to annoy a fellow farmer by out bidding him. Thankfully when the old man takes Joey home there’s Albert, the masters son, who can see the beauty in Joey and wants to take care of him. However war breaks out and Joey’s master is offered a hefty sum to give Joey to the…

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    BZRK – Michael Grant

    “A girl sat just three chairs down from Noah, talking to her hand. To the back of her hand, actually, as she spread her fingers wide. Her fingertips were painted alternately red and gold but not with fingernail polish, and not strictly on the fingernails. Rather, it looked as if she had used a can of spray paint.” Noah’s brother has gone crazy; he had returned from the army and soon after went insane. Now he just mumbles about nanos and shouts the word “Berserk” at the top of his voice. Sadie’s father and brother have died, in a plane crash that she witnessed with her own eyes. The two…

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    Au Revoir, Crazy European Chick – Joe Schreiber: Early Review

    “’You shoot me’ I said. I was lying on my stomach, wondering if I was going to pass out from the pain. Twenty feet away she stood with the machine pistol in one hand and the sawed-off shotgun in the other, wiping the blood out of her eyes” Perry was just your average guy, on the debate team, in a band, working part time in his dads office for his letter of recognition for Columbia. Gobi was the foreign exchange student, staying with Perry’s family, keeping herself to herself, not saying much and having strange fits every now and then. The two of them didn’t really talk, Perry tried but…