The School for Good and Evil (The School for Good and Evil, #1)

by Soman Chainani

She had one last day before the School Master’s arrival and planned to use each and every minute to remind him why she, and not Belle or Tabitha or Sabrina or any other impostor, should be kidnapped.

She might need a personality change

since that was the point of a good deed after all.

Aent good deeds meant to be selfless

thick thighs were as unlikely as a hooked nose or big feet.

Well i definitely wouldn't be a princess theb

Was this enough? Did these compete with baking homemade pies and feeding homeless hags?

Probably not

“I’m full on friends at the moment,” Sophie snapped.

Thats not very princess like

But she couldn’t do it. She was beautiful, Radley was ugly. Only a villain would delude him. Surely the School Master would understand that.

Understand That she isntf a princess

The School Master would never take Belle because Belle wasn’t a princess. She was … nothing.

She is more princess than youll be beausee she isnt shallow

Her father didn’t love her. Because she wasn’t a boy. Because she didn’t remind him of himself.

It was like Radley had turned into a rodent and developed courage.

Villains are the ones closest to us.

“Lady Lesso was right,” Sophie said, standing to face her. “You get stronger as I get weaker. You win as I lose. You’re my Nemesis, Agatha.” Sophie stepped towards her. “Do you know how I know?” Her face darkened with sadness.

“Because I’ll only be happy when you’re dead.”

hen terrible things happen, my mother always said ‘Find what’s good in it,’”

“Let me get this straight.” Agatha’s voice ripped through. “The fairies and wolves are dead, the teachers are cursed, half our school is in ruins, there’s a murderer on the loose—and you want to have a Ball?”

Only when your Nemesis is dead will you feel quenched, Lady Lesso had said.

Tears seared Agatha’s eyes, the grief of a decision already made. Give herself to Sophie and no one else would die. Let the witch win. It was the only happy ending left.

“I won’t let them hurt you,” Agatha whispered, holding Sophie tight. Sophie touched her cheek. “I wish I could say the same.”

But all she found was hate. Devoured by a kiss, she saw at last she would never find love in this life or the next. She was Evil, always Evil, and there would never be happiness or peace.

Sophie touched her face and smiled. “Who needs princes in our fairy tale?”