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Afterlife Academy: Excerpt + Author Interview + Giveaway


Title: Afterlife Academy
Author: Jaimie Admans
Published: March 15th 2013
Purchase Links: Amazon |
Amazon UK
Synopsis:

Even being dead isn’t enough to get you out of maths class.


Dying wasn't on sixteen-year-old Riley Richardson's to-do list. And now, not only is she dead, but she's stuck in a perpetual high school nightmare. Worse still, she's stuck there with the geekiest, most annoying boy in the history of the world, ever.


In a school where the geeks are popular and just about everything is wrong, Riley has become an outcast. She begins a desperate quest to get back home, but her once-perfect life starts to unravel into something not nearly as great as she thought it was. And maybe death isn’t really that bad after all... 


Welcome to Afterlife Academy, where horns are the norm, the microwave is more intelligent than the teachers, and the pumpkins have a taste for blood.

Excerpt

           CHAPTER 1

I have always been a good girl. I’ve always been a girl who never gets into trouble. In fact, the one and only time that I do something even vaguely wrong, do you know what happens?
I die.
At least, that seems like the most logical explanation, given the circumstances.
I remember impact.
And then nothing.
I open my eyes and look around. I am standing in front of the school gate.
Of all places.
It’s freezing. Something feels wrong. I’m just pulling my jacket further around myself when I hear a voice to my left.
“You,” it says angrily.
It startles me and I spin around to see Anthony.
Of all people.
Somehow I have gone from being in the car with Wade to standing in front of the school gate with the geekiest, most boring, weirdest nerd boy from my form.
“You,” I snarl back at him.
He sighs.
I huff out a breath, which appears in front of my face because it’s so cold. It’s the middle of April. It shouldn’t be this cold.
I look around and realise something is really wrong with this place.
We’re standing on the road outside our school gate.
Except we’re not.
On the road, that is.
I mean, we’re outside the school. Our school. And we’re standing on a road. But this isn’t the road. There are no cars. No houses. No sandwich shop opposite. There’s nothing but an endless country lane. There is nothing in either direction. Just a plain tarmac road. And trees. Lots of trees.
I glance back at Anthony to see if he’s seeing this too. Obviously he is because he’s looking around, clearly just as bewildered as I am.
“What happened?” I say, more to myself than to him.