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Veronica rules the school.
David's starting a revolution.
It's class president election time, and no one is surprised when Veronica Pritchard-Pratt is the only name on the list. She's the most popular girl in school, a social giant who rules the campaign every single year. David, for one, is sick of the tyranny-which he says. Out loud. When Veronica hears about this, she issues a public challenge to David. With his pride on the line, David accepts his fate and enters the race.
But as the campaign wages on, and David and Veronica are also paired up for a spring musical recital, David learns this Goliath is more than just a social giant-and maybe deserves to win more than he does...
240 pages, Hardcover
First published August 4, 2015
There were three kinds of kids at Shepherd’s Vale Middle School: the populars, the unpopulars, and Riley and me. It wasn’t that we were disliked; it was that we were invisible. We could have dressed up like Splinter and Casey Jones – the costumes were two Halloweens old, but we hadn’t grown much – and no one would have noticed.
So when I saw that sign-up sheet, I didn’t stop to consider what I was going to say, just caught Riley’s eye and flicked a thumb over my shoulder.
‘Looks like it’s time for the Pritchard-Pratt’s annual coronation.’
‘But why should we have to settle for Pritchard-Pratt?’ I demanded. ‘Does she represent our views, our opinions?’
The words poured out of me like water from a backed-up toilet. I’d been gaining volume, and now most of the kids scattered around the commons were staring up – or down – at me. Their attention made me want to keep talking, talking, talking.
‘No!’ I said, raising my fist. ‘So I say it’s time we fight!’
Stronger words hadn’t been spoken since that Patrick Henry guy had said, Give me liberty, or give me death! The other kids responded by raising their fists, too, and whispering urgently to their neighbors. Hope bloomed in my chest like a helium balloon. For the first time in my life, someone was paying attention.
‘I mean, who died and made them popular?’
‘We did,’ Spencer said. ‘We talk about what clothes they wear, what songs they like to listen to, and what movies and TV shows they watch. They’re popular because we say they are.’