“Which means Evers like me have to excel at Evil or we’ll end up poisonous toads!” Millicent carped to Sophie. “This is entirely your fault!”

“And it’s no better for Nevers either,” Mona added. “We have twice as many people to compete against now that the whole school is Evil!”

“And even if you do end up a Leader, they get double the homework as everyone else,” said Vex.

“And Henchmen have to follow their Leaders and do everything they say,” fretted Reena.

“And Mogrifs have to go to class as animals!” said Beatrix. “And god forbid you fail three challenges in a row. Then you end up a plant!”

“What are you upset about? You’re on track to be a Leader!” Kiko said, whirling to her. “I’m third to last in the whole school! Suppose I get turned into a tulip? I can’t even concentrate ever since . . . ever since . . .” She burst into tears. “Tristan adored tulips! Used to put them in his hair.” Kiko blew her nose into her veil. “That boy loved me so much.”

“Oh for Pete’s sake, that boy wouldn’t have loved you if you were the last girl on earth,” Beatrix hissed. “Besides, I don’t want to be a leader of Evil, you dimwit! Once upon a time, I was almost Class Captain in the School for Good. And now I have to uglify and curse people and have henchmen?”

“Sounds like a typical day for you, actually,” Sophie murmured.

Beatrix gasped.

“Even the School for Boys was better than this,” Chaddick contended. “Sure our castle was a little rank but at least we didn’t have fairies stinging us like bees if we’re a second late and Aric sending us to the Doom Room to be tortured for rules he’s completely made up. He’s punished every boy in school like ten times already.”

“He got me for an untucked shirt yesterday,” Nicholas said. “That kid is Evil.”

“And not in a Good way,” muttered Vex quietly.

Sophie waited for them to elaborate, but all the boys glanced at each other in tortured brotherhood, before swiveling back to her.

“Everything was fine for the last two hundred years, until you came along and messed up Good and Evil,” barked Ravan.

“Boys and Girls too!” Brone boomed.

“I hope Agatha and Tedros break in and kill the School Master!” seethed Arachne. “I hope they bring Good back!”

“Bring Good Back!” Beatrix shouted, and all the students stomped their feet in solidarity, cheering along: “Bring Good Back! Bring Good Back!”

Sophie gaped, speechless. How could she find the spy for Good if all of them were on Good’s side?

“That’s your job, you ninny—” a sharp nasty voice echoed outside.

The door flew open and three students pattered in, tittering loudly.

“—to follow me around and do whatever I say,” grouched a pasty girl with dirty hair streaked black and red and a fearsome buck-horned demon tattooed around her neck.

“Hope I get tracked as a Leader and you as my Henchman,” retorted an albino girl with a throaty rasp and three black rats sticking out of her pockets. “I’ll make sure you spend the rest of your life kissing my—”