MacKenzie Hollister was standing over them, her phone angled down like a sniper’s scope. “Well, well,” she cooed, flipping her blonde extensions. “Breaking copyright laws, Nikki? Or just stealing library property? Either way, it’s very dorky.”
“You’re right, MacKenzie,” Nikki said, standing up. She grabbed a dry-erase marker from the whiteboard. “We’re terrible rule-breakers. We deserve… public shaming.” dork diaries books new
Nikki’s face flushed as red as the book’s glittery lettering. If MacKenzie posted a photo of them with the advanced copy, the publisher might recall it. Worse, their secret reading fort would be discovered. MacKenzie Hollister was standing over them, her phone
She didn’t laugh. But she didn’t scream, either. She just stared at the doodle, then at the book, and for a split second, her sneer softened into something almost like… curiosity. Or just stealing library property
But as Nikki stared at MacKenzie’s smug face, a line from page one-seventy-two echoed in her head: “Sometimes, the best way to deal with a bully isn’t to fight back. It’s to make them laugh… at themselves.”
