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What do Katie-Rose, Yasaman, Milla, and Violet have in common? Other than being named after flowers, practically nothing. Katie-Rose is a film director in training. Yasaman is a computer whiz. Milla is third in command of the A list. And Violet is the new girl in school. Theyre fab girls, all of them, but they sure arent friends. And if evil queen bee Medusascuse me, Modessahas her way, they never will be. But this is the beginning of a new school year, when anything can happen and social worlds can collide . . . Told in Lauren Myracles inventive narrative stylehere a fresh mix of instant messages, blog posts, screenplay, and straight narrativeLuv Ya Bunches has been called enticing by Publishers Weekly and received a starred review from Booklist, which called it a fun, challenging, and gently edifying story.

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Publié par	ABRAMS BOOKS
Date de parution	18 avril 2011
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781613120217
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	3 Mo

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Like the flowers they are named after . . . these are the kind of memorable
characters you want to gather close. - Instructor magazine
Myracle displays a shining awareness of and sensitivity to the highly
textured society of tween girls. - Booklist , starred review
I really liked Luv Ya Bunches . I liked it even better than Lauren Myracle s
others, and that s saying a lot! -Kaylin
I just read Luv Ya Bunches and I looooooove it! Now my two best friends
are reading it! -April
I felt like I could really relate to it, and I was so happy to find a book
about pre-teen girl friend problems. I really loved it!!! -Brianna
I just looove Luv Ya Bunches and how it has IMing in it, but for kids my
age!!! It has all the real pressures of school, but the power of friendship wins. Yay!!! - Luv Ya Bunches Luver
I come from a pretty ethnic, religious family, just like Yasaman, and I
wanted to thank you for depicting her life so well. For a girl who actually does wear a headscarf to school (yup! that s ME!!), her experiences are a lot like mine, and I LOVED the book. Can t wait to read the next! -Habiba (which means the loved one !)
I DID NOT like to read, but I solemnly swore to read 50 pages of
Luv Ya Bunches , and guess what? I did and . . . I LOVED IT!!!!!!!! It is my world now. I am like all of the girls: Yasaman because she is spazzy, Katie-Rose because she is so funny and doesn t go with the crowd, Violet because I would be afraid to give Tally the turtle back, too, and Milla because she has an awesome style. I LOVE it!!!! Thank you for bringing it into my world. *angels sing hallelujah* -Andrea
ALSO BY LAUREN MYRACLE
Violet in Bloom: A Flower Power Book
Bliss
Rhymes with Witches
ttyl
ttfn
18r, g8r
bff
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Thirteen Plus One
Peace, Love, and Baby Ducks
Let It Snow: Three Holiday Romances
(with John Green and Maureen Johnson)
How to Be Bad
(with E. Lockhart and Sarah Mylnowski)

PUBLISHER S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
The Library of Congress has cataloged the hardcover edition of this book as follows:
Myracle, Lauren, 1969- Luv ya bunches / by Lauren Myracle. p. cm. Summary: Four friends named Katie-Rose, Yasaman, Camilla, and Violet navigate the ups and downs of fifth grade. Told through text messages, blog posts, screenplay, and straight narrative. ISBN 978-0-8109-4211-0 (Harry N. Abrams, Inc.) [1. Friendship-Fiction. 2. Schools-Fiction.] I. Title. II. Title: Love ya bunches. III. Title: Luv ya bunches. PZ7.M9955Lu 2009 [Fic]-dc22 2009012585
Paperback ISBN 978-0-8109-8982-5
The text in this book is set in 11-point The Serif Light. The display typefaces are Annabelle, Chalet, FMRustlingBranches, RetrofitLight, Shag, and TriplexSans .
Text copyright 2009 Lauren Myracle Book design by Maria T. Middleton
Originally published in hardcover in 2009 by Amulet Books, an imprint of ABRAMS. This edition published in 2010. All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the publisher. Amulet Books and Amulet Paperbacks are registered trademarks of Harry N. Abrams, Inc.
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(Shot from Katie-Rose s sunshine-yellow video camera)
FADE IN:
EXTERIOR KATIE-ROSE S HOUSE-BACKYARD SUNDAY AFTERNOON
KATIE-ROSE (off-screen)
Wave at the camera, Max! Say hi!
MAX, a ten-year-old wearing glasses, sits solidly on a rope hammock, his feet planted on the ground.
MAX
Katie-Rose, I already said hi. I m not saying hi again. And why are you filming me?
KATIE-ROSE
(exasperated)
Because . We have gone over this, Max.
Max s expression doesn t change AT ALL. It is freaky how the boy can be utterly without nerves on such a nervous-making day.
MAX
Oh. Right. It s our last day of summer, so you re filming it.
KATIE-ROSE
Not just our last day of summer. Our last day before fifth grade , Max. We ll be fifth graders-do you not get how BIG this is? And we need to practice your social skills so you won t be stuffed in a locker, kay?
MAX
You ve been watching too much Nickelodeon. We don t even have lockers at Rivendell.
KATIE-ROSE
Well, you still need to practice how not to be socially awkward, and how can I give you tips if you don t let me film you?
Max shakes his head. His hair, which is chlorine-bleached and puffy, is in desperate need of a trim. How is it that boys can t see these things about themselves? He s even wearing pink argyle socks pulled straight up . How can Max not know that pink argyle socks pulled straight up spells W-R-O-N-G?
MAX
Guys don t need social skills, Katie-Rose. We just talk about Pok mon. Or dominoes. Like the elusive reverse domino effect, which I ve been working on for a year, and which I still haven t mastered.
KATIE-ROSE
Oh good Lord in heaven, this is worse than I thought.
MAX
Want me to tell you what the elusive reverse domino effect is?
KATIE-ROSE
No.
MAX
It s the opposite of how dominoes normally fall. Instead of each domino falling forward and knocking over the next, a revermino is when the dominoes get tripped from the bottom and collapse backward.
KATIE-ROSE s expression can t be seen on the film, as she s the one behind the camera. Nonetheless, it s a fair assumption that she radiates a complete lack of enthusiasm.
MAX
Like, okay, imagine you re a domino.
KATIE-ROSE
I m not a domino.
MAX
In a normal setup, the domino behind you would fall forward and knock you over, so that you land on your nose.
KATIE-ROSE
Unless I put my hands out to catch myself. I would put my hands out, Max. Sheesh.
MAX
Only, dominoes don t have hands. But, in a revermino-
KATIE-ROSE
Stop talking about dominoes! Agggg ! You are being SO ANNOYING!!!
KATIE-ROSE SHUTS THE CAMERA OFF.
Lowering it to her side, she marches over to Max on the hammock and shoves his thigh with her hip. This means scooch , and Max obeys. Max pretty much always obeys Katie-Rose, because:
a) Katie-Rose is a bossy-boots;
b) Katie-Rose could beat him up in less time than it takes to slurp down an Orange Dream Machine Jamba Juice, even though Katie-Rose is tiny; and
c) Max is just the obeying sort. Or maybe the agreeable sort. Either way, he scoots.
As Katie-Rose wiggles onto the weathered rope cords of the hammock, she says, Max, lie down. No, over- No , your head at that end, stupidhead.
Stupidhead, when Katie-Rose says it, isn t actually intended as an insult. Or not as a mean insult, not when she says it to Max. Katie-Rose and Max have been friends since the dawn of time. Friends like that can call each other stupidhead.
But if Medusa called Katie-Rose stupidhead ? That would not be fine. In fact, it would be so far from fine that if fine were here in Thousand Oaks, California-where Katie-Rose and Medusa live-then the un-fine would be way off at the coldest, icebergiest pinnacle of the North Pole. That s how far from fine it would be.
Katie-Rose is anti-Medusa. Medusa, whose real name is Modessa, is equally anti-Katie-Rose. But, lucky them! They both go to Rivendell Elementary School! They get to see each other every day!!!!!
Katie-Rose sighs, and the hammock sighs with her, rocking Max off balance.
Whoa, he says, gripping the sides.
Sorry, Katie-Rose says. But seriously, she really hopes Medusa doesn t end up in Ms. Perez s class. It s bad enough Katie-Rose has to go to school with her. Do they have to be in the same class, too?
Katie-Rose is also afraid she ll slip up and call Modessa Medusa to her face one day. Oh, man, that would be bad.
Max jostles to get better situated, and his pink-socked feet end up inches from Katie-Rose s face. She wrinkles her nose.
Max? she says.
Yes?
You need to change socks.
Max flexes his feet. I do?
You do. And, not to be rude, but . . .
Max waits.
Katie-Rose blows air out of her mouth and gazes straight up. The sky is so blue, it s translucent. She d like to film that sky one day-but not now.
The thing is, Max, Pok mon is not interesting. To me. Or to any girl at Rivendell except maybe Natalia Totenburg.
Natalia played Pok mon Battle Revolution for twelve hours straight, Max says admiringly. She would have played longer, but her mom made her quit.
And dominoes are kind of interesting -Katie-Rose has seen the complicated courses Max sets up, with twists and turns and sometimes even marbles that roll down chutes to trigger the next part of the formation- but not to the people who matter.
Max furrows his brow. I don t know what that means.
Of course you don t , Katie-Rose thinks. She feels defeated already, and only partly because she knows that, really, all people matter. But the person who matters to her, the girl she wants to become friends with . . . Well, Katie-Rose feels sure Milla wouldn t go all googly-eyed over the elusive-reverse-whatever.
And maybe Katie-Rose isn t worried about Max s social life.
Maybe she s worried about her own.
Her body grows heavy. Max is a good friend, but he s a boy. She wants a friend who s a girl, who she can do girl things with. Fun girl things, not dumb girl things. And who wouldn t snicker if Katie-Rose had unpolished nails, or wore her knit cap pulled down low. After all, shouldn t people be allowed to wear whatever they want? And if someone thinks nail polish is gross and smells li