The School for Good and Evil
A dark and enchanting fantasy adventure perfect for girls who prefer their fairytales with a twist.Every four years, two girls are kidnapped from the village of Gavaldon. Legend has it these lost children are sent to the School for Good and Evil, the fabled institution where they become fairytale heroes or villains.Sophie, the most beautiful girl in town, has always dreamed of her place at the School for Good while her friend Agatha, with her dark disposition seems destined for the School for Evil. But when the two are kidnapped they find their fortunes reversed…
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2013
The School for Good and Evil
Text copyright © 2013 by Soman Chainani
Illustrations copyright © 2013 by Iacopo Bruno
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Source ISBN: 9780007492930
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Version: 2017-10-27
IN THE FOREST PRIMEVAL
A SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL
TWO TOWERS LIKE TWIN HEADS
ONE FOR THE PURE
ONE FOR THE WICKED
TRY TO ESCAPE YOUâLL ALWAYS FAIL
THE ONLY WAY OUT IS
THROUGH A FAIRY TALE
Contents
4 - The Three Witches of Room 66
11 - The School Masterâs Riddle
14 - The Crypt Keeperâs Solution
17 - The Empressâs New Clothes
But tonight, all the other children of Gavaldon writhed in their beds. If the School Master took them, theyâd never return. Never lead a full life. Never see their family again. Tonight these children dreamt of a red-eyed thief with the body of a beast, come to rip them from their sheets and stifle their screams.
Sophie dreamt of princes instead.
She had arrived at a castle ball thrown in her honor, only to find the hall filled with a hundred suitors and no other girls in sight. Here for the first time were boys who deserved her, she thought as she walked the line. Hair shiny and thick, muscles taut through shirts, skin smooth and tan, beautiful and attentive like princes should be. But just as she came to one who seemed better than the rest, with brilliant blue eyes and ghostly white hair, the one who felt like Happily Ever After . . . a hammer broke through the walls of the room and smashed the princes to shards.
Sophieâs eyes opened to morning. The hammer was real. The princes were not.
âFather, if I donât sleep nine hours, my eyes look swollen.â
âEveryoneâs prattling on that youâre to be taken this year,â her father said, nailing a misshapen bar over her bedroom window, now completely obscured by locks, spikes, and screws. âThey tell me to shear your hair, muddy up your face, as if I believe all this fairy-tale hogwash. But no oneâs getting in here tonight. Thatâs for sure.â He pounded a deafening crack as exclamation.
Sophie rubbed her ears and frowned at her once lovely window, now something youâd see in a witchâs den. âLocks. Why didnât anyone think of that before?â
âI donât know why they all think itâs you,â he said, silver hair slicked with sweat. âIf itâs goodness that School Master fellow wants, heâll take Gunildaâs daughter.â
Sophie tensed. âBelle?â
âPerfect child that one is,â he said. âBrings her father home-cooked lunches at the mill. Gives the leftovers to the poor hag in the square.â
Sophie heard the edge in her fatherâs voice. She had never once cooked a full meal for him, even after her mother died. Naturally she had good reason (the oil and smoke would clog her pores) but she knew it was a sore point. This didnât mean her father had gone hungry. Instead, she offered him her own favorite foods: mashed beets, broccoli stew, boiled asparagus, steamed spinach. He hadnât ballooned into a blimp like Belleâs father, precisely because she hadnât brought him home-cooked lamb fricassees and cheese soufflés at the mill. As for the poor hag in the square, that old crone, despite claiming hunger day after day, was fat. And if Belle had anything to do with it, then she wasnât good at all, but the worst kind of evil.
