Like Carrot Juice on a Cupcake

BOOK: Like Carrot Juice on a Cupcake
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PUBLISHER’S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Sternberg, Julie.
Like carrot juice on a cupcake / by Julie Sternberg ; illustrations by Matthew Cordell.
pages cm
Sequel to: Like bug juice on a burger.
Summary: “A new girl at school throws nine-year-old Eleanor’s relationship with her best friend Pearl into disarray” — Provided by publisher.
ISBN 978-1-4197-1033-9
[1. Novels in verse. 2. Best friends—Fiction. 3. Friendship—Fiction. 4. Schools—Fiction.] I. Cordell, Matthew, 1975– illustrator. II. Title.
PZ7.5.S74Lg 2014
[Fic]—dc23
2013023276

Text copyright © 2014 Julie Sternberg
Illustrations copyright © 2014 Matthew Cordell
Book design by Jessie Gang

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FOR MY PAUL
–J. S.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER NINETEEN

CHAPTER TWENTY

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

CHAPTER THIRTY

I did a mean thing.

A very mean thing.

To a new girl AND

to my best friend.

I HATE that I did it.

But I did.

This is worse than

carrot juice on a cupcake

or a wasp on my pillow

or a dress that’s too tight at the neck.

I hope you never do anything that mean.

I really do.

It all started one Monday morning in April

when our fourth-grade teacher,

Mrs. Ramji,

made a special announcement.

She was standing near her desk,

beside a girl I’d never seen before.

That girl wore sparkly clothes

and a headband with a big bow.

“We have a new student!” Mrs. Ramji said.

“This is Ainsley Biggs.

She just moved here, from Orlando!”

“Orlando!”
my best friend, Pearl, whispered to me,

from the desk beside mine.

“How
magical
.”

I heard other kids whisper, “Disney!”

And then the boy who sits behind me,

Nicholas Rigby,

started humming the Disney song

“It’s a Small World.”

He hummed and hummed,

just loud enough for me to hear.

“Shh!” I told him.

I turned and glared at him, too.

Because Nicholas Rigby is always

getting us in trouble.

Plus, I knew I’d never get that song out of my head.

“Doesn’t Ainsley look like a present?”

Pearl whispered to me.

“A shiny present, too pretty to unwrap?”

(Pearl talks like a poet sometimes.)

“She
does
look like a present!” I whispered back.

I started wondering

whether
I
ever wanted to look like a present.

Before I could decide,

Mrs. Ramji turned the lights off

and on again

to get our attention.

“Class 4A!” she said.

“Please settle down!

You’re not behaving your best for Ainsley.

We need to make her feel welcome!

It’s not easy,

starting a new school so late in the year.”

Then Mrs. Ramji said,

“Pearl!”

Pearl sat up straighter,

and I did, too.

Because maybe she was in trouble.

But Mrs. Ramji told Pearl,

“I would like you to move your desk

closer to Eleanor’s, please.”


Closer
to Eleanor’s?” Pearl asked.

“Yes,” Mrs. Ramji said.

“Actually, everyone in that row,

move a little

to make space for Ainsley’s desk,

on the other side of Pearl.”

“Yay! Closer to you!”

Pearl whispered to me,

and we grinned at each other

as everyone in our row

started making space for Ainsley.

After we’d finished

and I’d sat back down,

a wadded-up ball of paper flew

through the air

and landed on my desk.

I knew exactly

what that flying paper was.

I opened it up

and smoothed it out.

Sure enough, Nicholas Rigby had drawn me a picture.

This one showed me on a roller coaster

in Orlando,

with my arms in the air

and my hair blowing in crazy directions.

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