Chapter Fourteen: Old Yeller

An apology for how inconsistent we've been getting chapters out lately. (Ew. Finals.) ********** Chapter Fourteen: Old Yeller Yells and shrieks rise from the floors below us, and Rose’s father bangs on the door again. “It’s time to go, lass! My men will not be able to hold them off for long!” I stare at …

Chapter 13: It’s Kind of a Funny Story

“So…what can you do then?” Is that a rude question? I can’t tell if that’s a rude question. The look on James’ face says it might be. The way his eyebrows narrow inward so that he’s squinting at me makes me think neither one of us really knows what’s going on right now. “Depends,” he …

Chapter Twelve: Eleanor & Park

My head weighs a thousand, million pounds. A thousand, million, bazillion pounds. I blink my eyes open and a paint-splattered stucco ceiling greets me a good distance away. So at least the dead pirates and crazy lady didn’t shove me in some moldy crawlspace somewhere, but also, I’m no longer in that hideous sitting room. …

Chapter Eleven: Captain Underpants

We're black from our short (unplanned) hiatus! Hurray! Without further ado, here is the next chapter 🙂 Mel ~~~~~ There are two of them; two Randy-s. My head is nearly as twisted as my stomach as I try to process this new information. The woman from the doorway ushers us in and I’m sure I …

Chapter Ten: Code Name Verity

... Aaand we're still behind. Sorry 'bout that. (I'm on spring break, which means I'm actually busier than usual, believe it or not.) We'll try to get caught back up in the next couple weeks, all right? Thanks for hanging with us.   ~Julia ********* Chapter Ten: Code Name Verity The inside of the old …

Chapter Nine: The Princess and the Frog

“Rhode Island is boring.” The pixie sighs loudly. None of us says anything because we all agree. There are trees, beaches, and a few more trees. I look over at Randy, who’s scratching at the skin on the underside of his wrist. He’s been doing that for a few hours now, ever since we docked …

Chapter Eight: The Maze Runner

Chapter Eight: The Maze Runner “You know your ghostly brains have rotted out if you think you’re going to get away with sacrificing me.” My hiss isn’t loud enough for the people on the street to hear me—and it’s not like they’d be able to understand what I’m saying anyway, since they’re, ya know, French …