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81 " Hello, Benjamin,” Alexander said meekly. “How’s your first day of school so far?” “Not so good,” I told him. “I just got expelled.” Alexander’s eyes widened in surprise. “For what?” “I sort of blew up the principal’s office.” “Oh. So that’s what that loud boom was. "
― Stuart Gibbs , Evil Spy School (Spy School #3)
82 " I noticed what was inside the box Alexander was carrying. Office supplies. And then I realized that the office Alexander had been exiting wasn’t his. It belonged to Nathan Kagan, the dean of Survival Skills. “Is all that stuff yours?” “Er . . . Kind of.” It was suddenly evident that Alexander hadn’t been embarrassed about running into me; he’d been embarrassed because I’d caught him swiping office supplies. “Kagan filched plenty from me over the years. I can’t even count how many bullets I lent him. But was he there when I needed someone to stand up for me? No. He threw me to the wolves. So at the very least, he owes me a stapler. "
83 " How about his cat, then?” Chip asked. “I could do something bad to his cat.” “Chip!” Zoe gasped. “I don’t mean kill it,” Chip told her. “I mean shave it or something "
84 " There is something I’d like you all to do to the principal,” I said. “Really?” Chip asked, excited. “What?” “Tell him he’s making a mistake.” Chip frowned, deflated. “You mean, like write a petition or something?” “Yes.” “We could do that!” Zoe proclaimed eagerly. “And we could send it to the top brass at the CIA too! They should know they’re losing one of their best spies-to-be for a dumb reason. If anyone should have been booted for this, it’s Warren.” Lots of people seconded this. “Hey!” Warren cried. “This isn’t my fault! "
85 " So no lowering them into pools full of crocodiles or trying to slice them in half with lasers or anything like that. Just shoot them and be done with it. "
86 " Erica was adept in all forms of combat while I had the martial arts skills of a bowl of Jell-O. "
87 " If you don’t give them a little time off, they’ll go psycho.” “That’s a bad thing?” Joshua asked. “We could use a few more psychos at this place. "
88 " Murray was seated in a lounge chair to the side of the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table. He had no weapon, only a half-eaten frozen yogurt sundae. Being Murray, he had raided the toppings bar, choosing everything from crumbled Oreos to sour gummy worms. "
89 " It turned out that SPYDER’s gated community—the headquarters for the most malicious, dangerous, subversive enemy organization in the world—was in New Jersey. "
90 " but then found that being evil was standard procedure in the large-scale construction business. In fact, we were shocked by how corrupt and deceitful some of our rival companies were—and we’re terrorists! To get jobs, everyone uses bribes, blackmail, kickbacks, and threats. "
91 " (Given that Murray had once been part of a plot to assassinate multiple world leaders, driving without a proper license probably didn’t seem like much of a crime to him.) "
92 " She was surprisingly intimidating, even though she was dressed in a pink nightgown with unicorns on it. "
93 " Do you have any idea what this new scheme is?” I asked, as innocently as I could manage. Ashley shook her head. “No. Nefarious said it might have something to do with mineral rights in Indonesia, but I have no idea where he even got that from. "
94 " So why should we let some other sleazeballs make big profits from our terrorism when we could be the sleazeballs making the big profits ourselves? "
95 " So no lowering them into pools full of crocodiles or trying to slice them in half with lasers or anything like that. "
96 " So . . . That’ll be it for evil spy school? We’ll never see each other again?” “Not necessarily. You could come to Disney World with me.” Ashley blushed suddenly upon saying this, then turned away. “Not like a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. I just had fun with you today . . . and Disney’s probably not that great alone. Seeing as we’ve cut ties with all our old friends, I figured, as long as we’re lying low, we might as well do it together, right?” “Nefarious too?” Ashley made a face. “King of the Misfits? Nefarious isn’t exactly Mr. Fun. He’d spend all day playing video games if he didn’t have to eat or poop. "
97 " If he wants bubbles in his bath, he’ll have to eat a whole bunch of beans first. "
98 " Her hair was still wet from the shower and smelled like strawberry shampoo. For a few moments, I found myself thinking that it wouldn’t be so bad to score a billion "
99 " A pleasant voice kept announcing “Security breach in central control. Security breach in central control. "
100 " Nefarious hadn’t moved. Murray had spilled his sundae down the front of his sweatshirt. For the first time since our arrival, he looked peeved. “Aw, great,” he muttered. “Now look what you guys made me do! "