Bibliophile Tag!

This tag started on The Rebelling Muse, run by a gal named Catherine. I got tagged by a blogger friend of mine, Maria S. Well, actually, she tagged "Anyone who wants to" and that counts.                  (She also sent me an email asking me to look into it)

Rules:
1. Share You Answers. Either comment on the original post, or make your own post (Link back to  Catherine's post!)
2. Share With Your Friends
3. Add a question (Please note. This was not one of the original rules. It was suggested by Maria S on her post. Catherine is ok with adding questions)


1. What Is Your Favorite Fantasy Novel?
I think I'm going to have to say Marissa Meyer's Heartless. I read about it on Maria's blog (she does book reviews) and even though she said not to, I read it. I have not recovered emotionally yet...
2. What Is Your Favorite Historic Novel? 
Its a book at Gallagher Academy. Sadly, a lot of the novel, (which was written by a spy and is mostly based off her real life) is classified.
3. What Is Your Favorite Contemporary Novel?
Divergent
4. Which Character/Book Best Reflects Your Personality?
Sadie Kane. Sarcastic (mostly) British girl who loves cats.
5. Who Is Your Favorite Author?
Right now I can't decide between Rick Riordan, and Marissa Meyer...
6. Favorite Character Of All Time?
PERCY JACKSON!!! and ANNABETH!!! (They are no longer individual people on the internet anyway)
7. Do You Judge A Book By Its Cover?
Of course. Who doesn't?
8. Paper Books, Ebook, Or Both?
Both.
9. Have You Ever Read A Book You Didn't Like?
Who hasn't?
10. Favorite Book Villain?
LOKI. Ok. He's not really a book character...unless you count the Loki from Magnus Chase...
11. Book Cover You Loved?
Winter by Marissa Meyer. So pretty.

12. (My added question:) Top 8 Favorite Fictional Ships: 
1. Percabeth (duh)
2. Wolflet
3. Cresswell
4. Jinter
5. Caleo


Alright. Pass it on!

-Kat

What Happened Next

So I told them all my story, and they were all so happy.
One of them sighed and said "I wish I could have been there"

Then Alice sat up suddenly and yelped "The security cameras!" Then she wheeled her wheelchair quick as light, and raced off down the hall. The rest of the girls raced after her leaving just me and the boys.



But wait.

I just keeps getting better. They found the library feed.

So now there are three videos.

Video One: Me throwing book at Alec's head.

Video Two: Me stabbing Peter with a steak knife

Video Thee: All of us attacking yet another  Blackthorne boy.


The note at the end? Gallagher Girls 3; Blackthorne Boys 0

And they showed this video at the end of our grand James Bond Movie Marathon. There were a lot of Blackthorne Boys present. They didn't look happy.

Oh. This is going to be LOTS of fun.

-K

Writing On My Blog About My Blog

So, my blog has turned into interactions between Alec and Me. Which may be kind of annoying to some of you (somehow I don't think so though), but that is basically all that is going on in my life. 

I suppose I can talk about how much I miss my family...

The new book I'm reading, except it's classified....

So anyway, I've been talking about the girl part of my life, I can't talk too much about the spy part of my life, so maybe I'll say something about my blog. 

Who knows about my blog?

Well. All of you. You mean at my school? Just me and Headmistress Morgan. I haven't told any of my friends or anything, but I am intending to tell them about it at the end of the school year. They'll most likely all want to guest blog, so be ready.

How can you even be writing about this? 

Well, one of our alumni, Amirah, had to leave our school eight years ago do to the fact that she was being hunted by the circle.  She changed her name and wrote a "fiction" series about a snobby boarding school that actually trained spies. Yep. That's right. Amirah and Liz went through Cammie's cov-ops reports and diaries (with her permission....I hope), wrote a book and published it for all the world to see. 

So, You've read the books? 

Yes. Duh. I have also read her Heist Society series, and am interested in her Embassy Row series. I don't think they are based off real people. At least I have never heard of Kat (Why does she have my name? There can't be that many Kats!) 

Am I super excited about have 1000+ page views?

Ummmm. Duh. 

Just Kidding. You, my beloved followers, are such bloody awesome people! Thank you for reading my stuff!  

Any questions for your followers? 

Yes! As you know, all bloggers LOVE comments and receiving emails from their readers. So I'd love if you would comment and tell me what you want to hear about.'

Gallagher Alumni from Amirah's series? 

Classes? What are we learning? 

Also, I am planning on posting about me. So if you have any questions (Favorite movie. color, class, book, etc)  let me know!   Comment or Email me! 

What is my email?Well, you can find it on my google+page (which can be found here) or Katthegallaghergirl@gmail.com   

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UPDATE! Please note that I will be posting my answers to your questions sometime next week. So you have to email me or comment BEFORE then.
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Cheers mates 

-KAT 

I'm A Mess

I guess you really want to hear about how the day went. Well, even the girls who are a little boy crazy ....well, we're Gallagher Girls. We're kind of...competitive. 

I've never seen such intense P&E  workouts. 

Maybe some of these girl think they look cuter if they're kicking someones butt. 

Maybe they just don't want to be shown up by some boy

I trained the same as I always do. I worked hard, but only hard enough to learn the move. Then I trained hard later that afternoon, when everyone else was busy.

We may be supposed to work with these boys, but there is no reason to show them more then I have to. 

Never give out free information.

But at the same time, I didn't let anyone take me down. I worked as hard as I needed to. I haven't sparred with any boys today. And the Culture and Assimilation class wasn't on anything to embarrassing.  That was nice of Madame D. 

I'm kind of exhausted. I still miss my parents. I don't know when they're are coming back. I miss them. I thought it would be better with everyone there. 

It isn't. The sun was going down and everyone was inside by the fire studying or watching TV. I snuck out to the barn and began to box. I worked and worked until I got into a flow, tears flowing freely down my face. I only broke out of my trance when my knuckles began to bleed. I dropped and began to do push ups until my stomach felt sick. 

I sat for a minute, breathing heavily. I was planning to go run in the woods, along the path. The dark didn't bother me. I opened the door and saw the rain pouring down. 

"To run or not to run?" I asked, my voice cracking. "I can't come in soaking wet, but I feel like a could use a run in the rain." 

"You don't look like you need to go out in the rain." Alec drawled from his spot in the loft. He was sitting with his back against the wall. A book lay across his lap. 

At times today, I was glad I had gotten Alec. Or Alec had gotten me. Whatever. 

But right now I was spitting mad. This was MY TIME. I clearly wanted to be alone. Why can't he let me be? 

I could have said something witty. Or cutting. Or things that would have made Madame D  (and Liz and my Mom ) wash my mouth out with soap. But instead I fixed him with an evil glare. I stared at him. He looked down, calmly meeting my eyes. 

I turned on my heel and fled. I walked stiffly out the door, but as soon as I was out of sight and hearing I ran. I ran back to the house, snuck up the back stairs to my room and turned on the bath water. Only then, with the  bathroom door locked, did I stop and look in the mirror. 

Mascara ran down my tear lined face, and my  knuckles knuckles bleeding over my clenched hands. 

I'm a mess.


I felt a little better once I had taken a hot bath. But I wasn't at peace with myself when I fell asleep that night.