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" This isn’t a game,” Erica warned all of us. “Our lives are at stake here. And maybe a lot of other people’s as well.” She slipped back into her fake persona just as Jessica came within earshot, acting like she was in the middle of the story. “. . . and then Maya laughed so hard, the soda came right out of her nose. It was dis-gust-ing!” Everyone made an appropriate “ewwwww” in response. Except Jessica, who looked around at all of us, seeming upset she’d missed something good. “What are you guys talking about?” “Sasha’s trying to make us all lose our lunch,” Zoe said. “Yuck,” Jessica declared, now seeming happy she’d missed the whole story. She looked a bit pale after her trip to the bathroom, like maybe she’d lost her lunch herself "
― Stuart Gibbs , Spy Ski School (Spy School #4)
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" Erica acted as though she didn’t even see him, rambling on about hucking off ledges and pulling kangaroo flips in the terrain park, until we were well past him and at the ice rink again. Then she turned to me, fluttered her eyelashes, and announced, “Let’s go ice-skating!” I stared at her, thrown. There weren’t any bodyguards around for her to be acting in front of, and yet “Let’s go ice-skating!” was one of the last things I would have ever expected to hear Erica Hale say, along the lines of “I love scrapbooking,” or “Unicorns are awesome. "
― Stuart Gibbs , Spy Ski School (Spy School #4)
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" (For Chip and Jawa, this wasn’t an issue; since they already knew how to ski, they only had to pretend to get better.) Zoe, Jessica, and I mastered skiing down a beginner run slowly without falling, as well as getting on and off the ski lift without gravely injuring ourselves. Erica, to her chagrin, didn’t improve quite as much, but she managed to stay upright most of the time. Meanwhile, Warren had somehow managed to actually get worse during the day. He’d started with at least an idea of how to ski, but by the end of the class, he was spending most of his time splayed out on the snow. "
― Stuart Gibbs , Spy Ski School (Spy School #4)