Set the Record Straight! by Rachel Wise

Author:Rachel Wise
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Spotlight

I woke up an hour later to the smell of melted chocolate wafting into my room. It smelled delicious, and I realized I was starving. I went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face and then I headed downstairs to see what was cooking.

In the kitchen Allie was standing by the oven, wearing pot holders and an apron. She was holding a sheet pan with something on it. Allie wasn’t exactly a cook. And she didn’t generally operate appliances that didn’t text her back. What was going on?

“Yum!” I said.

Allie jumped. “I didn’t know you were home!”

“I fell asleep,” I said.

“Why?” Allie asked. She turned and looked at me carefully. “Hey, were you crying?”

It would be hard to flat-out lie, so I just fibbed. “A little. It’s nothing.” I shrugged. “What are you making?” I crossed the kitchen to take a look.

“It’s one of those Mrs. Moseby recipes you recommended. I decided to sample a few before I bothered posting it on the website. Is it something about Michael Lawrence?” The girl did not give up, ever.

As if! I thought angrily. But I wasn’t going to let Allie know that. “No . . . it’s nothing.”

She looked at me suspiciously. “Are you sure you don’t want me to talk to Will or Tommy about your crush? I know they’d be willing to put in a good word.” Allie really loved lording it over me that she knew Michael’s older brothers. Like she had all the power in my love life.

“No! Do not talk to them. If you do, I will tell Mom, and you’ll get in trouble!”

“Fine! Sheesh. Can’t blame a girl for trying!”

“Speaking of trying, can I try one of those things you’re making? What are they, anyway?”

“It’s rolled oats with molasses and dark-chocolate chunks. You can also add almonds or dried cherries or seeds or whatever, but we don’t have any of that stuff.”

Allie cut me a slice, and I blew on it then took a bite. It was delicious! Chewy, not too sweet, a little crunchy, and good for you. “Yum!” I said. It was really tasty. Maybe I could start bringing these to school so I wouldn’t need to take charity granola bars from stupid Michael Lawrence.

Allie had cut her own slice, and was chewing thoughtfully. “Pretty good,” she agreed.

“What other recipes does she have?”

“Fruit skewers, whole-wheat pretzel clusters, frozen bananas rolled in peanut butter and raisins, yogurt pops, smoothies, cereal bars . . .”

“And there are meal recipes on there, too, right?”

Allie nodded. “Yeah. We should show Mom. We could make some of the stuff for dinner.” She put down her plate, took her phone out of her apron pocket (of course), and began to text.

“What are you texting?” I asked.

“Just texting about Mrs. Moseby. People should check her out.”

“How many Buddybook friends do you have?” I asked.

Allie shrugged. “Six hundred.”

“Six hundred?!” That was an astounding number to me. I couldn’t imagine six hundred people being interested in what I had to say.

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