Something About Septimus

Something About Septimus

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 4, 2015
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"Do you know anything about the Legend of Sleepy Hollow?" He looked me straight in the eye and I couldn't help but stare back. After a couple of seconds I finally realized that he asked me a question. I slowly shook my head, never once breaking eye contact. "Well I guess I'll start at the beginning..." When Etta Collins moves to the sunny and bright Hallowvale she never thought her life would change for the worst. She becomes the center of attention of 7 very peculiar brothers, but she has her eyes on the youngest, Septimus. A seventh son of a seventh son. When she meets the brothers she actually thinks that she will do something that she never imagined...fall in love. But there's a twist in her romance. Hallowvale and Septimus have a horrible curse that cannot be broken...or so they all thought. Can Etta break the horrid curse and get her happily ever after with one of the brothers? Or will she fail and put her own life in even more danger than it already was?
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Hell Hall

High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.

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