Joan the Made (Throwbacks Series Book 1) by Kristen Pham

Author:Kristen Pham [Pham, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Singles
Published: 2018-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

The headmaster has been on my shit list since the day I arrived, but after seeing him intimidate Mav, I know it’s time to dig up some dirt on him. A man that mean must have some skeletons in his closet. If they’re exposed, he might be removed from his position at Seattle Secondary.

If I’m going to follow him, there’s no sense in being sloppy. Might as well put some of my new skills to good use. Inside the Little Theater, I flick on the lights in Lady Cleo’s classroom and make my way to my makeup station. I consider which disguise will be most effective and opt for something simple.

I comb a gel through my hair to coat it in gray. A fine-tip pencil lightly etches in the grooves of my face, so they look like the wrinkles I’ll have someday. I help myself to Lady Cleo’s closet, which is full of costumes, and opt for a drab, conservative dress to replace my ripped jeans. My final touch is illegal—I cover up my lavaliere with a thick coat of skin-tone makeup.

The headmaster is getting off the elevator in the lobby when I’m heading out. I hurry after him, determined not to let all the effort of getting myself costumed go to waste.

He pushes through the front doors of the theater and strides across the lawn. A girl in the second year of the acting program is waiting for him. Nic introduced us once; her name is Beth. She’s cloned from the actress Elizabeth Taylor, so she’s gorgeous, but she usually dresses frumpy and plays down her assets, like she doesn’t want to be noticed.

Tonight, however, she’s wearing a tight, silver dress, and her hair is swept up to show off her perfect features. Her makeup highlights her nearly violet eyes, but I can see a sheen of gold in them. If the headmaster notices that she’s high on Amp, he doesn’t say anything. He holds out his arm, and Beth takes it, though she holds her body as far from his as she can.

The headmaster jerks her closer, and they walk down the shadowy street. It’s past Throwback curfew now, but Beth is escorted by an Evolved, and I’ve hidden my lavaliere. I follow them, thankful that I chose flats from Lady Cleo’s closet so I don’t make much noise.

In a couple of blocks, the pedestrian and street traffic picks up as we enter the heart of downtown Seattle. No one gives me a second glance, for which I am grateful, but lots of people stare at Beth. She holds her body stiffly, clearly uncomfortable with the attention.

Beth and the headmaster go into a swanky restaurant with red carpeting, and I wait a couple of minutes before going in after them. Inside, it’s impossible to miss the circle of men surrounding Beth at the bar.

She’s holding something in her fingers that I recognize as a cigarette only after she releases a lungful of smoke. It’s unbelievable that they still

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