“That’s not funny,” she said, but her voice had lost its venom. She turned and flounced away, phone still in hand, but the photo remained unsent.
“You’re right, MacKenzie,” Nikki said, standing up. She grabbed a dry-erase marker from the whiteboard. “We’re terrible rule-breakers. We deserve… public shaming.” dork diaries books new
Nikki could barely form words. “The ‘New Books’ cart. It was just… sitting there. Next to a book about fungi.” “That’s not funny,” she said, but her voice
Then she drew a tiny hamster wearing a crown and smiled. She grabbed a dry-erase marker from the whiteboard
Later, after the final bell, Nikki carefully placed the advanced copy back on the ‘New Books’ cart. She’d only gotten to page two hundred. But she felt a strange sense of peace.
This was a seismic event, the kind that reset the very laws of middle school physics. A new Dork Diaries book was like a solar eclipse—rare, magical, and capable of causing temporary insanity among the student body.