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Lucy and CeCee's How to Survive (And Thrive) Middle School


Lisa McCombs review for Readers Favorite
Middle School…the worst years of your life…or are they? Lucy and CeCee, seventh grade experts, have devised the perfect handbook for middle school survival. Everything from honing in on the types of teachers and how to handle them, to planning the perfect sleepover, foolproof tardy excuses, and the importance of maintaining social decorum…these gals advise even the most socially handicapped in a humorous, yet realistic guide to succeeding in middle school. Do you need to know how to successfully pass that all important note during class? Are you still not clear on how to distract a teacher during the most boring lecture of all time? What do you do at the mall other than shop? These gals know all and tell all in their instructional account of surviving and thriving in middle school. Seemingly different, these BFFs come together in their devotion to one another. Lucy’s goal is to do anything necessary to land the perfect boyfriend (even if he is already dating the most popular girl in school) and CeCee is determined to earn straight A’s (a B+ in one subject results in her battle with an eating disorder), both while offering tips and strategies for doing the same. Their journey takes the girls down different paths as they combat the challenges of self-discovery and keeping their friendship real. But Lucy and CeCee are BFFs to the end.
This nostalgic read is both fun and informative in its perspective of middle school existence. The author’s use of  tweenie vernacular adds to character development and theme relevance. 
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