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I asked ChatGPT to make a Gordon Korman book and here it is: 

 

THE UNAUTHORIZED GENIUS CLUB

 

 

 

Chapter 1: The Accident

 

 

If you asked Principal Dawkins, the incident began with “a reckless disregard for school property.”

 

If you asked Mrs. Greer, it began with “an alarming misuse of science equipment.”

 

If you asked Milo Kettering, it began with a hamster.

 

And if you asked the hamster, it would have said nothing, because it was a hamster.

 

But the truth is, it started three weeks earlier, when Milo failed his science quiz.

 

Milo didn’t usually fail things. He specialized in almost succeeding—like getting 9 out of 10 spelling words right, or finishing second in contests no one else entered. But a 42%? That was new territory.

 

“Photosynthesis,” Mrs. Greer said, tapping his paper. “Plants use sunlight to make energy.”

 

Milo nodded like he understood.

 

He did not understand.

 

That afternoon, Milo decided something important: he was done not understanding things.

 

He was going to become a genius.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2: Recruitment

 

 

Milo’s first attempt at geniushood lasted exactly eleven minutes.

 

He checked out three books from the library:

 

• Advanced Biology for Beginners
• Chemistry: The Fun Parts
• Physics and You (Mostly Physics)

 

 

By page four of the first book, he had learned two things:

 

1. Plants do more than just sit there.
2. He was not becoming a genius alone.

 

 

So he made a list.

 

GENIUS CLUB – POTENTIAL MEMBERS

 

• Tariq: good at math, bad at stopping talking
• Sienna: built a drone once (it crashed into the gym ceiling)
• Lucas: reads instruction manuals for fun
• Jenna: not smart in the obvious way, but always right somehow

 

 

Milo found them at lunch.

 

“I’m starting a club,” he announced.

 

“Is this about that time you tried to invent a self-toasting sandwich?” Sienna asked.

 

“That worked,” Milo said.

 

“It caught on fire.”

 

“Briefly.”

 

Tariq leaned forward. “What’s the club?”

 

Milo lowered his voice. “We’re becoming geniuses.”

 

Lucas blinked. “Define ‘genius.’”

 

“We learn everything. Science, engineering, inventions. All of it.”

 

Jenna squinted at him. “Why?”

 

Milo held up his quiz. “Because I got a 42.”

 

There was a moment of silence.

 

Then Tariq said, “I’m in.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3: The Lab

 

 

The Genius Club met after school in the least impressive room in the building: Storage Closet B.

 

It contained:

 

• One broken chair
• Three boxes labeled “Misc. Cords”
• A mysterious smell

 

 

“Perfect,” Milo said.

 

“Perfect for what?” Sienna asked.

 

“Science.”

 

Lucas pulled out a notebook. “We need a plan.”

 

“Step one,” Milo said, “we learn by doing.”

 

“Doing what?” Jenna asked.

 

Milo pointed dramatically at a box of supplies he’d “borrowed” from the science lab.

 

“Experiments.”

 

Tariq grinned. “This is already a bad idea.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 4: The Experiment

 

 

The first experiment was supposed to be simple.

 

“Plants need sunlight,” Milo said. “So what if we speed it up?”

 

Sienna crossed her arms. “Speed up sunlight.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“That’s not how sunlight works.”

 

Milo ignored her. “We use a high-powered lamp.”

 

Lucas adjusted his glasses. “That’s not speeding up the sun. That’s just… more light.”

 

“Exactly.”

 

They set up:

 

• One desk lamp
• One potted plant (borrowed—without permission—from the hallway)
• One extension cord (definitely not approved for this use)

 

 

“Ready?” Milo asked.

 

“No,” said everyone else.

 

He flipped the switch anyway.

 

The lamp flickered… hummed… and then glowed so brightly they all squinted.

 

“Is that normal?” Tariq asked.

 

“No,” said Sienna.

 

The plant did not immediately grow.

 

What did happen was:

 

• The lamp overheated
• The extension cord sparked
• The mysterious smell became significantly less mysterious

 

 

“Turn it off!” Jenna yelled.

 

Milo reached for the switch—

 

—and knocked over the plant.

 

Dirt went everywhere.

 

The lamp tipped.

 

The bulb shattered.

 

There was a loud POP.

 

And then silence.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 5: The Discovery

 

 

No one spoke for five full seconds.

 

Then Tariq said, “We’re definitely geniuses.”

 

Milo blinked. “That… didn’t work.”

 

Lucas was staring at something on the floor.

 

“Uh,” he said, “guys?”

 

They followed his gaze.

 

Amid the dirt and broken glass was something strange.

 

A small metal object.

 

Smooth. Shiny. Definitely not part of the plant.

 

Sienna picked it up. “What is this?”

 

It looked like a disk, about the size of a coin, with tiny markings etched into the surface.

 

“Did that come from the pot?” Jenna asked.

 

Milo shook his head. “No way.”

 

Lucas leaned closer. “Those markings… they’re not random.”

 

Tariq grinned. “Please tell me we just found something weird and important.”

 

Milo swallowed.

 

For the first time since the lamp exploded, he felt something stronger than panic.

 

Curiosity.

 

“I think,” Milo said slowly, “we just discovered something.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 6: The Problem

 

 

They should have told a teacher.

 

They should have cleaned up the mess.

 

They should have stopped.

 

They did none of those things.

 

Instead, Milo said, “We need to figure out what this is.”

 

“And not tell anyone?” Jenna asked.

 

“Exactly.”

 

“That’s a terrible plan,” she said.

 

“Correct,” Tariq added.

 

Sienna turned the disk over in her hand. “It’s not from the school. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

 

Lucas nodded. “Same.”

 

Milo grinned.

 

“This is it.”

 

“This is what?” Jenna asked.

 

“Our first real discovery.”

 

Jenna stared at him. “We almost burned down a closet.”

 

“And found something amazing,” Milo said.

 

Tariq leaned back. “I vote we keep going.”

 

Lucas hesitated. “We could be wrong.”

 

Sienna smirked. “Or we could be right.”

 

Everyone looked at Jenna.

 

She sighed.

 

“I hate all of you,” she said.

 

“Is that a yes?” Milo asked.

 

“It’s a yes.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 7: The Club Gets Worse

 

 

By the next day, the Genius Club had:

 

• A secret meeting schedule
• A code word (“photosynthesis,” which no one could spell correctly)
• A growing list of increasingly questionable ideas

 

 

They also had a problem.

 

The disk did something.

 

They just didn’t know what.

 

“Maybe it’s electronic,” Sienna suggested.

 

“Maybe it’s ancient,” Tariq said.

 

“Maybe it’s a button,” Milo added, reaching toward it.

 

“Don’t press it,” everyone said at once.

 

Milo froze.

 

“Okay,” he said. “We test it carefully.”

 

He paused.

 

“Then we press it.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 8: The Consequence

 

 

They waited until after school again.

 

Same closet.

 

Same terrible decision-making.

 

Milo held the disk.

 

“Ready?” he asked.

 

“No,” said everyone.

 

He pressed it.

 

For a second, nothing happened.

 

Then—

 

The disk lit up.

 

A soft blue glow filled the closet.

 

The air hummed.

 

Lucas’s notebook slid off the broken chair… without anyone touching it.

 

“Gravity doesn’t just stop,” Lucas said faintly.

 

“Apparently it does now,” Tariq replied.

 

The glow intensified.

 

The cords lifted.

 

The dirt rose.

 

Even the broken lamp began to float.

 

Jenna grabbed the wall. “This is bad.”

 

Milo stared at the disk, eyes wide.

 

“This is incredible.”

 

And then the door swung open.

 

Principal Dawkins stood there.

 

Floating.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 9: The Incident (Official Version)

 

 

By the time the floating stopped, the situation had gotten worse.

 

Much worse.

 

Principal Dawkins did not appreciate:

 

• Being suspended three inches off the ground
• Walking into a glowing closet
• Seeing five students surrounded by floating debris

 

 

“What,” he said very slowly, “is going on?”

 

Milo opened his mouth.

 

Closed it.

 

Opened it again.

 

“Science?” he tried.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 10: The Beginning of Trouble

 

 

The Genius Club was supposed to end that day.

 

It did not.

 

Because the disk disappeared.

 

One second it was in Milo’s hand.

 

The next—

 

Gone.

 

No glow.

 

No floating.

 

No evidence.

 

Except for:

 

• The destroyed closet
• The scattered dirt
• The five extremely guilty-looking students

 

 

Principal Dawkins narrowed his eyes.

 

“You will all report to my office,” he said.

 

As they filed out, Jenna whispered, “This is over.”

 

Milo shook his head.

 

“No,” he said quietly.

 

“This is just getting started.”

 

Because somewhere in the school—

 

Something impossible was still there.

 

And now, it was active.

 

[Darren]

Interesting.

I wouldn't say that's GK's style though I can see how AI was trying to emulate it.

I like the use of the number 42.

[Sasquatshhh]

Ye me too I see what it was going for but I can tell it’s not Gordon

[Lex Luthor Savannah Spritz-o-matic]

Here's what Google AI spit out V.1.

The Great Cafeteria Heist

Chapter 1: The Plan (Ben’s Perspective)
I’m a plotter, not a "pantser". If you’re going to swap every salt shaker in the Cedar Ridge Middle School cafeteria with powdered sugar, you need more than just guts—you need a blueprint.

“It’s too risky, Ben,” Griffin whispered, adjusted his glasses. Griffin was the guy who could calculate the trajectory of a spitball from thirty yards but was terrified of a Tuesday morning detention.

“Risk is just a four-letter word for opportunity,” I replied. I’d read that in a fortune cookie once, or maybe it was a motivational poster in the gym. Either way, it sounded authentic.

Chapter 2: The Gear (Griffin’s Perspective)
The problem with Ben’s plans is that they always involve me carrying something heavy. In this case, it was six gallons of sugar I’d swiped from my mom’s pantry.

“Why can’t we just use the salt?” I asked, struggling with the weight of the backpack.

“Because,” Ben said, looking at me like I was an entomologist who’d never seen a bug. “The irony is the point. They expect the salt. They don't expect the sweet. It’s like a metaphor for our middle school existence.”

I didn't know about metaphors. I just knew that if we got caught, my "aspirational thinking" was going to land me in the principal's office for a very long time.

Chapter 3: The Execution
The cafeteria was a war zone of flying tater tots and lukewarm pizza. Our target was the condiment island—the "fort" of the lunchroom.

We moved with the precision of a 39 Clues mission. I handled the distraction—tripping over my own shoelaces in a spectacularly believable "disaster"—while Ben performed the switch.

Just as the last shaker was swapped, Principal Miller walked in. He looked at the row of salt shakers, then at us.

“Everything alright here, boys?”

“Just appreciating the culinary arts, sir,” Ben said, his voice as smooth as a rock star's.

Miller squinted. “Carry on.”

As we walked away, we heard the first student take a bite of their "salted" fries. The look on their face was the answer to all the world's problems: keep on laughing.

[Lex Luthor Savannah Spritz-o-matic]

Here's what google AI made V.2.

Chapter 1: The Volcano of Doom

The problem with being a genius like Artie "The Brain" Miller was that the rest of the world was basically living in slow motion. And the problem with being Artie’s best friend was that I, Leo Henderson, usually ended up holding the bag—or in this case, the five-gallon bucket of industrial-strength vinegar.

"Leo, keep it level!" Artie hissed, adjusting his glasses, which were sliding down his nose from the sheer humidity of the Cedar Creek Middle School gym. "If the acidity drops by even point-five percent, the reaction won't have the 'theatrical velocity' required to win the trophy."

"Forget the trophy," I groaned, my arms shaking. "If I drop this, the gym is going to smell like a giant salad for the next three years. Besides, look at Miller’s project. He’s got a drone that delivers snacks. How do we beat a snack drone with a volcano?"

Artie looked at the snack drone with the kind of pity you’d give a dog trying to do long division. "It’s a gimmick, Leo. A shiny, salty gimmick. But our volcano? It’s science."

It was science, alright. Artie had spent three weeks mixing a secret chemical compound that he promised would create a "controlled, spectacular plume of neon-purple foam." He’d even rigged a remote detonator. We weren't just making a volcano; we were making a statement.

The statement, unfortunately, was "Run for your lives."

Everything was going perfectly until Principal Higgins walked by. Higgins was a man whose primary hobby was finding new and creative ways to give me detention. He stopped at our table, eyeing the six-foot-tall paper-mache mountain with deep suspicion.

"Miller. Henderson," he barked. "I assume this thing is up to code? No open flames? No pressurized gases? No... whatever happened last year with the motorized unicycles?"

"Strictly chemical, sir," Artie said, flashing his most innocent "I-definitely-didn't-rewire-the-school-intercom" smile.

"Good," Higgins muttered. "Because if one drop of purple foam touches the new gym floor, you’ll be scrubbing it with a toothbrush until you graduate high school."

He turned to leave, but his briefcase caught the edge of Artie's remote detonator.

Click.

The volcano didn't just erupt. It screamed. A low, rumbling sound like a hungry grizzly bear started deep in the paper-mache. Artie’s eyes went wide.

"Leo," he whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I might have over-calculated the velocity."

"How much?"

"About four hundred percent."

Before I could drop the bucket, the top of the volcano didn't just let out foam—it launched a pillar of purple goop straight into the rafters. It hit a ceiling fan, which was spinning at high speed.

It was like a purple snowstorm, if the snow was sticky, smelled like pickles, and was currently covering Principal Higgins’ expensive Italian suit.

"Henderson! Miller!" Higgins roared, wiping a glob of neon slime from his forehead.

Artie didn't skip a beat. He grabbed his clipboard and started scribbling. "Fascinating. Leo, take note: the centrifugal force of the fan increased the distribution area by forty feet. We’re going to need more vinegar."

 

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[Lex Luthor Savannah Spritz-o-matic]

It also told me:

How to "Kormanize" Your Writing:

• The "Schemer" and the "Straight Man": Most Korman books feature a duo where one kid has the big, crazy plan (Artie) and the other is the reluctant sidekick trying to stay out of trouble (Leo).


• The Adult Foil: Every Korman story needs a bumbling or overly strict adult (like Principal Higgins) who is constantly one step behind the kids.


• High-Speed Dialogue: Characters should talk fast and use unique "fingerprint" dialogue—Artie uses big scientific words, while Leo is more grounded and sarcastic.


• The Set-Piece Disaster: Start with a scene where a seemingly small mistake leads to a massive, hilarious catastrophe.

[Lex Luthor Savannah Spritz-o-matic]

It also told me:

How to "Kormanize" Your Writing:

• The "Schemer" and the "Straight Man": Most Korman books feature a duo where one kid has the big, crazy plan (Artie) and the other is the reluctant sidekick trying to stay out of trouble (Leo).


• The Adult Foil: Every Korman story needs a bumbling or overly strict adult (like Principal Higgins) who is constantly one step behind the kids.


• High-Speed Dialogue: Characters should talk fast and use unique "fingerprint" dialogue—Artie uses big scientific words, while Leo is more grounded and sarcastic.


• The Set-Piece Disaster: Start with a scene where a seemingly small mistake leads to a massive, hilarious catastrophe.

[Sasquatshhh]

The Second story... it made an AU where griffin and ben swapped places...

[Lex Luthor Savannah Spritz-o-matic]

Here's a masterminds style one:

Title: The Greenhouse Effect

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The Setting: "Eden’s Gate"

A private, ultra-secure community in the high desert of Nevada. It’s perfect. No crime, no internet outside the town’s private network, and everyone is an elite athlete or a genius. The town motto: Excellence is the Only Air We Breathe.

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The Cast (The "Weeds")

1. Jaxson "Jax" Miller: The risk-taker. He has a photographic memory for movement—he can see a professional gymnast do a triple-backflip once and replicate it perfectly.


2. Sloane Mercer: The skeptic. A coding prodigy who is frustrated by the town’s restricted "Intra-Net." She’s the one who notices the glitches in the town’s "perfect" history.


3. "Tiny" Timofey: A 13-year-old who is already 6’4” and possesses the strength of a grown man, but has a personality as gentle as a kitten.


4. Mira Vane: The social chameleon. She can manipulate any adult into giving her what she wants, but she’s starting to realize she doesn't know who she actually is.

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The Premise

The kids have always been told they are the children of "The Pioneers"—the smartest, healthiest people on Earth, hiding from a "dying outside world."

Everything changes when Jaxson wipes out on his mountain bike near the "Thorn Wall"—the massive electrified fence surrounding the valley. He hits the ground so hard he doesn't just get a concussion; he experiences a "Sensory Reset." For ten seconds, the beautiful desert sunset flickers and disappears, replaced by a gray, industrial laboratory and a man in a lab coat saying, "Subject 4's neural link is lagging. Boost the signal."

When the "sunset" returns, Jax is back in the dirt. But he remembers the lab coat. And he remembers the number on his own wrist that he’s always been told was a birthmark.

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Chapter 1: The Glitch

(Jaxson’s POV)

The wind in Eden’s Gate always smells like lavender and expensive laundry detergent. It’s a rule, probably. Everything here is a rule.

I was doing eighty down Dead Man’s Drop—which is a stupid name for a hill in a town where nobody ever even gets a hangnail—when the world blinked.

I didn't fall. I didn't hit a rock. The air just... snapped. One second, I’m looking at the red rocks of Nevada. The next, I’m staring at a white tiled ceiling and smelling bleach and old coffee. I saw a man. He wasn't a Pioneer. He was wearing a badge that said PROJECT: ARBOR.

Then, pop. I was back on my bike, flying over the handlebars.

I didn't tell the school nurse. In Eden’s Gate, if you have a headache, they don't give you an aspirin; they give you a "Brain Optimization Treatment." And I had a feeling that if I told them I saw a man named Project Arbor, I wouldn't be coming back for dodgeball.

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Chapter 2: The Logic of Sloane

(Sloane’s POV)

"Jax, you’re vibrating," I said, not looking up from my tablet. I was trying to bypass the firewall on the Town Library’s server for the tenth time today.

"The sky isn't real, Sloane," Jax whispered. He looked like he’d seen a ghost, or worse, a C-minus on a math test.

"Technically, the sky is just nitrogen and oxygen scattering light," I muttered.

"No. I mean it’s a screen. I saw behind it. I saw them."

I stopped typing. In Eden’s Gate, we don't talk about 'Them.' We talk about 'Us.' The elite. The future of humanity. But I’d been looking at the town’s digital archives. Every photo of our parents from 'The Old World' had the exact same metadata timestamp. They weren't taken over twenty years. They were all uploaded on the same Tuesday in 2018.

"Jax," I said, my voice dropping. "If you’re right, we aren't the future. We’re the experiment."

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The Korman-esque Twist

As the kids investigate, they realize they aren't clones of "great people" (like in Masterminds). Instead, they are "Neural Map Assets."

The government isn't trying to grow better humans; they are using the kids' brains to "dry-run" a massive AI defense system. The town is a high-tech simulation designed to keep their brains in a state of constant growth and high-performance.

The "parents"? They’re actors. The "Thorn Wall"? It’s the edge of a massive server farm in the middle of a mundane suburb in Ohio.

The Escape Plan

To get out, they have to do the one thing the simulation can't predict: be completely average. The AI only tracks "Excellence." To disappear from the sensors, they have to fail tests, trip over their own feet, and lose their "Master Mind" status.

They have to become the one thing Eden’s Gate hates: unremarkable.

[Lex Luthor Savannah Spritz-o-matic]

Masterminds style v.2.

GROUNDED

Setting: Aura, a high-tech "Eco-Village" in the middle of the Icelandic wilderness. It’s entirely self-sustaining, carbon-neutral, and supposedly the safest place on Earth from climate change and social unrest.

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The Characters (The "Squad")

• Leo Vance (The Leader): A rule-follower and son of the town’s lead engineer. He has a "perfect memory" that starts backfiring when he remembers things that shouldn’t exist.


• Sasha "Dash" Petrov (The Wildcard): A parkour enthusiast who is constantly getting in trouble for climbing the "impenetrable" perimeter walls. She’s the first to notice the guards aren't there to keep people out.


• Majiid "Digits" Rahal (The Tech): A coding prodigy who realizes the town’s high-speed internet is actually a closed-loop intranet. Nothing from Aura actually reaches the outside world.


• Penny Lane (The Socialite): The most popular girl in school who realizes her "perfect" parents are actually reciting scripts during dinner.

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The Hook

The kids of Aura are told they are the "Seed Generation"—the smartest, healthiest children on Earth, destined to lead humanity. But after a freak earthquake cracks a "maintenance" building, Leo and Dash slip inside.

They don't find power generators. They find The Nursery: a lab filled with infant clones of themselves.

The Twist

They aren't the "future of humanity." They are Biological Backups. Aura is owned by the world’s four richest tech moguls. The kids are being raised as "spare parts" and "consciousness vessels"—perfectly healthy bodies kept in a controlled environment until their wealthy "donors" are ready to "transfer" into them.

The Action

• The Discovery: Majiid hacks the town's AI, "Mother," and finds their "Expiration Dates." Leo’s is in three weeks.


• The Breakout: They can't just walk out; the town is surrounded by a pressurized "Eco-Dome" and a 500-mile stretch of frozen tundra.


• The Korman Style: Expect witty banter during life-or-death situations, clever use of "illegal" hobby equipment (like Dash's modified drone), and a fast-paced plot where the adults they trusted become their hunters.

 

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