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Read the hilarious, candid (and sometimes not-so-nice), diaries of Jamie Kelly, who promises that everything in her diary is true — or at least as true as it needs to be.Jamie is crushing on Hudson. Someone too-gross-to-be- named is crushing on Jamie. And Hudson is crushing on . . . Princess Turd of Turdsylvania (a.k.a. The Prettiest Girl in the World). Middle school may be grim, but it's no fairy tale. And crazy doesn't even begin to cover...
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Jamie is crushing on Hudson. Someone too-gross-to-be- named is crushing on Jamie. And Hudson is crushing on . . . Princess Turd of Turdsylvania (a.k.a. The Prettiest Girl in the World). Middle school may be grim, but it's no fairy tale. And crazy doesn't even begin to cover it. Jamie Kelly writes in her diary about her crush on Mr. Prince, the new student teacher at Mackerel Middle School, and she feels certain that he is the secret admirer who is...
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Jamie and her friends Angeline and Isabella are studying "personal finance" in school, so they decide to put their heads together and come up with a way to earn serious money by creating some kind of food--the only trouble is none of them know anything about cooking.
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Jamie and her friends Isabella and Angeline start a friendly competition, but the loser will have to submit to a game of Dare or Worse Dare with Isabella, who always wins. Jamie chronicles it all in her diary, but unbeknownst to her, her writings are not as private as she thinks.
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"Dear Dumb Diary, just when I was pretty sure we could let the Student Awareness Committee quietly die a dignified death like some majestic old elephant or the Square Dancing Club, Angeline has to be aware of something. Great. And, of course, it couldn't be something interesting like nail polish or why maybe there should be a special class in nail polish and how to get it out of your beagle's ear. (Mom, if you're reading this, I'm not admitting anything....