The Basic Eight
Quotes from the Book
I was like the runner-up to Miss Mediocrity and my prize was awkward silence.
Who are you when you're alone? When no one is watching? What's left then?
There is a special place in hell for women that will not help one another.
Oh Google, she thought I was suicidal.
Talent or skill wasn't how you recognized a genius. A genius was the person giving the world the eff-you salute while doing the impossible.
Good game, now if you don't mind opening the door, I'd like to unfold myself
Suicide doll’s suicide Pretty, but with death there’s no way to hide Afraid to make a cut, see there’s nothing inside If your friends told you to jump off a bridge You’d step to the edge and fly. ._.
The World is a giant squinty eye, peeking in through the skylight, spying.
Keep driving," I said. "Oh, really? I usually pull over and drape myself seductively over the hood of my car when I'm getting tailed by creepy stalkers," She said a little hysterically.
And there was something familiar about the cadence of the words. The language. It was him. I wrote: I know who you are. I recognize your voice. by kidzero I felt a little dizzy after I sent it, maybe because I had been holding my breath. A new message pinged and the air rushed out of me like a deflated balloon. you shouldn't be talking to strangers anyway. who am I? by anonymous I didn't really know his name or anything about him, but I couldn't admit that now. I wanted to keep talking to him. I quickly typed: You are the Unidentified. The Unidentified refuses to be typecast, target-marketed, corporate-identified, defined. by kidzero
What are we looking for?" "I don't know-evidence?" Mikey said, sitting behind the keyboard, pretending to hack. I laughed. "This is so Crime Scene Extreme seriously though, is it even possible to view log-in records user-side?" "Hmm, yes," Mikey said tapping his finger on his pseudointellectually. "You're right. This sounds like a job for a Crackhead.
I squirmed uncomfortable at the thought of the spokes-girl for Time of Your Life teen tampons suggesting more blood in advertising.
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About Rae Mariz
About the book
Kid knows her school’s corporate sponsors not-so-secretly monitor her friendships and activities for market research. It’s all a part of the Game; the alternative education system designed to use the addictive kick from video games to encourage academic learning. Everyday, a captive audience of students ages 13-17 enter the nationwide chain store-like Game locations to play.
When a group calling themselves The Unidentified simulates a suicide to protest the power structure of their school, Kid’s investigation into their pranks attracts unwanted attention from the sponsors. As Kid finds out she doesn't have rights to her ideas, her privacy, or identity, she and her friends look for a way to revolt in a place where all acts of rebellion are just spun into the next new ad campaign.
Book details
- First published
- 2010
- Author
- Rae Mariz
- Genre
- Science Fiction
- Goodreads rating
- 3.41 (4k ratings)
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