Prologue

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Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. I swear high school was made for me. I mean, when you're going into it with a boyfriend, a passion and a host of your friends, how can you go wrong? The only thing that broke my heart was the fact that Gerald was only in two of my classes, not including lunch. So yeah 3 out of 5 isn't bad at all, technically, but Gerald and I needed to be together as much as possible. Either way, I wasn't going to complain, I was loving every minute of high school.

Funny enough, my mind was already searching for our first case. Was the janitor an alien? The school pool infected with a virus? The teachers in a satanic cult? Nothing had proven too believable yet, but we were both working on it. But even without Beckham High knowing of the great thing we call E.E.R.I.E, we were already making a name for ourselves as the school weirdos. We weren't scared to talk to each other about supernatural things, tell stories of our past cases, and basically do anything you'd expect us to. There was a slightly worry though from us though, that maybe the problem was that this school wasn't supernatural at all, what an eerie thought...

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