Audrey Covington Breaks the Rules by Karina Evans

Author:Karina Evans [EVANS, KARINA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2023-04-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

WE’RE ONLY THREE blocks away from the studio when I realize exactly what we’ve just done.

“We’re going to be in so much trouble!” I sputter, still tightly gripping the wheel. “We stole these clothes and this cart and—”

Nana Rhea starts laughing. “It’s okay, Audrey.” She waves me off. “We’ll return the outfits.”

“It isn’t funny. We trespassed!” I swerve the cart left to miss a lady and her small, fluffy dog.

“Of course it’s funny. Did you see the look on the security guard’s face?”

“Who are you?” I ask her. I want to turn my head to look at her, but I’m worried that if I take my eyes away from where I’m driving, I’ll hit a lamppost.

“Sweetheart, I haven’t felt more like myself in years. Besides, I thought you wanted to break rules.”

“Well, yeah, I did.” I shift in my seat. “But, like, small rules.”

My parents are already going to ground me until the next century for ditching them and my phone. I don’t need real crimes added to my list of offenses. I only need a little proof that I can do things my friends like to do—a few non-boring things—not lawbreaking things!

Then, as if responding to my thoughts, I see a shop that will give me exactly what I need.

I hit the brakes, and Nana Rhea and I both lurch forward.

“Are you done driving? Do you want me to take the wheel?” Nana Rhea asks with a raised eyebrow.

I try not to look horrified at her question as I answer, “Um, no. I want to go in there.” I point to the shop we’ve stopped next to. The sign in its window reads ROXIE’S PIERCING AND TATTOO PARLOR. It looks exactly like the type of place this version of Audrey would like.

Nana Rhea follows my gaze and frowns. “Don’t be ridiculous, Audrey. I’m a very understanding grandma, but tattoos at age eleven? Your parents would never speak to me again.”

“I’m almost twelve. And I’m just going to get my ears pierced like my friends.”

Newly pierced ears will be the perfect proof that I don’t only do boring things. Once my friends see them, they’ll have to invite me back into the group.

Nana Rhea lets out a relieved sigh and puts her hand to her heart. “That I’m okay with.”

I grin.

“Although,” she continues, “we still don’t have any money.”

My grin drops. Oh, right. That part.

“But let’s ask them if they’d be willing to mail me a bill,” Nana Rhea says as she steps out of the golf cart and marches toward the shop.

I scramble out of the cart after her, pleased that she’s thought of a solution. As we step inside, a bell above the door chimes.

“Be right there!” someone calls from behind a curtain.

There’s a whirring noise echoing in the shop that reminds me of the drills my dentist uses. It makes me queasy. They don’t use drills to pierce your ears, do they?

Nana Rhea doesn’t seem to mind the noise. She walks over to the counter and starts flipping through one of the binders atop it.

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