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Dork Diaries 5 Tales From A Not So Smart Miss Know It All Excerpt
Dork Diaries 5 Tales From A Not So Smart Miss Know It All Excerpt
THREE . . . TWO . . . ONE . . ." Mainly because last year was filled with SO much
YES, that’s correct. DEAD ∆!! Soon we were giggling hysterically and bouncing off
the walls from a major sugar buzz.
Namely . . . ME! Because if my parents find out
about this stupid stunt I’m planning to pull, they’re We were having WAAAY too much FUN painting our
going to KILL me! nails funky colors and playing TRUTH OR DARE
to watch some lame disco-ball thingy drop in Times
It all started when Chloe, Zoey, and I decided Square on TV.
to have a sleepover during our winter break from
school. “Zoey! Truth or dare?” Chloe asked, locking her
eyes on Zoey with an eager grin.
We excitedly counted down the seconds to
midnight. . . . “TEN . . . NINE . . . EIGHT . . . CHLOE, ZOEY, AND I CELEBRATE!! “Truth!” she answered.
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SOOO romantic and from my FAVE book! Okay, “Your turn, Nikki,” Zoey said, and turned to me.
who would you rather kiss, Deadly Doodle Dude or “Truth or dare?”
Hunk Finn?!"
“Oooh! I have a really good one!” Chloe exclaimed.
“Oh! That’s easy!” Zoey giggled. “I pick Hunk Finn.
He’s the sensitive artist type and supercute.” A wicked grin spread across her face as she
whispered in Zoey’s ear.
“Yeah, but Deadly Doodle Dude is so . . .
morbidly . . . beautiful and intensely . . . doodley,” Zoey’s eyes got as big as saucers. “OMG, Chloe!
Chloe gushed. Nikki is going to DIE if we ask her that!” she
shrieked through her giggles.
That’s when I almost choked on my pizza.
I scrunched up my face and nervously chewed my lip.
I know my BFF is a hopeless romantic, and I love her
to death. But sometimes I worry that her TEETH Answering a truth about a fictional guy was fun and
might be BRIGHTER than SHE is. exciting.
Crushing on a DOODLEY guy is just so . . . WRONG! But answering one about a REAL guy could be
totally EMBARRASSING.
I mean, is that even a REAL word?!
CHLOE, CHLOE,
ZOEY, AND
ZOEY,
ME,AND
EATING
ME, EATING
JUNK FOOD
JUNK FOOD And I was hoping to AVOID discussing ONE guy in
AND PLAYING
AND PLAYING
TRUTH OR
TRUTH
DAREOR DARE If I was going to create the perfect guy, he would particular, if you know what I mean.
be KIND, have a good sense of HUMOR, and be ME, MIXING UP THE INGREDIENTS TO MAKE
“I have a “Ireally
have good
a really
one!”
good
Chloe
one!”
squealed.
Chloe squealed.
“It’s “It’s adorably CUTE (just like my crush, Brandon). . . . MY DREAM GUY Which meant I didn’t have a choice.
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She tapped
Sheher chin, her
tapped in deep
chin,thought.
in deep thought. I immediately broke into a cold sweat.
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THURSDAY, JANUARY 2 You know, stuff like . . . Stealing Chloe’s overnight bag and raiding Zoey’s Taking turns SCARING ourselves to death by telling
underwear drawer while they’re both busy brushing superSPOOKY stories in the dark by flashlight.
Have you ever had a REALLY bad feeling about Crawling into my warm and cozy sleeping bag and their teeth.
something? PRETENDING to be asleep.
Then secretly stuffing everything in the freezer.
And inside your head a little voice is screaming, While my BFFs giggle uncontrollably and pour water
“NOOOOOOOO! Stop! Don't do it!" on my hand to try and make me pee my pants.
DISASTER!!
But did I listen? Of course not!
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But another
But part of me—a
another part ofvery darkvery
me—a anddark
primitive
and primitive “Um . . . Chloe . . .” I gawked at her in confusion. Suddenly my stomach felt superqueasy.
side—wanted DESPERATELY
side—wanted to get even
DESPERATELY witheven with
to get “You realize we’re not going to a costume party,
MacKenzie.
MacKenzie. right?” Only, I didn’t know if it was all the junk food I’d
eaten earlier that night, OR the fact that I was
The thought
The of being of
thought a teen
beingrebel
a teenwithrebel
a cause
with a cause “Hey! I know what I’m doing,” she assured me. “If very close to finally getting a meet-’n’-greet with
seemed soseemed
COOL.soAtCOOL.
the time,
At theanyway.
time, anyway. we get caught, do you think the cops will arrest some of my favorite rap artists who were doing time
an adorable little bunny and throw her in jail? Of in prison.
Although Although
I’d been toI’d MacKenzie’s house before,
been to MacKenzie’s house before, course not! But I’ll definitely come and visit you and
purely bypurely
accident (OMG! THAT’S
by accident a long and
(OMG! THAT’S a long and Zoey in the slammer.” As a fellow INMATE ∆!! YIKES!!
gut-wrenching story!), Istory!),
gut-wrenching didn’t realize
I didn’tshe lived she lived
realize
only a fewonlydoors
a fewdown from
doors Zoey.
down from Zoey. Okay! NOW I was starting to get a little worried. “Come on! Let’s get this done before somebody sees
us,” I whisper-shouted.
I felt a little
I felt better
a littleabout
bettertheabout
wholethe
thing knowing
whole thing knowing As we trudged through the snow to MacKenzie’s
we didn’twehave to walk
didn’t have very far very
to walk in thefardark.
in the dark. house, it was pitch-dark and eerily quiet. All we Zoey took six rolls of toilet paper out of her
could hear was the crunching of the snow underfoot backpack and tossed them to Chloe and me.
Zoey andZoeyI found
and flashlights and gathered
I found flashlights up rolls up rolls
and gathered and our heavy breathing.
of toiletofpaper.
toilet paper. Chloe and Zoey ran toward a huge tree on the left,
I had to resist the urge to turn around and run and I ran toward one on the right.
But ChloeBut
wasChloe
no help
waswhatsoever.
no help whatsoever. screaming back to my warm and safe sleeping bag.
Then we frantically tossed the toilet paper over the
She just She
sat injustfront
sat inoffront
the mirror
of thehumming “Girls “Girls
mirror humming Finally we reached MacKenzie’s house, and it was branches until the two trees looked like towering
Just WantJustto Want
Have Fun”
to HavewhileFun”
making
whileupmaking
her face to face to
up her just like I had remembered. twenty-foot mummies.
look like look
a bunny.
like a bunny.
GINORMOUS!! OMG! It was such a RUSH!! . . .
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It was the most FUN we’ve had together since . . . The front door opened, and we saw a figure walk
um, yesterday. down the sidewalk.
Suddenly the porch light flicked on ∆!! “Hurry up and go potty already, Fifi! It’s freezing
out here!” said a very familiar voice.
“OH, CRUD! Someone’s coming outside!” I shouted.
“HIDE!!” It was MACKENZIE
We quickly dove into some nearby bushes and then
cautiously peeked out.
∆!!
OH, CRUD! I'm going to have to finish writing this
diary entry later. I'm trying to vent about some
VERY personal and private stuff and my MOM just
barged into my bedroom without even knocking!
AGGGGHHHHHH! SPLAT!!
That was me BARFING!
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