Chrysalis Young Read Online Free PDF

we’re stuck with calling them zombies because they look and act like zombies but I have to tell you, I still don’t know how I’m going to deal with killing innocent people,” Amanda said.
    They wandered on for a while, fetching up against large smoothly rounded boulders, like giant marbles scattered on the sand.
    “This is where the counsellor gives you a little reward for playing the game. Like a Care Bear or something.” Actually, Amanda had never been given a Care Bear or any other gift by a counsellor but it was worth a try because she really did need cheering up. And she did like freebies.
    It turned out that Chrysalis did have something to offer. “The minder is pleased with our learning. She thinks you could use a bigger sword.”
    It wasn’t quite the gift Amanda had in mind, but… “Sure, I’ve been thinking that myself although I’m not one to complain.” She checked up and down the beach to see if anyone was watching—Chrysalis tended to attract attention wherever she went, being drop dead gorgeous as we all know. She moved them both into the shadow between two boulders. She put her hand out and said, “Sword.” This time, a much longer and much bigger sword appeared in her hand and it was only slightly heavier than the old one. It was also much cooler; made of a metal like pewter which gave it an ancient and magical air, and scrollwork and studs and a tip like a harpoon, as though the minder had gone into her head and found the best of the fantasy art she loved and fashioned it into a sword, which is probably exactly what had happened.
    Using the very tip of the sword, she carved an inscription into the face of the boulder.
    ‘Warrior girls rock’
    “It’s a joke,” Amanda said to Chrysalis. “Because it’s a rock?” waiting for Chrysalis to get it and not being surprised when she didn’t.
    When they finally left Balena Bay, Amanda still didn’t have any answers, although she did very much like her new sword.
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    On her way home from school the following Thursday, Amanda got off the bus early. It was Taz’s birthday next week and Amanda wanted to get something special to make up with her. She headed for Jonks, a popular DVD and games store, large enough to occupy its own block. Inside, she browsed the latest phone accessories, moving on to the games, trying to remember which ones Tazzie had and which ones she didn’t. Taz probably had most of them, Amanda decided, being a full-on games freak. And she was mostly an online gamer anyway. She drifted across the store into the racks of DVDs. In this part of the store, the DVD racks rose up nearly to the ceiling, making narrow aisles and isolating the DVD section from the rest of the store.
    Amanda drifted through the aisles searching for a movie that Taz couldn’t get online. At first, the noises, a few metres away, didn’t register. She looked up vaguely to see two zombies, arms outstretched, crazy eyes, the whole bit, lurching towards her between the racks of DVDs.
    But Chrysalis was at the ship.
    Or was she? As she backed away, Amanda tossed a DVD aside she had been looking at and found her phone.
    “Where are you?” she said to Chrysalis.
    “At the ship.”
    “I’m at Jonks,” Amanda said. “Zombies.” She had reached the end of the aisle and peered around the corner. Two more zombies were coming down that aisle too. A guy browsing the DVDs glanced up at the zombies and ignored them, turning his attention back to the DVD rack. The zombies staggered past, heading directly for Amanda. Several more appeared from another aisle.
    “I have you located,” Chrysalis said. “This is not so good.”
    “Oh, ya think?”
    Some guys standing around, doing nothing much, noticed the zombies. They gave each other, ‘Yeah, right,’ looks. Yet another promo. A staff member, who knew that she was always out of the loop, also gave the zombies the briefest of glances and went back to serving.
    Amanda knew their cynicism and casualness