{"product_id":"i-so-dont-do-mysteries","title":"I So Don't Do Mysteries","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e Summy, Barrie\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eBrand:\u003c\/b\u003e Yearling\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eColor:\u003c\/b\u003e Other\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eEdition:\u003c\/b\u003e Illustrated\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eBinding:\u003c\/b\u003e paperback\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Illustrated\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eNumber Of Pages:\u003c\/b\u003e 264\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eRelease Date:\u003c\/b\u003e 10-11-2009\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003ePart Number:\u003c\/b\u003e FBA-|318795\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eDetails:\u003c\/b\u003e Product Description      \u003cbr\u003e\nLaughs, ghosts, and a lip-gloss-loving teen sleuth!Sherry (short for Sherlock) Holmes Baldwin is spending spring break in California with her best friend, Junie. She can’t wait to hang out in the sun, hit the mall, and spend time with cutie-pie Josh.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nThen . . . a freaky change of plans. Sherry’s mom, a cop killed in the line of duty, contacts her. Not only is she a ghost, she’s a ghost in danger of flunking out of the Academy of Spirits, and she needs Sherry’s help. Unless she solves an important mystery in San Diego, she’ll be banished to an afterlife for ghost failures!\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nIf Sherry wants to be a normal seventh grader (as in, one who doesn’t communicate with ghosts), she can’t tell anybody about her mom—or what she has to do. Not her brother, not Junie, and especially not Josh. It’s up to Sherry alone to save the day. Except . . . she\u003cbr\u003e\nso doesn’t do mysteries.\u003cbr\u003e\n      About the Author      \u003cbr\u003e\nBarrie Summy lives in California with her husband and their four children. Please visit her at www.barriesummy.com.\u003cbr\u003e\n      Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.      \u003cbr\u003e\nChapter 1\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nYikes.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nI slam my hand down on the paper.\u003cbr\u003e\nSucking in a deep breath, I peek under my palm.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nYikes again.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nA fat red F shimmers before my eyes, its wide arms swaying, mocking me, calling me lame names.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"How'd you do, Sherry?\" the always-gets-an-A nerd behind me asks.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nScrunching my paper into a ball, I say, \"Just peachy.\" Then I stand and swing my backpack over my shoulder. \"I know more about genetics than I could ever use in this lifetime.\" Even with an F, I figure this is true.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nNerd asks, \"What'd you get on the essay question?\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nThere was an essay question? It's so time to blow this formaldehyde stink hole. I shuffle down the aisle, the backs of my flip-flops slap-slapping my heels. As I pass the wastepaper basket, I drop my test in.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nThen I give a mighty shove to the heavy metal classroom door. With a groan, it swings open onto the breezeway and fresh Phoenix air.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nThud.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"Ow!\" a male voice says.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nUh-oh. That doesn't sound good.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nI look behind the door.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nAck. Major tragedy. I just door-whacked Josh Morton, the coolest, cutest eighth grader at Saguaro Middle School. In Arizona. Quite possibly in the entire Southwest. I've only been nonstop crazy about Josh since September, when I spotted him in a very small Speedo at a water polo game.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nHunched over and leaning against the stucco wall, he's holding a hand against his nose and groaning.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"I'm sorry, really sorry, really,\" I babble. \"I just flunked a test and was kind of taking out my frustration on the door.\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"Yeah?\" He gives me a slight smile--well, more like a big grimace. Then, with a gorgeous shoulder, he gestures toward the door. \"Science?\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"Yeah.\" I shrug. \"Like that's even useful.\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"I hear you.\" Behind his hand, Josh sniffs.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"You okay? Can I do anything?\" I can't believe I attacked Josh Morton with a door. I can't believe I, a seventh grader, am finally talking to him. Nervously twirling a few strands of hair around my index finger, I add, \"I feel horrible.\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"I'm okay.\" He straightens, nodding. \"I'm okay.\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nI take a deep breath and inhale a chlorine + soap scent. I love, love, love it. I absolutely must have some of this Eau de Josh for my locker.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"Sherry, right?\" He raises dark eyebrows over deep blue eyes.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"Yup, yup, yup.\" I sound like the flags at the front of the school, fwapping in the wind against the pole.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\"I'm Josh Morton.\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nBelieve me, I so know who you are. \"Hi.\"\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nI can't come up with anything else to say, but at least I look good in my jeans and my new long-sleeved, open-neck T-shirt that perfectly matches my lavender eye shadow.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nHe removes his hand from his nose. 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