Scott cut himself off abruptly as he noticed me standing there, staring at him. Clicking the phone off, he glared at me. His face was twisted with anger, making him look like a completely different person than usual. He took a quick step toward me. I clutched the railing behind me - the only thing between me and a two-hundred-foot drop to my certain death. "You!" Scott growled. "What are you doing out here?"--Provided by Publisher.
Ages 8-12.|||710L Lexile|||juvenile
Carolyn Keene.
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Accelerated Reader AR MG 4.6 4 157125.
