I'm magnetic," she whispered, half awed and half horrified. "I hope you don't start sticking to fridges and stuff," I said in disbelief. Fang dropped down next to me, and the Gasman joined us, squishing in next to Nudge. "What's going on?" Fang asked. "I'm Magnet Girl!" Nudge said, already coming to terms with her new skill.
James PattersonMaybe he was a good a good whitecoatโlike Jeb. And maybe the moon was made of cream cheese.
James PattersonIf you want to write for yourself, get a diary. If you want to write for your friends, get a blog. If you want to write for others...become an author.
James PattersonFang looked at me, hope in his eyes, and I smirked at him. I save the huge emotional kissy-face for imminent death scenes. This probably didn't qualify.
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