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“Hi, Francis, or do you prefer Fran?” She sipped at her
milkshake through a straw. She reminded me of a chipmunk after
eating way too much sugar. Not that I know what that looks like
or anything.”
― Sophie Wilkinson

“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 not to begin to move forward. I couldn’t stop myself. I tried
to grab onto an object, but my hand slipped, and I went flying.
Fran’s arm caught me, but she wasn’t strong enough; we both
went flying toward the mirror. Faster and faster we were falling,
falling downward in a horizontal room. I felt like I was about to
hit the floor, like I was going to fall and fall forever.
I was scared for Fran and especially scared for me. Eventually,
we were consumed by the light. It was hard to breath. I couldn’t
feel, hear, or see anything.”
― Sophie Wilkinson

“In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

“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 sat
there rubbing her head.
“Are you okay?” I asked worriedly. I really hoped I didn’t give
her a concussion; believe me, not the first time.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“We walked over to the soldiers and tried to act natural. Well,
as natural as we can act after a ride like that.
“Hey, what’s up?” Fran shouted.
I looked at her in despair. The guys just looked at us
completely confused.
“What my friend meant was ‘Hello, how are you.’” They all
just gave me a weary look.
I had to think of a quick line. “She’s Scottish,” I whispered.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“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 smiled. “We were wearing high heels.” Fran got
on her tiptoes and fell over and knocked over a coatrack.
Great first impressions.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“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. “But I’m not a spy,
Fran. Neither are you, we’re innocent!”
“I know that. You know that. But they are suspicious, all of
them.” She made a circle with her finger and pointed her eyes
toward a group of children that all seemed under the age of five.
“Yes.” I nodded. “Those children are really on to us.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“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 opened, and a beautiful young woman
stood there smiling at us all.
She had long red hair and pretty freckles across her face. I was
about to say hello when Fran butted in, “Grandma?”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“I turned my head as the door opened. There stood... me.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“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 hadn’t actually gotten that far though,
to be honest. I had no idea if our actions would affect the future,
but I really didn’t think we were that important. Also, I hadn’t
had any sleep for fifteen hours. And to tie it all up, I think that
we are about to be bombed.
Eek.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“Ok,
so lastly all we needed to do was to dodge the stage; no way on
planet Earth was I going to get up on that stage dressed as a
human ostrich and dance. Ever.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning

“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 that the queen wanted to come on a royal visit. We
got detention for a week. I assure you, my friends are a very bad
influence on me.”
― Sophie Wilkinson, The Beginning