The Gossip File (The Dirt Diary)

The Gossip File (The Dirt Diary)

Anna Staniszewski

Language: English

Pages: 224

ISBN: 1492604631

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

"Holy fried onion rings! Fun from beginning to end." ―Wendy Mass, New York Times bestselling author of 11 Birthdays and The Candymakers on The Dirt Diary

The Gossip File:
• Chandra lets little kids pee in the pool.
• Melody stole $ from the café register.
• Ava isn't who she says she is...

Ava is cool. Ava is confident. Ava is really Rachel Lee who is lying her butt off.

Rachel is visiting her dad at a resort in sunny Florida and is ready for two weeks of relaxing poolside, trips to Disney World – and NOT scrubbing toilets. Until her dad's new girlfriend, Ellie, begs Rachel to help out at her short-staffed café. That's when Rachel kinda sorta adopts a new identity to impress the cool, older girls who work there. Ava is everything Rachel wishes she could be. But when the girls ask "Ava" to help add juicy resort gossip to their file, Rachel's not sure what to do...especially when one of the entries is a secret about Ellie.

Praise for award-winning Author Anna Staniszewski's The Dirt Diary series:
"Staniszewski keeps the focus on comedy... Gentle fun laced with equally gentle wisdom." –Kirkus
"Rachel's situation and feelings ring true...This realistic read is likely to appeal to middle schoolers and reluctant readers." -School Library Journal
"I LOVED it...sweet, sensitive, and delicious!" ―Erin Dionne, author of Models Don't Eat Chocolate Cookies

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smile on her face. “Ava,” she says. “I got something for you.” She pulls a small paper bag out of her pocket. “For me?” “I saw it in the gift shop and thought of you.” I can’t believe Taylor got me a present when money is so tight at her house. I open the bag and fish around until I pull out a thin chain with a—ahh! A ceramic horse’s head dangling from it! I almost shriek and drop it on the floor. What the Shrek is this? “Can you believe that necklace was on the sale rack?” Taylor says. “It

interview you?” For some reason, I find myself doing a cheesy reporter voice. His forehead wrinkles. “Why do you want to interview me?” “Well, I heard you were engaged to someone who works here, but she dumped you because of your kids.” Smooth, Rachel. Way to pour salt on his wounds. “Who told you that?” “Oh, um, someone in the kitchen. Anyway, is it true? What happened between you two?” Amir blinks at me for a second. “I’d really rather not talk about it,” he says. “She’s happy now. That’s

to be happy with my limp hair if it means never passing out in another bathroom again. I have a few minutes before I have to get ready for work, so I go sit out on the balcony with my Gossip File notes. Even this early in the morning it’s unbearably muggy out. I stare at the notes for a minute and then add to the one about Caleb. “Caleb’s dad doesn’t want him living there anymore, but Ellie’s trying to hide it.” I don’t know if that’s even gossip, but writing it down makes me furious. I hate

this festival together, but everyone is having fun. Even if there is just one sad, lonely jouster riding around on what looks like a large dog. I make my way to the catapult competition, and a huge smile spreads across my face as I see Caleb standing there proudly holding his trebuchet. He’s surrounded by five other kids who are about half his age, all clinging to blobs made out of Popsicle sticks and pipe cleaners. “Rachel!” he calls when he sees me. “I won! My trebuchet won!” I laugh and

any second. “Now, girls,” says Ellie, her voice even higher and bubblier than normal. “Remember what we talked about. After the, er, incident, it was natural for things to lag a bit, but we can’t let that get us down. There has to be a way to get this place swinging again!” “Yes, ma’am,” Carrie says in a way that makes me wonder if she’s being sarcastic. Ellie turns back to me. “If you have any problems, I’m at extension three-five-three.” Then she’s gone, and I’m left alone with two girls who

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