Stacey's Movie by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin [M. Martin, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2015-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

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“What’s wrong? I’m not good enough to be in your film?”

That was how Cokie Mason greeted us on Tuesday morning. Emily, Erica, and I were standing at my locker discussing who to interview next.

The last person we’d have thought of was Cokie. Even though she runs with a crowd of kids some might consider popular, none of us particularly likes her or her friends.

But here was the opportunity we’d been waiting for — the chance to interview someone we disliked. The three of us exchanged glances.

“We’ll interview you, Cokie,” Emily spoke up.

Judging from Cokie’s expression, this shocked her. She’d probably been expecting an argument. “Okay,” she said in a small voice.

“Meet us outside at lunchtime,” Erica told her.

“I’m not skipping lunch,” Cokie protested.

Typical Cokie. Even after we agreed to what she wanted, she gave us a hard time. “Then come after you eat,” I said.

That afternoon, she showed up fifteen minutes after lunch began. Cokie thought it would be “cool” if she sat on the back end of a car in the parking lot. She then spent almost ten minutes selecting the nicest and cleanest car. Finally, though, she was seated and ready.

“Let’s roll.” Erica signaled Pete.

“Wait, wait,” Cokie said, sliding off the car trunk.

“Cut!” Erica yelled. “What is it?”

“I forgot to fix my makeup.” Cokie dug around in her shoulder bag. We sighed and waited for her to touch up her eye shadow, liner, and lipstick in the side mirror of the car.

“You look gorgeous, now come on,” Emily prodded her as she fussed with her hair.

“Oh, all right,” Cokie replied, climbing back on the car. “You don’t understand about looking good, Emily. But it’s important to me.”

Emily shot me a look that said, Can you believe her?

I rolled my eyes in reply.

Once Cokie was seated again, I began. “So how was your morning?”

“Cool,” she replied.

“What was cool about it?”

“Everything. I mean … not school … but the rest of it was cool.”

“But all you’ve done so far is attend school,” I pointed out.

“School is just part of going to school,” she answered in the overly patient voice you’d use to explain something very obvious to a child. “There’re things like friends, and clothes, and boys, and all the stuff you do in between classes. That’s the real reason you go to school.”

“Tell us about boys,” Emily jumped in.

“Boys are people who can be jerky but who can also be adorable.” Here she shot Pete a flirtatious smile. I couldn’t believe it — he smiled back at her.

“Boys are pretty much the most important thing in the life of a middle school girl,” she continued confidently. “I, myself, am between boyfriends right now. I don’t have to be. But this time I’m holding out for a really good one. I’ve had it with the losers I’ve been dating. My next boyfriend will be ultimately cool.”

“What would make him ultimately cool?” I asked.

“The same things that make any person ultimately cool. Good looks. Nice clothes. He shouldn’t be failing school, but he shouldn’t be that excited about it either.

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