“We followed her up the path and to the front door. We stood at the door while Camille knocked a few times then listened for the tapping of footsteps against what sounded like a very old wooden floor. The door… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
“I remember the number to the school’s desk because last year, Molly thought it would be funny to prank-call a teacher and tell them… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
“The smallest objects in the room began to spin round and move close to the mirrored object in the room. I managed to duck as a chair came flying toward my head and missed me by a few millimeters. I could feel myself being pulled in, being dragged like someone was physically pulling me across the room. It was hard… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share
“Ladies, bonjour. My name’s Madame Fi-Fi.” Her French accent was thick, and I could hardly understand a word she was saying. “Welcome to the Gay Paris.” We both sniggered under our breaths, immature I know; Madame Fi-Fi gave us a stern look. “You are the new dancers?” she asked, sounding pretty disappointed. “You looked taller in your pictures” “Erm…” Fran… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share
“Hi, Francis, or do you prefer Fran?” She sipped at her milkshake through a straw. She reminded me of a chipmunk after eating way… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
“maybe even just time travelled; we hadn’t really decided yet. Personally, I’d rather go with parallel universe, mostly because it just sounded so much cooler. We had no idea how or when we could get back, which meant that we might be lost in time forever. Fran’s parents were missing in some other timeline or maybe even this one. We… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share
“Ok, so lastly all we needed to do was to dodge the stage; no way on planet Earth was I going to get up… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
“Fran panicked. “We’re all doomed!” I looked at her and couldn’t help but smirk she seemed to lighten my mood, whilst blackening her own.… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
“We walked over to the soldiers and tried to act natural. Well, as natural as we can act after a ride like that. “Hey,… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
“I’m sorry. Let me help you with those.” I stood up quickly and began to pick up the books she was carrying; she just… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
“We followed her up the path and to the front door. We stood at the door while Camille knocked a few times then listened… — Sophie Wilkinson Copy Share Image
