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    Star of the Show
    Star of the Show
    Star of the Show
    Ebook84 pages55 minutes

    Star of the Show

    By Nette Hilton

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    Serena Sweetmay is Perfect. Serena Sweetmay is beautiful and clever; she's good at school, is always chosen for the best parts in any activity, and so when Aimee’s class is selected to perform the school’s Christmas play, everyone knows exactly who’s going to be the star of the show. But for once, just once, Aimee wants to shine, and to do that she has to out-angel the perfect Serena Sweetmay. Luckily though, she has a plan, so nothing can go wrong. Can it?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherUniversity of Queensland Press
    Release dateNov 27, 2015
    ISBN9780702242755
    Star of the Show
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    Nette Hilton

    Nette Hilton is an award-winning writer of children’s literature -- from early childhood stories to novels for older readers. The Web was named a Children’s Book Council Honour Book in 1992; Living Next to Lulah was a CBCA Notable Book in 2007.

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      Star of the Show - Nette Hilton

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      It’s not fair.

      I’ve put up with Serena Sweetmay all my life. I’ve put up with her in preschool when everyone used to say how lovely she was. And how polite.

      I’ve put up with her in Year 1 when she got picked to present the flowers to the lady who came from the Council. Serena got to hand them over in front of the whole town and everyone clapped and cheered and said how lovely she looked in her little blue dress.

      It was enough to make you sick.

      I’ve put up with her in Year 2 when she was chosen to dance in the front line of the concert in a lollipop dress with big bobbly buttons on the front. Everyone clapped and cheered and the rest of us in our brown chocolate lolly wrappers didn’t even get noticed. We were supposed to be the funny ones.

      I’ve put up with her in Year 3 when she wore her golden curls tugged up in a ponytail that tumbled down her back and showed off the dimples in her soft, pink cheeks. She smiled a lot in Year 3 because Mr Phillips told her she was the only girl he’d ever taught with dimples in her cheeks. I reckoned he should have filled them with blu-tak. She never smiled at us unless she wanted something, like a visit to our granny’s if our granny lived in a good place with a swimming pool or something.

      And now, I have to put up with her coming to my place on Saturday afternoon.

      ‘How come?’

      ‘Don’t be like that, Aimee,’ Mum said while she zipped around trying to get our lunches into their lunchboxes and shoes on Roly’s feet at the same time. Roly’s only two and goes to daycare while Mum’s at work. I don’t think it’s very hygienic pushing sandwiches with one hand and Roly’s foot with the other. ‘Here, finish doing your lunches while I fix Roly.’

      I packed the boxes and put a couple of extra rollups in mine for recess. ‘One of those will be quite enough, Aimee.’

      I reckon my mum’s got eyes in the back of her head.

      I took one out. ‘How come Serena’s coming on Saturday?’

      ‘Because she is.’ She said. ‘I know she can be a bit tricky but it’s not for long. Heavens, you’ve been in the same classes forever. Surely one more afternoon isn’t going to make too much difference.’

      I wished I could send her somewhere else.

      For most of the year in Year Four Serena has been sent off to deliver messages or take visitors to the office. Sometimes I think Miss Everest is glad to get rid of her—she sends her on so many errands.

      Serena doesn’t think so. ‘She’ll always choose me,’ she said when Javin reckoned it was time for him to have a turn. He never gets chosen because he never comes back. ‘I always remember to knock and say excuse me and smile, and I always get the message right. It makes Miss Everest look good.’

      I thought Miss Everest looked good anyway, except for the days when she’s bawling out Javin, but she doesn’t do it for very long. And her cheeks look nice when they’re all red.

      ‘My mother’s a teacher,’ Serena said when I told her Miss Everest was all right. ‘And so I know the way teachers think.’

      ‘She drives me nuts,’ I told Mum, who’d dumped Roly on the floor and was tearing around trying to find her keys. ‘N.U.T.S.’

      I made a couple of loopy circles around my ears and lolled my tongue out one side of my mouth.

      Roly shrieked. I crossed my eyes and made drooling noises.

      Roly shrieked a little louder.

      ‘Come on, you two,’ Mum said, skidding us out the door and into the car. Dad walked around the side of the house to help her bundle us in. He left the car that he was getting ready to sell standing with its bonnet open like a patient waiting for the dentist to start drilling.

      ‘Have a good day, you lot.’ He grinned when I told him about the car being in a dentist’s chair. ‘That car will have its teeth fixed in time for Christmas,’ he said. ‘And then we’ll have enough money for something super special!’

      ‘I’ll believe it when I see it,’ Mum said, but she was laughing. She checked her hair in the rear-vision mirror and then checked that her lipstick was okay. She blew Dad a kiss and

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