REVENGE OF THE RED CLUB by Kim Harrington is available now and, if you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book, be sure to check out all the details below.
Riley Dunne loves being a member of the Red Club. It’s more than a group of girls supporting each other through Aunt Flo’s ups and downs; it’s a Hawking Middle School tradition. The club’s secret locker has an emergency stash of supplies, and the girls are always willing to lend an ear, a shoulder, or an old pair of sweatpants.
But when the school administration shuts the Red Club down because of complaints, the girls are stunned. Who would do that to them? The girls’ shock quickly turns into anger, and then they decide to get even.
But wallpapering the gym with maxi pads and making tampon crafts in art class won’t bring their club back. Only Riley can do that. Using the skills she has cultivated as her school paper’s top investigative reporter (okay, only investigative reporter), she digs for the truth about who shut the club down and why. All the while dealing with friendship drama, a new and ridiculous dress code, and a support group that is now more focused on fighting with each other than fighting back.
Can she save the Red Club before this rebellion turns into a full-scale war?
the floor. He certainly wouldn’t call on me if I was super busy looking for a
pencil or whatnot.
wear, and now this. But as she stood up to walk to the board, things suddenly
got way, way worse.
Julia certainly hadn’t been expecting Flo to show up. I didn’t think she even
knew she was here. But due to that dark red stain on her white jeans, the whole
class would know soon.
important. I ripped a piece of paper from my notebook and stuffed it in my
pocket. Then I dashed down the aisle, swooped my arms around her, and quickly
tied the sweatshirt around her waist.
pocket into the trash. Then I casually walked back to my seat. Nothing to see
here. Just had to throw some scrap paper away.
oblivious, but Brody Scruggs and a couple of his buddies from the back were
snickering and laughing with one another.
the marker to Julia, evil grins spread across their faces once again.
on a day that she got called up to the board. Or that she hadn’t broken the
Labor Day white-pants rule.
Brody huffed beside me. But I doubted that he was upset about getting in
trouble for talking. He got in trouble a thousand times a day. What had really
gotten under his skin was that he was unable to get under mine. I didn’t give
him the satisfaction of getting upset, and I wouldn’t let Julia do it either.
the new girl to the Red Club.