Donut Goals by Coco Simon (English) Paperback Book

Description: Donut Goals by Coco Simon Includes an excerpt from Donut delivery. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description Molly struggles with self-confidence in this seventh delicious book in the Donut Dreams series from the author of the Cupcake Diaries and Sprinkle Sundays series!Molly is thrilled to hear that a college scout will be coming to her big soccer game to evaluate the players. But when a player on the opposing team starts making rude comments about Mollys soccer skills and appearance, Molly begins to lose her confidence. Now she cant help but wonder—is the girl just trying to bring her down, or is Molly really not as good a player as she thinks? Author Biography From cupcakes to ice cream and donuts! When shes not daydreaming about yummy snacks, Coco Simon edits childrens books and has written close to one hundred books for children, tweens, and young adults, which is a lot less than the number of cupcakes, ice cream cones, and donuts shes eaten. She is the author of the Cupcake Diaries, the Sprinkle Sundays, and the Donut Dreams series. Her newest series is Cupcake Diaries: The New Batch. Excerpt from Book Chapter One: Running Is the Best Thing Chapter One Running Is the Best Thing Riiiiing!!! I jumped out of my seat and grabbed my backpack, which was hanging from my chair. School was finally out! Hoisting my backpack across my shoulders, I ran out the door and hurried to my locker. Even though I like my classes and can sit still and pay attention during them, my legs are always itching to leave by the end of the day. I know that I left recess behind in elementary school, but theres part of me that really wishes that I could have brought it with me into middle school. I love the idea of being able to go out into the sunshine after a few hours of classes and stretch and run. I would ignore the tetherballs and basketball hoops and make a beeline for the group of kids playing tag. In the short time we had outside, Id run and duck and swerve, sometimes getting close to the tagger, then spinning around and flying toward the "safe" wall of the school building. I loved the feeling of excitement of outrunning somebody, or dodging their outstretched hand as I bolted across the playground. But now, in sixth grade, recess is gone. Sure, Ive got gym class scheduled, but even though I have gym two to three times a week, it still never feels like enough exercise. I am lucky, though--there is one sport that Ive been playing for six years that helps me feel happy in my body. Mom and Dad signed me up for soccer when I was in kindergarten, and Ive been playing ever since. I love the way it feels when Im totally concentrated on the ball, dribbling and passing and moving it forward to the opposing teams goal. Even though my body is working hard, its a special moment when my head gets really quiet as it focuses on the next play. Run, dribble, pass, repeat, score! I had soccer practice the next day, but today I was walking home with my sister Kelsey. I found her by the front of the school, and together we started on our way. Kelsey and I are really close in age, but we dont share a lot of things in common. For one thing, Mom and Dad are Kelseys birth mother and father, while I was adopted by them from South Korea when I was just a baby. Kelsey looks like a combination of my parents, with her light brown hair and green eyes, while Ive got straight black hair and dark brown eyes. My sister is super disorganized, while I like to keep track of all my things. (Dont look in my closet, though--it is the one part of my life that I allow to go a little haywire.) Kelsey also isnt always on time, while I hate it when Im even a minute late for things. But despite our differences, I love having Kelsey as a sister. And I feel protective of her too. A while back, when her personal blog accidentally got posted to the web, even though there wasnt anything really sensitive that she shared, I made a plan to get her out of school that day and home with Mom and Dad so she didnt have to be around the kids who had just read her innermost thoughts. I think that helping her drew the two of us closer together. "Want to go for a run when we get home?" I asked Kelsey as we walked along. I held my finger in the air as if I was testing it. The air was sharp and crisp, cool, but not the kind of cool that makes you want to stay inside. "Its the perfect weather for it." Kelsey shook her head. "Nah. Im reading a really good book, and Im almost done with it. I want to see what happens in the end." She shrugged, adjusting her backpack. "Plus, I feel like I havent been paying enough attention to Rusty lately. I kind of feel like snuggle time is on the horizon." I nodded. Rusty is the dog we adopted recently. One of our neighbors, Mrs. Rose, helps out at a local rescue shelter, fostering dogs until theyre adopted so they dont have to be kept in the shelters kennels all the time. One day Mrs. Rose was walking by my soccer practice with a couple of dogs that she was fostering, and thats when I saw Rusty. He was really shy, and I was immediately drawn to how he seemed to be so scared of the world but became happy and playful when showered with attention. Mrs. Rose had named him Rusty for his reddish-brown fur, and she told me that a hiker had found him abandoned in the woods, hiding under some rocks. It took some convincing, but eventually Mom and Dad decided that having a dog in the house would be a great addition to the family, and we adopted Rusty. I quickly found out that adopting a cute dog is a lot more work than actually taking care of one--Rusty needs to be walked twice a day, and picking up his poop is never fun. But I love that little guy to pieces, and whenever he hops up onto my bed and curls up into a bagel to take a nap, I smile. And even though Im cleaning up after him constantly, I wouldnt trade him for anything. Rusty is the family dog, though, and if Kelsey wanted to spend some time with him, that was awesome. "All right," I told Kelsey. "Maybe Jenna will want to go for a run with me." Jenna is my older sister. She mostly keeps to her own group of friends, but every once in a while shell hang out with Kelsey and me. When we got home, Rusty was waiting for us at the door. After wrapping him in a giant hug and rubbing his furry brown head while he wagged his tail happily, I took off my school shoes and padded in socks to the kitchen, where Dad was waiting for us with after-school snacks. "I present to you... apple nachos!" he said proudly, displaying a plate covered in thinly cut apples slices arranged carefully in a spiral. He had drizzled peanut butter, honey, and granola over them. "Cool!" I washed my hands with soap and water, then picked up a slice and gobbled it up. "This is great, Dad!" I mumbled as I picked up three more slices and fit them all in my mouth. "Agreed," Kelsey said, her mouth equally full. "Did you get this recipe from Grandpa and Nans?" I asked, licking peanut butter off my finger. My grandparents are both really talented cooks and have owned a restaurant called the Park View Table in our little town of Bellgrove since basically forever. Its a family operation, with pretty much all my relatives helping out in one way or another--including Kelsey, Jenna, and me. Ive got four cousins who also work there, and together we make sure that the floors are swept, the tables are bused, the orders are right, and that things run as smoothly as possible. My grandmothers specialty is donuts, and years ago she created a counter inside the restaurant called Donut Dreams that my uncle Mike runs now. Nans has always had a way of making something ordinary extraordinary--like taking a chocolate donut and making it extra chocolatey by adding a chocolate glaze and chocolate cream inside. Anyway, I figured that if my dad was sprucing up our snacks, he must have gotten it from a secret family recipe. "Nope," Dad said, surprising me. "I got it off the old Internet. Grandpa and Nans are too busy planning for Jazz Fest to share recipes right now." The Bellgrove Jazz Fest is seriously one of the busiest times of the entire year for our family. Every fall, our whole town gets together the third Saturday after Labor Day to celebrate jazz music with a huge festival thats set up along Main Street. In addition to an awesome parade and good music, local restaurants set up a ton of food booths so we can eat their tasty food outdoors. We have a parade and food booths at Jazz Fest and other town celebrations too. And Bellgrove loves to end any festival with a bonfire at the lake. Our festival days may be kind of similar, but theyre all still really fun. Weve got a Donut Dreams booth, and we usually sell out of donuts every year. Last year, we even had a giveaway--if youre able to answer a trivia question about jazz, you got a free donut! "Well, these apple nachos are still delicious, even if it wasnt something that was handed down over generations. Thanks, Dad!" I downed the rest of my snack and went to my room to change. On my way, I stopped by the living room, where I found Jenna in front of the TV, watching a movie and eating popcorn. She doesnt have much free time to just chill because shes usually playing tennis, taking piano lessons, or working at the Park. So when she does have time to relax, she really savors it. "Hey, Jenna. Want to go on a run with me?" I asked hopefully. "Nope." Jennas eyes were glued to the screen, where a pretty exciting car chase was happening. "I would never keep up." I laughed. "Of course you would. Youre, like, at least three inches taller than I am." "Doesnt matter," said Kelsey, coming into the room with Rusty at her heels. "Youre way too fast for the both of us, Molly." "Yeah, plus running is no fun at all," Jenna said. "Its just flopping one foot in front of the other over and over again. Its monotonous and boring." I winced. Ive heard this argument before. I cant say that running is the most glamorous of things to be doing on a Monday afternoon. "I know it can look boring," I told my sisters. "But its really important for me to stay in shape for soccer, and running is the best thing I can do to make sure that Im competitive on the field." Details ISBN1534495975 Author Coco Simon Pages 160 Audience Age 8-12 Series Donut Dreams Language English Year 2021 ISBN-10 1534495975 ISBN-13 9781534495975 Format Paperback Imprint Simon Spotlight Series Number 7 UK Release Date 2021-08-31 Publisher Simon & Schuster Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States Illustrations f-c matte cvr w- spot gloss, glitter, & emboss Publication Date 2021-08-31 NZ Release Date 2021-08-31 US Release Date 2021-08-31 AU Release Date 2021-11-03 Alternative 9781534495982 DEWEY FIC Audience Children / Juvenile We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:133040405;

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