Allie Finkle's Rules for Girls: Stage Fright by Meg Cabot

Author:Meg Cabot [Cabot, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-04-14T16:00:00+00:00

RULE #7

No One Likes a Sore Winner

“I hate her,” Sophie said after Cheyenne had stormed off.

“No, you don’t,” Erica, always the peacemaker, said. “It’s wrong to say you hate people. Even Cheyenne.”

Except that I didn’t think so. And neither did Sophie, it turned out.

“I still hate her,” Sophie said. “If she gets the part of Princess Penelope, I’m transferring to a different school.”

Oh, no! Did this mean if I got the part, Sophie would transfer?

“What if Dominique gets it?” I asked carefully, as an experiment.

“She won’t get it,” Sophie said with a sniff. “Her audition stank.”

Uh-oh. This was terrible. If Mrs. Hunter gave me the part—and she was probably going to—one of my best friends was going to stop being my best friend, and maybe even transfer to another school! Oh, why had I even listened to Uncle Jay and auditioned for Princess Penelope in the first place? Uncle Jay gave the worst advice of all time. Well, some of the time.

It was right after that that the bell rang to show it was time to line up to go inside. As we got into our lines, Mrs. Hunter noticed me looking at her, and she smiled. I thought this must mean I got the part of Princess Penelope, but my hopes were crushed when all Mrs. Hunter said was, “I saw your mother last night on television, Allie. She was wonderful.”

Wonderful! Mrs. Hunter thought my mother had been wonderful on TV! And she’d said so in front of the whole class! So loudly that Joey Fields went, “Your mom was on TV, Allie? Why didn’t you tell me?” And Stuart Maxwell tried to snatch my scarf off and throw it down the stairwell as we were going up the stairs, but Rosemary caught it just in time and gave it back to me.

“Your mom was good,” Rosemary said. “But her eyes looked kinda funny.”

I stared at her. “What?”

“Her eyes looked funny,” Rosemary said. “Like a mouse or something.”

“They did not,” I said.

“All right,” Rosemary said. “I’m just saying. There’s nothing wrong with mice.”

What was Rosemary talking about? My mother looked nothing like a mouse. Okay, maybe she looked prettier in real life than she had on TV. But everyone did. I looked different in mirrors than I did in my school photos, didn’t I (usually better, since school photographers always seem to catch me smiling all goofy)?

Anyway, Mrs. Hunter saying my mother looked wonderful on TV was a good sign that I’d gotten the part of Princess Penelope. I mean, wasn’t it? Otherwise, wouldn’t she have just said my mom had done a good job or been nice or whatever? Wonderful means delightful, which is like joy, and Mrs. Hunter had once said I was a joy to have in the classroom. So that’s practically like saying I got the part.

Then Mrs. Hunter was asking us to please take our seats, that she had an announcement to make. We all knew what that meant:

She was going to announce the cast list for Princess Penelope in the Realm of Recycling.

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