The Luckiest Girl (An Avon Camelot Book)

The Luckiest Girl (An Avon Camelot Book)

Beverly Cleary

Language: English

Pages: 272

ISBN: 0380728060

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Falling in Love . . .

Shelly fells as if she's living in a fantasyland. She's spending the school year in southern California, where flowers bloom in November, oranges grow on trees, and lawns are mowed in winter. When the star of the basketball team smiles at her, Shelly feels as if she's been touch by magic. Now she's about to discover the magic of falling in love!

A bittersweet story of first love from one of America's most beloved children's authors.

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Phil about his interest in girls, he answered, ‘Girls? Never heard of them.’ However, his partner, Friz Gerard, who was draped over the next garbage can, was heard to comment, ‘Except when they come from up North and take biology.’” Why, that’s me. Shelley quickly reread the paragraph. “‘Except when they come from up North and take biology.’” The words could mean only one thing—Frisbie knew that Philip liked her. And since Frisbie was Philip’s best friend and business partner, who could know him

the spotlight. “Sorry,” he said, squinting at the red indicator on the meter, “but the light meter has to read one foot-candle for each spotlight. It’s a rule.” Then he grinned. “I have to keep one step ahead of you kids.” The boys grumbled good-naturedly and went back to work. The afternoon went quickly for Shelley. Reluctantly she took off Philip’s sweater, but not before she was sure everyone had seen her wearing it. It was such wonderful fun to be part of behind-the-scenes. This had never

out. It seems only yesterday that I used to bundle you into your snowsuit and red mittens so you could run out to catch the first snowflakes.” Shelley folded the letter and returned it to its envelope. Poor Mother, she thought, she really does miss me even if I was so awful about the raincoat that day. She sounded lonely. But even if she was lonely, Shelley wished she would not write to Mavis for references and talk about Shelley’s losing her head. Shelley looked across the room at Mavis and

three more letters from home before I have to say good-bye to Hartley. When she joined Tom and his two children in packing their lunches for the next day, she thought, only ten more lunches on the lawn with Jeannie before I have to say good-bye to Hartley. When Luke and Katie argued over whose turn it was to feed the animals, Shelley counted the number of times that were left for her to hear this argument. When Katie began to talk about the last dancing class of the season, the class that was to

her love.” Mavis led the way to a battered station wagon. As they left the Vincente airport and headed toward San Sebastian, Shelley settled back for her first look at California from the ground. In that spot California was flat and brown, shimmering in the heat, and not at all what Shelley had expected, although exactly what she had expected she did not know. Something lush and tropical, perhaps. Mavis pointed to a row of towering trees and identified them as eucalyptus. Shelley noticed that

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