Welcome to part 2 of my Double Blog Post Madness!
Now, I'm going to talk about how Pokemon is realistic. I mean, you see Pidgeys and Spearows flying through the skies too, right?
Just joking. I honestly don't have much to say now, so I'm just going to fob you off with a book quote. Sorry!
Actually, I'm going to give you two quotes, because it's my favourite book I'm quoting- CHERUB: The Recruit!
"James Choke hated Combined Science. It should have been test tubes, jets of gas and sparks flying all over the place, like he'd imagined when he was still at primary school. What he got was an hour propped on a stool watching Miss Voolt write on a blackboard. You had to write everything down even though the photocopier got invented forty years earlier. It was the last lesson but one, raining outside and turning dark. James was sleepy because the lab was hot and he'd been up late playing Grand Theft Auto the night before."
"Greg Jennings hung out with a gang of crazies. They were kings of the estate where James lived: smashing up cars, mugging people, getting into fights. If another kid saw them he'd look down at his shoes, cross his fingers and be happy if all he came away with was a slapped face and his money taxed. A good way to upset the gang was to beat up one of their little sisters. Greg Jennings grazed James' face along the bricks. "It's your turn now, James." He let go of James' arm. James could feel blood dribbling down his nose and cheek. There was no point struggling: Greg could snap him like a twig. "Scared?" Greg asked. "You ought to be." James tried to speak, only his voice didn't work and the way he was trembling seemed to answer anyway. "Got money?" Greg asked. James took out the rest of the forty pounds. "Nice one," Greg said. "Please don't hurt my sister," James begged. "My sister has eight stitches in her face," Greg said, pulling a knife out of his pocket. "Lucky I don't go around hurting little girls, or your sister might have ended up with eighty." Greg sliced off James' school tie. Then he cut the chest buttons off his shirt and slashed up his trousers. "This is just the start, James," Greg said. "We're gonna be seeing a lot of each other."
Want to read more? Buy CHERUB: The Recruit, and the rest of the CHERUB series!
Thanks to Robert Muchamore for writing awesome books, and for putting all their covers and reviews on your website!
Go to www.cherubcampus.com for more CHERUB goodness!
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Interesting adian. And yes, we all do see Pidgeys and spearows flying in the sky ALL the time (Oh look, there goes a flying pig now!)
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