Sydney Mackenzie Knocks 'Em Dead

Sydney Mackenzie Knocks 'Em Dead

by Cindy Callaghan


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ISBN-13: 9781481465694
Publisher: Aladdin
Publication date: 03/07/2017
Pages: 256
Product dimensions: 5.80(w) x 8.50(h) x 0.90(d)
Age Range: 9 - 12 Years

About the Author

Cindy Callaghan is the author of the middle grade novels Lost in London, Lost in Paris, Lost in Rome, Lost in Ireland (formerly titled Lucky Me), Lost in Hollywood, the award-winning Sydney Mackenzie Knocks ’Em Dead, Just Add Magic (which is now a breakout streaming original series), and its sequel Potion Problems. She lives in Wilmington, Delaware.

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Sydney Mackenzie Knocks ’Em Dead * chapter one *
EVEN THOUGH I HATED VAMPIRES and just about anything scary, I’d seen Fangs for You five times.

“I loved it more than last week,” my best friend, Leigh, said.

“Me too—Emiline was amazing,” I agreed. “Totally amazing!” I dreamed of being exactly like fifteen-year-old Hollywood sweetheart Emiline Hunt someday. Someday soon. I could see it now: I walk down the red carpet, blinded by camera flashes. My name is in big, bright lights—Fangs for Me : Starring Sydney Mackenzie.

Back in the real world, Leigh and I pushed open the tinted-glass door of the Regal Cinema LA.

“So what now?” Leigh asked.

“You know what would make this day even more perfect? If we went for some froyo!”

“Yes!” Leigh said. “That is a fab idea.”

We walked to Christina’s Frogurt, our favorite place for fab froyo. Christina’s had the best flavors, including California Colada, Leigh’s fave, and Satiny Red Velvet Cake, my ultimate. As we walked, I checked my phone for messages.

That’s when the unthinkable happened. A kid on a skateboard bumped into me and knocked it out of my hand. In slow motion it fell to the ground, crashed, bounced, and landed in three pieces.

[Pause for dramatic effect.]

“Sorry,” he called as he boarded away. But sorry wasn’t going to help. I’d spent months secretly cat-sitting to earn enough money for that phone.

“No biggie,” Leigh said. Of course it wasn’t a biggie to Leigh. She had her dad’s gold Amex for “emergencies.” I carried around my mom’s expired card for show. “We’ll go to the Apple Store after this and get you a new one.”

“That’s okay,” I said. “I want the new one that isn’t out yet. I totally have to have it.”

“Oh yeah. Me too,” she said. “But what will you use until then?”

I held the three pieces. “This doesn’t look bad. Jim can probably fix it.” Jim is my dad, and he is the most unhandy person in the world.

“If he can’t, I think I have my old one in a drawer somewhere. You can totally have it.” Leigh always shared her stuff with me.

We got our yogurt and ate at an outside table.

Leigh forgot about my phone, but I worried that without it I’d be a social outcast, which was something I couldn’t afford.

Wearing big hide-my-face-because-I’m-ultra-popular-and-don’t-want-to-be-recognized sunglasses, we pored over the latest issue of Teen Dream magazine, the one with Emiline Hunt on the cover.

Leigh pointed to a dress. “Your strappy Guess sandals would look good with that.”

“Totally.” The sandals weren’t actually Guess. Leigh had assumed they were, and I didn’t correct her.

I glanced at my watch. “I have to get home. My yoga instructor is coming to the house at five.” It was really Roz’s (aka my mom’s) yoga instructor, who I pretended was mine, and he wasn’t coming today. I actually had to check on the neighborhood cats. Things had changed for my family as business at our sporting goods stores slowed down: I started a secret cat-sitting business and lied to keep up appearances with Leigh, while Jim let the country club membership go and skipped a weekender in Baja with his friends. But Roz had more trouble acclimating to the Mackenzies’ new financial status. In fact, she hadn’t acclimated. “Things will turn around,” she kept saying.

“I thought yoga was Wednesdays,” Leigh said.

I dotted gloss onto my lips. “I needed an extra session this week. You know, to relax.”

“I get that. Eighth grade is totally high pressure.”

“So high,” I agreed, untangling myself from my web of lies. I grabbed a bus home with no idea that my parents were about to drop a bomb that would destroy my sunny, silver-screeny, thrilling, froyo, medium-popular world in Southern California.

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KellifromCT More than 1 year ago
Humor + Suspense = Perfect Tween Read! My daughter has been a fan of Ms. Callaghan's books since she first read "Just Add Magic" in the 5th grade. Having devoured the entire "Lost in . . ." series throughout her middle school years, she was thrilled to pick up a copy of the author's latest offering, "Sydney Mackenzie Knocks 'Em Dead." This book did not disappoint! It was the perfect combination of humor, mystery, friendship and heart. My daughter couldn't put it down! Now, her younger brothers have decided to read it as well. I highly recommend this book (and others by this author) for 8-14 year old boys and girls. The age-appropriate themes, humor and suspense will keep young readers engaged to the very end.