The Dead Girls Detective Agency (The Dead Girls Detective Agency #1)

Pop quiz: What would you do if you had to solve your own murder to get anywhere in death? Maybe if I hadn't slept through my alarm, slammed into Kristin—my high school's reigning mean girl—or stepped in a puddle, destroying my mom's new suede DVF boots (which I borrowed without asking), I wouldn't have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I wouldn't have been pushed in front of that arriving train. But I did, and I was. When I came to, I was informed by a group of girls that I'm dead. And that because I died under mysterious circumstances, I can't pass straight over to the Other Side. But at least I'm not alone. Meet the Dead Girls Detective Agency: Nancy, Lorna, and Tess—not to mention Edison, the really cute if slightly hostile dead boy. Apparently, the only way out of this limbo is to figure out who killed me, or I'll have to spend eternity playing Nancy Drew. Considering I was fairly invisible in life, who could hate me enough to want me dead? And what if my murderer is someone I never would have suspected? From Booklist One minute, 16-year-old Charlotte was waiting to get on the F train, and the next, she wakes up on the lobby floor of the Hotel Attesa—a kind of limbo for murdered teens! WhatвЂTMs a girl to do? Charlotte learns that she has to figure out who pushed her onto the tracks before she can get her key and go through the Red Door to the Other Side. There to help are other teen ghosts; methodical Nancy, fashion-obsessed Lorna, and hostile Tess, the self-named Dead Girls Detective Agency, introduce Charlotte to the ins and outs of the afterlife. CharlotteвЂTMs investigation leads to more questions than answers. Why is her former devoted boyfriend sucking face with the hottest, most popular girl in school? Who is leaving letters in his locker? All the clues add up to an entertaining romp in this story pitting teen Nancy Drews against mortal mean girls. For those who like their paranormal delivered with a wink and a smile, this one wraps up satisfyingly, with the door creaking ajar for future cases. Grades 8-12. --Lynn Rutan Review “…Engaging. CoxвЂTMs storytelling is well paced…Fans of urban fantasy will enjoy this book.” (Voice of Youth Advocates (VOYA) ) “An entertaining romp” (Booklist ) Veronica Mars meets The Lying Game, The Dead Girls Detective Agency follows Charlotte Feldman, a teenage girl who must solve the mystery of how and why she was murdered if she wants to escape purgatory. The basis for the new Snapchat series!What would you do if you had to solve your own murder to get anywhere in death?Maybe if I hadn't slept through my alarm, slammed into Kristin—my high school's reigning mean girl—or stepped in a puddle, destroying my mom's new suede DVF boots (which I borrowed without asking), I wouldn't have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I wouldn't have been pushed in front of that arriving train. But I did, and I was.When I came to, I was informed by a group of girls that I'm dead. And that because I died under mysterious circumstances, I can't pass straight over to the Other Side. But at least I'm not alone.Meet the Dead Girls Detective Agency: Nancy, Lorna, and Tess—not to mention Edison, the really cute if slightly hostile dead boy. Apparently the only way out of this limbo is to figure out who killed me, or I'll have to spend eternity playing Nancy Drew. Considering I was fairly invisible in life, who could hate me enough to want me dead?And what if my murderer is someone I never would have suspected?

Pop quiz: What would you do if you had to solve your own murder to get anywhere in death?

Maybe if I hadn't slept through my alarm, slammed into Kristin—my high school's reigning mean

girl—or stepped in a puddle, destroying my mom's new suede DVF boots (which I borrowed without asking), I wouldn't have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I wouldn't have been pushed in front of that arriving train. But I did, and I was.

When I came to, I was informed by a group of girls that I'm dead. And that because I died under mysterious circumstances, I can't pass straight over to the Other Side. But at least I'm not alone. Meet the Dead Girls Detective Agency: Nancy, Lorna, and Tess—not to mention Edison, the really cute if slightly hostile dead boy. Apparently, the only way out of this limbo is to figure out who killed me, or I'll have to spend eternity playing Nancy Drew. Considering I was fairly invisible in life, who could hate me enough to want me dead? And what if my murderer is someone I never would have suspected?

The word gifted has never been applied to a kid like Donovan Curtis. It's usually more like Don't try this at home. So when the troublemaker pulls a major prank at his middle school, he thinks he's finally gone too far. But thanks to a mix-up by one of the administrators, instead of getting in trouble, Donovan is sent to the Academy of Scholastic Distinction (ASD), a special program for gifted and talented students. It wasn't exactly what Donovan had intended, but there couldn't be a more perfect hideout for someone like him. That is, if he can manage to fool people whose IQs are above genius level. And that becomes harder and harder as the students and teachers of ASD grow to realize that Donovan may not be good at math or science (or just about anything). But after an ongoing experiment with a live human (sister), an unforgettably dramatic middle-school dance, and the most astonishing come-from-behind robot victory ever, Donovan shows that his gifts might be exactly what the ASD students never knew they needed. (Book Cover) Pop quiz: What would you do if you had to solve your own murder to get anywhere in death? Maybe if I hadn't slept through my alarm, slammed into Kristin (my high school's reigning mean girl) or stepped in a puddle, destroying my mom's new suede DVF boots (which I borrowed without asking), I wouldn't have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I wouldn't have been pushed in front of that arriving train. But I did, and I was. When I came to, I was informed by a group of girls that I'm dead. And that because I died under mysterious circumstances, I can't pass straight over to the Other Side. But at least I'm not alone. Meet the Dead Girls Detective Agency: Nancy, Lorna, and Tess--not to mention Edison, the really cute if slightly hostile dead boy. Apparently, the only way out of this limbo is to figure out who killed me, or I'll have to spend eternity playing Nancy Drew. Considering I was fairly invisible in life, who could hate me enough to want me dead? And what if my murderer is someone I never would have suspected? "When Charlotte is pushed in front of the F train, she wakes up as the newest member of the Dead Girls Detective Agency and learns that she must solve her own murder before she can pass to the Other Side"--Provided by publisher.