The Curiosity Club: Alice Alone
210 pages
English

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When Alice Chang starts out at her new school, everything isn’t quite as rosy as she’d dreamed. First, she falls out with previous best friend, Gigi, and then she finds that the only after-school club still available is GAS (Girls Achieving at STEM) which Alice considers extremely uncool. However, with the help of an inspirational teacher and two new best friends, Alice discovers that being cool isn’t always what it looks likein teen magazines and that being yourself and being smart can be the coolest thing of all.

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Publié par
Date de parution 01 février 2022
Nombre de lectures 6
EAN13 9781913292157
Langue English
Poids de l'ouvrage 3 Mo

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Sally Harris ILLUSTRATED BY Janette Hill
Alice Alone
Sally Harris
ILLUSTRATED BY Janette Hill
Published by Wacky Bee Books Shakespeare House, 168 Lavender Hill, London, SW11 5TG, UK
ISBN: 978-1-913292-15-7
First published in the UK, 2022
Text © Sally Harris, 2022
Illustrations © Janette Hill, 2022
The rights of Sally Harris and Janette Hill to be identified as the author and illustrator of this work has been asserted by them in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the Publisher. Any person who does any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
Design by David Rose
Printed and bound by Akcent Media
www.wackybeebooks.com
Chapter One
‘Can’t you just… just… just leave me alone, Alice? Seriously! Go away!’ Gigi stood up and pushed her lunch tray away as she shouted. It slid across the shiny, metal cafeteria table and connected with my
lunch box of homemade steamed pork buns. Then the whole lot flipped off the edge of the table and straight down the front of my brand-new school dress. Piled in my lap was a combination of tomato sauce, meatballs, strands of spaghetti and buns. The sauce coated the front of my checked uniform and dripped down my legs onto my white socks. I leapt to my feet. The meatballs and steamed buns plopped to the ground, one by
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one, making a squelching noise on the polished, wooden floor of the cafeteria at St Mildred’s. All of the girls in the cafeteria stopped what they were doing and stared. It was so quiet, you could have heard a pin drop. Or at least a fork drop. In fact, I’m sure I heard a couple of them clatter onto lunch trays. With 450 pairs of eyes upon me, I did what any sensible Year 5 girl would do in this situation.
I ran. Stares and whispers filled the air as I wove in and out of the packed tables with lunch all down my front. I was halfway down the corridor before I stopped for breath. I had no idea where I was, let alone where I thought I was going. Where do you even run to when your former best friend tells you to go away and tips her lunch straight into your lap? I could feel my eyes welling up with tears as I
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replayed everything over and over in my mind. This was definitely not how I pictured the end of my very first week at St Mildred’s.
Everyone kept telling me how much I would love it. At St Mildred’s School for Girls, I mean. They said that it was such a great school, with so many opportunities for me there. Their website said they had an art club, a cooking club, chess, gardening and even a synchronised swimming team. You could take extra drama classes or
dancing or try out to join one of the many sports teams. It all sounded so exciting, and I couldn’t wait to get started. I wasn’t even worried about being the new girl in school. Sure, I know it is usually tough when you’re new and you don’t know anyone. You have got no one to be your partner in class or to hang out with you at break times or to sit with you at
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lunch. But I figured that I’d be fine because my best friend was actually coming with me. How lucky is that? Gigi Burnett and I had been friends since our first day at school five years ago. We just happened to have desks right next to each other, and we bonded quickly over a love of unicorns and a dislike of bananas. This summer, Gigi had been in France for the whole holidays. Her mother’s French, and I think she misses home a lot, so the whole family had gone back there for the summer break. Except
in France it’s winter, not summer like it is here
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in Australia. So, according to Gigi, they’d be spending the whole time with her relatives at a chalet in the mountains, skiing every day and eating baguettes and chocolate croissants when they tired of all that skiing. I hadn’t seen Gigi for a while, so I was looking forward to school starting because we had a lot to catch up on. Neither of us have a phone of our own, so we couldn’t even text each other. I’d started keeping a list in a notebook with all the things I’d done since I’d seen her last, like baking a chocolate cake, reading seventeen books and seeing the newWinnie Mermini: The World’s Smallest Mermaidfilm at the cinema. Like I said, I’d been looking forward to my first day at St Mildred’s, and it started off pretty normally. My grandmother, Nai Nai, was already cooking breakfast by the time I came downstairs
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in my new uniform. She gave me a big smile and pinched my cheeks with her hands. ‘You look so grown-up,’ she said in Chinese, as she placed a large plate on the table, piled high with fresh dumplings. ‘And you’re still growing. Eat! Eat!’ She pushed the plate towards me, ordering me to eat up. My little sister, Dorothy, was already at the table. She was wearing a navy blue polo shirt and fleece tracksuit bottoms, just like I used to wear to my old school. ‘Exciting day, girls,’ said Mum, sweeping through the kitchen and planting a kiss on both of us. She was carrying a large pile of patient files in one hand and reached out to grab a dumpling with the other. Mum’s a neurosurgeon. That’s a doctor who works on people’s brains and their nervous systems, which is how your brain sends messages to different parts of your body.
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