β Scribed by Jay Asher; Carolyn Mackler
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
What if you could see how your life would unfold--just by clicking a button? It's 1996, and less than half of all American high school students have ever used the Internet. Emma just got her first computer and an America Online CD-ROM. Josh is her best friend. They power up and log on--and discover themselves on Facebook, fifteen years in the future. Everybody wonders what their destiny will be. Josh and Emma are about to find out.
Library : Fantasy
Formats : EPUB
ISBN : 9780857076076
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