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    Leo the Lioness
    Leo the Lioness
    Leo the Lioness
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    Leo the Lioness

    By Constance C. Greene

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    Tibb is a Leo—and Leos are as fierce as they come

    Thirteen-year-old Tibb knows she has the best sign of the zodiac. People born under the sign of Leo the Lion are strong and forceful, and Tibb more than lives up to the reputation. Her aversion to “phonies” makes her question her sister’s sudden obsession with boys. And now it’s happening to her best friend, Jennifer, too.

    Tibb couldn’t care less—a lioness like her doesn’t need boys or phonies to get by. But when even her beloved babysitter seems to be falling below Tibb’s standards, she starts to think that maybe no one can measure up to her ideals.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOpen Road Media
    Release dateJan 27, 2015
    ISBN9781504000963
    Leo the Lioness
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    Constance C. Greene

    Constance C. Greene was the author of over twenty highly successful children’s and young adult novels, including the ALA Notable Book A Girl Called Al, Al(exandra) the Great, Getting Nowhere, and Beat the Turtle Drum, which is an ALA Notable Book, an IRA-CBC Children’s Choice, and the basis for the Emmy Award–winning after-school special Very Good Friends.

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      Leo the Lioness - Constance C. Greene

      1.

      Tibb, you are a slob, my sister Nina said.

      I didn’t answer her. It was not the kind of remark that required an answer.

      She has called me worse things.

      She thinks she’s so much just because, all of a sudden, boys call her up on the telephone. Not just one boy but two.

      Why not? She was fifteen last May. It is about time. She is a Gemini. That is the third sign of the zodiac and it means twins. She also has a split personality. Which means she is either up or down but never in between.

      That is true. If she is in an up mood, she is sweet and smiling and pleasant. If she is in a down one, beware! That is all I can say. Beware.

      She had been in a down mood for quite a few days until these boys called her. One she knew because he was in her French class. The other, named Tiger Jones, if you can bear it, had seen her at the beach and found out her name from a friend of a friend. Any boy who actually calls himself Tiger with a straight face I could not give the time of day to, but we are different, Nina and I.

      Anyway, I think she had about given up hope. About boys calling her, that is. But then my mother broke down and bought her a bikini. She says it’s a bikini but it’s the biggest bikini I’ve ever seen.

      You can hardly even see her belly button.

      I don’t call that much of a bikini, but people believe what they want to believe. The capacity for self-deception in people is really amazing. It is especially strong in Geminians, or whatever you call them.

      She also bought some stuff to streak her hair with. Her hair is quite nice, sort of a dirty blond, like mine, but she wanted to streak it. All the kids she knows are streaking theirs.

      Not only that, but she said she had to buy a bigger bra. She doesn’t look any different to me. She was about to send away to one of those courses they advertise in magazines, showing a woman BEFORE, who looks O.K. to me, then she takes this course and AFTER she looks like a sex symbol. Those are not my words. That’s what they call women with big chests, sex symbols.

      My mother said the AFTER picture made the woman look like a nursing mother.

      My mother can be quite earthy at times.

      I don’t understand what all this fuss about bosoms is. I know kids in my class who stuff their bras with Kleenex so they’ll look like sex symbols. If they only knew. The Kleenex looks all lumpy and bumpy and wouldn’t fool a baby.

      I myself do not have a figure. I probably never will. I have grown almost three inches in the last year and I will not be fourteen until August. I am a Leo. That is the best sign of the zodiac. Leo the Lion is king of the beasts and people born under this sign are very strong, forceful, steadfast, and practically everything good.

      Be glad you are tall, my mother said. It is far better to be tall than to be short. You will notice that all fashion models are tall and slender. Just remember to stand up straight; never hunch your shoulders and pretend you are shorter. Stand straight and throw your shoulders back and hold your head up. I envy you.

      It is interesting to note that when my mother stands as tall as she is able, she comes to my ear. She wears a size six shoe. I wear an eight. My hands are also large. I would say enormous but I have been accused of exaggerating by too many people, so I will stick to large. I drop things when I am nervous and even when I’m not. I stumble over chairs and couches and stuff like that. Even when I’m careful I do.

      The last time my grandmother came to visit, I slopped tea in the saucer and on her and spilled a whole plate of cookies in her lap. She said, Don’t worry, Tibb, it’ll wash right out, and when I went to get a sponge to clean the mess up, I heard her say, She is just like a young colt.

      She didn’t mean to hurt my feelings but I went out to the kitchen and cried anyway. It is sort of interesting to watch yourself in the mirror when you cry. People are so ugly when they cry. I am particularly so. My nose gets red and swells up and my face gets even more spotted and my eyelids puff up. I am hideous.

      I have always wanted a colt of my own. My father said he would buy me one if we ever moved to a place where we had room.

      That’ll be never.

      If you can’t own a colt, I’ve decided, you might as well be like one.

      2.

      Nina and I fight a lot. We didn’t use to. As a matter of fact, we were good friends when we were little. We played secret games and had secret signs that nobody else understood. I used to let her come into my bed when there was a thunderstorm. We are only a little more than a year apart and my mother used to dress us alike. People mistook us for twins, which we sometimes pretended to be. Now when I remind Nina of this, she makes a gagging sound and says, You and me! Twins! You must be out of your mind.

      She has a rather unfortunate personality

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