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The End of the World As We Know It

Iva-Marie Palmer
"A sharp and witty post-apocalyptic high school comedy drama"
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A sharp and witty post-apocalyptic high school comedy drama

Sarabeth Lewis knows that anyone who’s anyone will be at Teena McAuley’s party this weekend. As it turns out, anyone who isn’t anyone will end up in Teena’s basement. This will include Sarabeth. But come the morning after, they’re actually pretty glad of that fact…

You know it’s going to be a bad day when you emerge from a party you’re not supposed to have been invited to in the first place to find the house destroyed and almost everyone you know in bits. Quite literally, in Sarabeth’s case. Whilst she and the rest of the school’s outcasts have been locked in the basement, the world appears to have ended – Sarabeth, Leo, Evan and Teena (who accidentally locked herself in the basement too…) have unwittingly become survivors of an alien invasion. Now they’ll have to put their differences aside for long enough to save their town, themselves and quite possibly the world – and use everything they’ve got (including glittery face-paint) to squish some serious alien butt.

Publication Date: Thu 6 Mar 2014
ISBN Paperback: 9781471402531
ISBN Ebook: 9781471402548

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Iva-Marie Palmer

Iva-Marie Palmer grew up on the South Side of Chicago in a suburb known as Oak Lawn, which also serves as a fictionalized setting for her book. Through the years Iva-Marie has held a jaw-dropping number of jobs in a variety of fields including swim instructor, golf caddy, Hallmark clerk, member of a college road crew, campus newspaper editor, music director for her college radio station, and door-woman for a rock club.
Shortly after getting married to fellow writer/reporter Stephan Stanis, Iva-Marie moved to Los Angeles and now has a two-year old son, Clark, who she says might just be the world's most adorable and funny person. Their current suburb is home to several movie studios, a fact she still finds awesome even after living there for seven years. Follow Iva-Marie at www.ivamariepalmer.com or on Twitter: @ivamarie

Extract

Sarabeth ran her fingertips over the invitation, wishing she still felt as determined to go to the party as she had earlier today. She'd been so excited, she'd snuck a bottle of chardonnay from her mom's wine rack, since even an outcast like Sarabeth knew you didn't go to Teena's without alcohol. Tinley didn't sell alcohol within its borders, and Sarabeth didn't have Cameron's college-friend connections to help her score liquor. Plus, she'd even ventured out to buy a new outfit. Sitting next to her on the bed was a shiny pink shopping bag from Charlie, one of the trendy stores in the mall she'd always been too scared to enter. Sarabeth dumped its contents onto her bedspread: the still-folded, wisp-thin green crepe sweater, the dark-rinse jeans, and Charlie's signature hot-pink tissue paper. The outfit was far from wild, except for the fact that Sarabeth usually stuck to shapeless black and gray sweaters and pants that didn't call attention to her five-foot-eleven frame. Feeling the soft fabric of her sweater, Sarabeth instantly fell under its spell. She wanted to wear it. And not just for a date with her cello. She stared at the words on the invite and back at her reflection in the mirror. Maybe this was an I-want-to-get-into-your-brother's-pants invite-but so what? Why should the Interiors have all the fun? Those kids could probably die tomorrow and feel like they've lived a great life, Sarabeth thought, knowing she was being a little melodramatic. And here I am, wondering if my life has even started. She pulled off her black T-shirt and slid the sweater on over her head. Even Gussy Me Up's number-one-selling lotion, Smooth Moves, couldn't duplicate the soft sensation. And then she said the sentence no one should ever utter: "What's the worst that could happen?"