Which Middle Grade Novels Explore Justice Themes Like Holes?

I didn’t come to Westbridge High to make enemies. I came to survive. New school. New city. Just me and my best friend, Joe, trying not to get crushed by a place ruled by rich athletes and their unspoken rules. That plan lasted exactly one day. Because Joe got targeted. And I made the mistake of stepping in. Now, I’m caught between the two most dangerous boys at Westbridge: Jay Vale the untouchable hockey captain who looks at everyone like they don’t matter. Liam Knox the former best friend who used to stand beside him... until a bitter confession broke them apart. Jay says he wants to help me. He offers to tutor me, to protect me. But the way he watches me doesn't feel like kindness. It feels like obsession. Liam notices. And suddenly, I’m the prize in a war between two rivals ready to destroy each other. At Westbridge High, hockey isn’t the most dangerous game. Love is. And boys like Jay and Liam? They don’t play fair.

After my granddaughter is bullied by her classmates, the bully's family not only refuses to apologize but behaves arrogantly as well. Since they have connections in the city, the school doesn't dare intervene. I turn to the police, but they only urge me to let it go. The bully's family even boasted that they have people in the court, daring me to sue them. With every path to justice cut off, I have no choice but to take out the two Medals of Honor left behind after my son and daughter-in-law died in service, and kneel at the gates of the military compound. Six years ago, when the general personally delivered those medals to our home, he'd said, "Your son and daughter-in-law gave their lives for the country. They are heroes, martyrs, and the pride of our nation." But now, I want to ask him again. Why is it that when a martyr's daughter is bullied, no one protects her?

In my family, fairness was practically a law. It all started with my older siblings, Xander and Kendra Hale. They were twins, and neither of them could bear the thought of the other getting even a little more. The smallest hint of favoritism was enough to start a fight. Because of that, everything had to be equal. If Xander got something, Kendra needed one too. If Kendra received anything, Xander expected the same. My parents followed that rule so strictly that almost everything in our house seemed to come in pairs—one for him, one for her. I learned early that I was never part of that equation. When I was still a child, I once looked at my mother and asked, "What about me?" She snapped before I could say anything more. "Your brother and sister already make things difficult enough. Can you please not add to it?" That was the last time I asked. Years passed, and I got used to being the one left out. Then my father bought a six-seater SUV. There were only five people in our family. For the first time, I looked at all that empty space and thought, maybe this time, there would finally be room for me. I should have known better. On the morning of our family road trip, rain poured from the sky as I stood beside the car with my bag clutched in one hand. Two empty seats should have been waiting for me. Instead, Kendra's cat was curled up comfortably in one, while Xander's dog had taken over the other. I stared at them through the open door. Xander noticed immediately and pulled his dog closer. Kendra barely looked at me before rolling her eyes. "We already agreed to keep things fair. You're not taking my cat's seat." For a moment, I just stood there. The rain soaked through my clothes until they clung to my skin. Cold water ran down my face and into my collar, yet nobody moved. Eventually, my father looked over with obvious annoyance. "Why are you still standing there? Don't you have something else to do?" My hands were already numb from the cold. I looked at all of them sitting comfortably inside the car, then smiled. "Actually, I do. I'm not going." I turned around and walked back into the house without another word. A few minutes later, I opened my laptop and submitted the study-abroad application I had been putting off for months. For twenty years, I had waited for my family to give me the same fairness they fought so hard to protect. That morning, I finally understood the truth: they had always made space for me, but there was never truly a place for me. Once I realized that, I stopped waiting for one.

When I returned to the Costello family as the long-lost daughter, I was dressed in my adoptive sister's hand-me-downs, and the family driver came only for her. Still, they felt guilty toward the daughter they had raised in my absence. So when the government rolled out the Fairness System, they registered the whole family before I could blink. My father exhaled with relief. "With this system enforcing absolute equality, Brittany won't ever have to suffer again." My mother took my hand, her voice leaving no room for argument. "You came home and stole everything that belonged to her. That's not fair to Brittany." My brother didn't bother hiding his contempt. "I only acknowledge one sister. You already got more than you deserve. Don't push your luck." I ate leftovers while she had private chefs. I sweated in a closet while she slept in a custom-designed suite. I almost laughed. When the system went live, they were the ones who fell apart.

Who knew life could change so quickly and dramatically? Justice finds out the hard way after her father dies tragically and her mother becomes an addict. What she didn't realize, though, was the secret her first love was hiding. She would never have guessed the supernatural wasn't just in fairytales, and hiding would be her new way of life.

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