Picture Perfect
“My name is Harriet Manners, and I’ll always be a geek.”It’s the hilarious third book in the bestselling award-winning GEEK GIRL series!Harriet Manners knows more facts than most.She knows that New York is the most populous city in the United States.She knows that its official motto is ‘Ever Upward’.She knows that one in thirty-eight people living in the US lives there.But she knows nothing whatsoever about modelling in the Big Apple and how her family will cope with life stateside. Or ‘becoming a brand’ as the models in New York say. And even more importantly, what to do when the big romantic gestures aren’t coming your way from your boyfriend…Does geek girl go too far this time?The laugh out loud follow-up to award-winning debut GEEK GIRL and MODEL MISFIT will have you in stitches!
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2014
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Geek Girl: Picture Perfect
Text copyright © Holly Smale 2014
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Source ISBN: 9780007489480
Ebook Edition © 2014 ISBN: 9780007489497
Version: 2015-01-24
For my dad. My rock. My hero. My Richard.
Contents
model [mod-l] noun, adjective, verb
1 A standard or example for imitation or comparison
2 A representation, generally in miniature
3 An image to be reproduced
4 A person whose profession is posing for artists or photographers
5 To fashion something to be like something else.
ORIGIN from the Latin modulus: âabsolute valueâ
I know Iâm a girlfriend because I canât stop beaming. Apparently the average girl smiles sixty-two times a day, so I must be statistically stealing somebody elseâs happiness. Iâm grinning every thirty or forty seconds, minimum.
I know Iâm a girlfriend because Iâm giggling at my own jokes, singing songs I donât know the words to, hugging any animal within a hundred-metre radius and twirling round in circles with my hands stretched out every time I see a small patch of sunshine. Thanks to my brain drowning in the love chemicals phenylethylamine, dopamine and oxytocin, Iâve basically morphed into a cartoon princess.
Except one with an astronomically high phone bill and a tendency to look up âsymptoms of being in loveâ online when her boyfriend isnât looking.
Anyway, the final reason I know Iâm a girlfriend is this, written on the inside back page of my new bright purple diary:
I did it, obviously. It would be a really weird thing to doodle on someone elseâs private stationery. Thereâs a sketch of me and itâs timed and dated to commemorate the precise moment â four weeks and two days ago â that Lion Boy and I became an official item.
Thatâs right: Nick and I are finally a proper duo.
A couplet. A twosome never to be divided, like salt and pepper or cheese and tomato. We are the human versions of seahorses, who swim snout to snout and change colour to demonstrate how much they like each other, or Great Hornbills, who sing in duets together to show the world how utterly in tune they are.
And itâs changed everything.
After the Most Romantic Summer Ever together (MRSEâ¢), all thatâs left are rainbows and sunsets and good-morning texts and good-night phone calls and somebody to tell me when Iâve got chewing gum stuck to the back of my hair and Iâm gummed to the bus seat behind me.
For the first time in my entire life, I wouldnât change a single thing. There are 170 billion galaxies in the observable universe, and I wouldnât alter a jot of any of them. My life is exactly as I want it to be.
Everything is perfect.
