Soman Chainani

Iacopo Bruno

With her glass slippers and devotion to good deeds, Sophie knows she'll earn top marks at the School for Good and join the ranks of past students like Cinderella, Rapunzel, and Snow White. Meanwhile, Agatha, with her shapeless black frocks and wicked black cat, seems a natural fit for the villains in the School for Evil.

The two girls soon find their fortunes reversed—Sophie's dumped in the School for Evil to take Uglification, Death Curses, and Henchmen Training, while Agatha finds herself in the School for Good, thrust among handsome princes and fair maidens for classes in Princess Etiquette and Animal Communication.

But what if the mistake is actually the first clue to discovering who Sophie and Agatha really are?

The School for Good and Evil

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Sophie turned. Agatha's eyes were locked on the mob.

"Maybe I became your friend to impress the School Master," she confessed finally. "But there's more to it now." 

"Because I found you out," Agatha grumbled.

These storybook villages existed for only one purpose: to begin a fairy tale and to end it. Everything between the beginning and the end happened in the dark, endless woods that surrounded the town.

True, Stefan had locked her in at sundown, given her a kiss, dutifully acted the loving father. But Sophie knew the truth. She had seen it in his face every day of her life. Her father didn't love her. Because she wasn't a boy. Because she didn't remind him of himself.

Sophie was safe and would wake up tomorrow feeling like a fool. Agatha wouldn't rub it in. Sophie would need her even more now and she would be there for her. Here in this safe, secluded world, the two of them would make their own paradise

For as long as Agatha could remember, she'd had a talent for making people go away.

"Why is it so hard to accept that I'm happy here? I have everything I need. My bed, my cat, and my friend.

As they held hands and giggled, the best of friends, Agatha felt familiar shame rise. Everything in her body told her to shut the door again and hide. But this time, instead of thinking of all the friends she didn't have, Agatha thought about the one she did.

She had always found villains more exciting than heroes. They had ambition, passion. They made the story happen. Villains didn't fear death. No, they wrapped themselves in death like suits of armor! As she inhaled the school's graveyard smell, Agatha felt her blood rush. For like all villains, death didn't scare her. It made her feel alive.

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