![]() ![]() ![]() So I just stood there praying that it would stop ringing, but it didn’t.Īnd pretty soon, everyone in the hallway was staring at me too.įinally, I gave in, snatched open my locker, and answered the phone. ![]() Obviously, I didn’t want to answer it because I had a really bad feeling they were going to be a little disappointed when they actually saw my phone. I was trying my best to ignore it, but both of the CCP girls were staring at me like, Well, aren’t you going to answer it?!… I was about to explain that I'd said I had HOT gossip about my NEW phone NOT the HOT gossip is about my NEW iPhone, but I never got a chance because, unfortunately, my telephone started ringing. They said they had heard the hot gossip about my brand-new iPhone and that everyone (meaning the rest of the CCP crew) was DYING to see it. But deep down inside I was jumping up and down and doing my Snoopy happy dance.… Then they invited me to sit with them at lunch and I was like, Umm… okay. They came right over to my locker and started acting SUPERfriendly. I got really nervous when two of the CCP girls came walking down the hall in my direction, chatting on their cell phones.… Then I counted down the minutes before my social life started heating up. I put my telephone in my locker and spread the word that I had HOT gossip about my NEW phone and that everyone could now call me. It was bigger than what I wanted, but I figured I couldn’t go wrong for the clearance price of only $12.99. So I bought an older, used phone SUPERcheap on eBay. Last year, it seemed like I was the ONLY student in my ENTIRE middle school who didn’t have one. What better way to clinch a spot in the CCP (Cute, Cool & Popular) group at my new private school, Westchester Country Day, than by dazzling them with a wicked new cell. I considered it a necessity of life, second only to maybe oxygen. The drama started this morning when I casually asked if she would buy me one of those cool new cell phones that do almost everything. Sometimes I wonder if my mom is BRAIN DEAD. Nikki goes from the zero to a hero and then finally settles nicely into her niche as a typical teen. It's the perfect read for young girls who agonize over not being part of the in-crowd like I used to. The entire book is Nikki's diary filled with hilarious stories and amazing drawings (also illustrated by Rachel Renee Russell). At least my Dad didn't drive me to school with a giant roach on top of his van. Can she turn one disaster after another into triumph? Dork Diaries is simply fabulous! I've been in Nikki's shoes a time or two as I changed schools 8 different times while growing up so I can totally sympathize with being new girl on the block. No way is she brave enough to compete against the queen bee of WDS. Nikki runs to the school office to sign up and who does she run into? None other than Mackenzie. Ugh! Just when everything seems to be doomed the school announces a school-wide art competition where the first prize is $500!! Nikki knows she's totally got this since she's an artist with plenty art camp experience. Her Mom even goes so far as to tell her that if she really wants one she'll have to save up and buy it with her own money. Nikki knows that in order to dazzle the new crowd into accepting her she needs a new iPhone but her `rents stubbornly refuse to buy her one. Nikki's father, being the new exterminator, earned her a scholarship to a school where she doesn't fit in with the rich and snobby CCP (Cute, Cool & Popular) clique led by the snarky Mackenzie. Eighth grader Nikki Maxwell candidly shares with us the journaling of her no-so-fabulous days at her new private school Westchester Day School. ![]()
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