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Teodora's Book Reviews: “Lucky Star” by Cathy Cassidy

“Mouse is doing his best to stay out of trouble. Cat is doing her best to land herself in it.” Two friends, only one winner in a game of cat and mouse... Mouse (real name, Martin – he is fourteen) is an ordinary boy who just happens to get in a lot of trouble... He likes to paint on walls or anything that is very large. Mouse likes graffiti art! His uncle, Dave, who happens to be his social worker (“my favorite cheesy uncle – he’s not”), tells Mouse that he has to stay out of trouble... Well, Mouse has to change... He has no choice! (“I’m not kidding, Mouse – you can’t pull any more stunts like this. Every time things start going well for you, you do something stupid and mess it all up.”) Mouse meets a girl named Cat (short from Catrin). She is also fourteen. They like each other. They start to spend a lot of time together! After a while, Mouse realizes that Cat is doing her best to land herself in trouble... For example, she starts to steal things from shops... Mouse, because of

Teodorutza’s Diary – The Puffle Quest (Part Two) by Teodora Leon

If you read “Teodorutza’s Diary – The Puffle Quest (Part One)”, then you know that Teodorutza fell in the red, hot lava... But the question is: is this thing really true? If not, where is Teodorutza? Is she all right? What can P.H. do? The golden puffle is found, but what about the rainbow puffle? There is no legend about it; no one had ever seen it... This quest might be a little harder than the first one... Don’t you think? But nothing can stop our brave explorers, Teodorutza and P.H.! That’s for sure! Are you ready to waddle around with Teodorutza (again!)? *”It’s official. Teodorutza is... DEAD! I am such a loser! I shouldn’t have let her all by herself. I should have stayed with her... We were like a team, right?” P.H. was talking with herself. The golden puffle was in P.H.’s hands. P.H. didn’t even know where she was going... She was, like, lost... Suddenly, the penguin stopped. She sat on the nearest rock and started to cry. The golden puffle was sitting right next to P.