CHAPTER ONE Who Says Dung Can’t Be Fun?First-years’ final duty announced! (You’ll want to hold your noses for this one.) I’m Gigi Lane and you wish you were me.
Oh my God
, that has to be the most powerful affirmation in the history of the world. Dictators don’t have affirmations that good.
I tap my fingers on the steering wheel to its undeniable rhythm. I’m Gigi Lane and you wish were me.
I could rule the world with an affirmation like this. But I think I’ll start with Swan’s Lake Country Day School for...
CHAPTER TWOFree* Haircuts!**
*If you have shoulder-length or longer hair
**We get to keep the hair.(Do-Goods, we’re looking at you—bald kids need your help!)
“Good morning, Ms. Cady!” we both scream as we pass the stone statue of our school’s founder sitting proudly atop a rearing horse that guards the bottom of the school driveway. Two first-years, one dangling precipitously from the horse’s towering left hoof, and the other sitting atop Ms. Cady’s shoulders, look up at us as we pass, their polishing cloths paused.
We’re a few minutes early,...