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    Danika's Totally Terrible Toss
    Danika's Totally Terrible Toss
    Danika's Totally Terrible Toss
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    Danika's Totally Terrible Toss

    By Dannah Gresh

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    Danika McAllister has everything a 12-year-old girl could want including a seat at the popular girls' table at lunch and a shot at winning the Miss Teeny Pop crown! But the pressure of her fake, popular personality is building. She ends up exploding and tossing her mom's famous Purple Glurp dessert. It accidentally hits her lunch lady in the head and now she's in big trouble. Not only is she headed to detention, but her dreams of the Teeny Pop crown are in trouble. She learns that she needs a new circle of friends so she can be the real Danika. When her true personality emerges, she discovers that she's not a follower at all. . .and the adventures of the Secret Keeper Girl Club begin.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMoody Publishers
    Release dateOct 1, 2008
    ISBN9780802477972
    Danika's Totally Terrible Toss
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    Dannah Gresh

    Dannah Gresh lives in the mountains of Pennsylvania with her husband, Bob, their children, Robby and Lexi, and their Labradoodle, Stormie. The Greshes founded Pure Freedom, a ministry that has provided biblical retreats and teaching resources for more than 500,000 people all over the world. Dannah has appeared as a guest on programs such asFamilyLife Today, The 700 Club, and Focus on the Family.

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      CHAPTER 1

      Danika’s Purple Flurp

      Tonight I’m going to win the Miss Teeny Pop Pageant.

      There’s no easy way to explain that absurd thought except to say that I’m growing up in Marion, Ohio. It’s the Popcorn Capital of the World, and life revolves around the annual Popcorn Festival.

      Good luck tonight, Teeny Pop! mocked Chad Ferner, slamming his locker shut. Ferner was once the awkward boy I’d survived second grade square dancing with. He wasn’t so awkward anymore with his wavy chestnut hair and deep blue eyes. We have never liked each other, though, since those totally embarrassing do-si-dos.

      Here she is … he sang, waving his arms dramatically toward me to the tune of the Miss America theme song, …she’s Miss Teeny Pop! Everyone in the hallway was laughing, and I couldn’t decide if they were laughing at him or at me.

      I glared really hard until I was sure that my dark-brown Asian eyes might possibly pop from their sockets. When Ferner didn’t back off, neither did I. I leaned in to his face until I could smell the Nerds on his breath.

      Chillax, Da-neeka, Ferner said, mispronouncing my name on purpose. He always does that.

      Then, as suddenly as he disrupted my day, he slipped silently away. I watched him walk down the hall and through the big red doors that led to the microcosmic world of the Rutherford B. Hayes Middle School cafeteria.

      I opened my locker and carefully placed my Advanced Pre-Algebra textbook to the far left of the top shelf, right next to Biology for the Young Scholar. Arranging my books in alphabetical order seemed only natural to me, but Mom says it’s odd even if my IQ rivals that of Einstein. I knew he was really messy based on those famous pictures of him and his wacky hair. I didn’t want to end up like that, so I alphabetize my books … and my nail polish.

      Adjusting my bright yellow headband, I checked my look in the pink marabou-trimmed mirror hanging on the door of my locker. For a moment, I dreamed of what my black-as-night hair would look like topped by the Teeny Pop crown.

      It doesn’t matter what Chad Ferner or anyone else thinks, I want to win that crown! I thought.

      My mom entered me into my first Popcorn Festival pageant when I was six. That was the same year they found out just how smart I was, and Mom thought it would be good if she and Dad let me do something frilly and superficial to balance me out. Those were the actual words my dad used. I remember.

      So, that year I dressed up in a golden yellow dress for the modeling competition and then, like a can of Jolly Green Giant peas for the commercial presentation. I sang, Peas, say you’ll love me! It doesn’t get much more frilly or superficial than that! I got first prize in my age group, as I have every single year since then. This is the first year I’m old enough to win the big title, Miss Teeny Pop, and I want it so badly!

      After all, this year’s big prize is four front-row seats to the Alayna Rayne concert. She’s a totally fab singer who sells out concerts in minutes. Even my dad, who’s richer than Daddy Warbucks and would pay anything, hasn’t been able to get tickets. He’s tried five times. Alayna’s coming to Cleveland in two weeks and I really want those tickets.

      When I had decided that every hair was in place, I grabbed my hot pink and lime green Vera Bradley lunch bag and a brown sack out of my locker. I slammed the door and headed for the cafeteria. The brown sack had an extra-special dessert. Inside was a container filled with Mom’s legendary Purple Flurp. It’s a legend because it’s the only food to ever win the Popcorn Festival blue ribbon that didn’t have popcorn as an ingredient. It’s that good!

      Hey, Laney, I said sitting down next to the most popular girl in sixth grade, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, genetically perfect Laney Douglas. She was wearing all pink, which she says is her signature color.

      Hey, said Laney and her stuck-like-glue sidekick Riley Peterson. They always say hello in unison. If I didn’t like them, it would honestly make me toss my cookies.

      When I first stepped into the jungle of middle school, I quickly learned the first lesson of survival: you’re not defined by who you are, but by who is sitting next to you at lunchtime. That week, Rachel, Chondra, Kiley, Abigail, and Kelsey—the other regulars who are seated with us today—took a vote led by Laney and Riley. They decided I could sit with them.

      Our conversations never go any deeper than the pink clothes on Laney’s back and the topic of boys. In a crunch,

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