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The Prom Queen [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books
  • Author:  Stine, R.L.
  • Author:  Stine, R.L.
  • ISBN-10:  1665983884
  • ISBN-10:  1665983884
  • ISBN-13:  9781665983884
  • ISBN-13:  9781665983884
  • Publisher:  Simon Pulse
  • Publisher:  Simon Pulse
  • Pages:  192
  • Pages:  192
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • SKU:  1665983884-11-MING
  • SKU:  1665983884-11-MING
  • Item ID: 106957903
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The inspiration behind the movie coming to Netflix in Fall 2025! When prom queen candidates start turning up dead, it’s a race against the clock to find the culprit in this classic Fear Street title from master of horror R.L. Stine.

It’s 1988 in Shadyside. A spring night, soft moonlight, five beautiful prom queen candidates, dancing couples at the high school prom—these should be the makings of a perfect, romantic night. But Lizzie McVay realizes someone is brutally killing the prom queen candidates one by one and she may be next on the list.

Can she stop the murderer before the big dance is over…for good?R.L. Stine invented the teen horror genre with Fear Street, the bestselling teen horror series of all time. He also changed the face of children’s publishing with the mega-successful Goosebumps series, which went on to become a worldwide multimedia phenomenon. Guinness World Records cites Stine as the most prolific author of children’s horror fiction novels. He lives in New York City with his wife, Jane, and their dog, Lucky.Chapter 1
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We couldn’t stop talking about the killer. We tried to shut him out of our minds. But then one of us would remember and say something, and the talk would start all over again.

We were all nervous. Not that any of us admitted it. No, we acted like it was all some big joke. But we were nervous, believe me. Because the murder took place so nearby. Because the victim was a girl our age—a girl just like us.

“Look at it this way,” Dawn was saying as she buttoned up her white silk blouse, “at least the girl won’t have to worry about finding a date for the prom.”

“You’re disgusting,” I told her.

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