Dork Diaries Mackenzie Book Novels & Stories

Mackenzie says as she walks over Mackenzie was one of those girls who only wore black and smoked and stuff. She is a great friend to Amber-Rose and me and always makes sure we don't follow her lead and start smoking and stripping as she does. Yup, she's a stripper too. Any guy would want Mackenzie, she had confidence and self-assurance and she's a little rude. Her body was the perfect hourglass every girl wanted. Her hair was wavy and black and she was very beautiful.

She'll just try searching for it some other time or tomorrow maybe. To her surprise, days and even weeks went by, the diary was nowhere to find. She suspected that Elena might steal it but she wasn't showing any signs that she knew about her feelings for Thyago. She was even sweet and generous to her these past few days. Projects and extracurricular activities at school kept her busier that's why she lost time to look for her diary. Getting worried she realized if someone have read her diary, her secret will be revealed and that's the thing she most feared the most. It will be going to be her early death. One more thing that worried her is her best friend Mackie. He wasn't attending school f

She only knew what Ace told her, and now she felt like she could use her free time to find some useful information, something that could help her understand why this was happening to her. So she went to the library and spent the entire day rumbling over pages and more pages of old books. But she found nothing. Sighing in frustration, Mikki got up to grab another book when Thea came in bringing her dinner. Mikki ate there, and Thea excused herself for the night while Mikki shoved her face inside another book, one that talked about ancient magic. But she still had nothing when her eyes started to feel heavy.

I can't wait for next weekend to bring him here and experience his first fair with the southern flare. (third-person-pov: Meanwhile, McKenzie has been having a terrible day. The teacher-Ms. Roxanne is in the worst of mood today. She still feels the sting of the slap she received from Sophie yesterday. Sadly, she has been taking it out on her students. Particularly one with golden-brown hair, and blue eyes. "McKenzie, pay attention. Or do I have to call your mom and tell her you're not paying attention today?" Roxanne warns her as she sees Kenzie with her little head on her desk as she drifts off, hoping that her best friend was here. She longs for the day to end so she can go have fun with h

"Mom cooked the whole world and brought it for us. Finish it." Mackenzie scowled, but she spooned the food down. She then took a book out of her bag and started reading. She leaned closer to Isaac and whispered something to her brother. "Isaac, do you believe in vampires?" Isaac snorted. "What a silly question. Now I'm going to ask you one too. Do you believe in werewolves?" Mackenzie punched her twin brother's arm and continued her ritual of eating while reading a book. However, her concentration was broken as she felt the presence of someone in the distance approaching where they were.

“Never again my loves, we’ll never be apart again. I swear it on the moon.” Mackenzie started chattering non-stop about her day at school as we drove out, Chloe sat with her at the backseat as Mackenzie kept her updated about her science teacher and a kid named David. Chloe chuckled and oo-ed and ahhh-ed at the right places with the occasional ‘no way' and ‘tell me more’. Mackenzie spoke animatedly using her hands and Chloe’s hands, her presence brightened up Chloe’s world a million times than I ever did, I thought grudgingly.

Mackenzie's POV "Now how do you expect me to do this Harold? This is fucking torture." I say to the teacher who is making me fucking write 'I am a rebellious little shit' on a piece of paper two-hunderd times over. "Mackenzie, this is detention. You wouldn't be here if you weren't such a rebellious little shit." He says reading his news paper. "And that is Mr. Deeds to you." He says and I smirk. "I've always liked you man." I say and get up and sitting on the table.

I knew from Dakota that a girl's diary was off limits, but drunk Drake didn't give a fuck. I took the journal to the bed and sat down as I cracked it open. There was a lot of mumbo-jumbo about school events and some bitch named Becky that she rambled on about for a few pages. Then I read the page that talked about her losing her virginity to Jason in the back of his truck and I quickly turned the pages. I didn't want to read that shit and wondered what the hell I was even doing readingthis. It was only making me feel worse, but when my eyes landed on a page that caught my attention, I just couldn't stop.

It was later that day I discovered that Damien was actually my neighbor. He lives directly opposite my house and I watched him all day through the window. It's the first time in a decade that I actually felt alive. I had a feeling and to me that's an achievement. My first day in mcade high, though marked as the beginning of my problem, isn't really is. I had mixed feelings and they remained mixed because Jude Kam was on a business trip and I was all alone at home. I escaped his defilement for that day and that pleased my soul, then the stunning but arrogant class president ends up becoming my neighbor. I was pleased that I'd be able to watch him, anytime I like (stupid, haha) and also scared

She gave a vague answer about imagination and something like that which to me wasn't satisfying. It was over. As I woke up to leave, a blonde-haired woman approached me with a bright smile. “ You’re Daisy Macklin, right? I am Mandy. I’m such a huge fan of yours. I have always wondered how you make your scenes feel so real. like you are right there in the room, watching everyone.” Oh! God, Now I recognized her. The woman from Killian’s apartment that morning. The one who wrapped her hands around him that day.