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Girls under pressure / Jacqueline Wilson ; illustrated by Nick Sharratt.

By: Wilson, Jacqueline.
Contributor(s): Sharratt, Nick | Sharratt, Nick (ill.) [author.].
Material type: TextTextSeries: Wilson, Jacqueline. Girlfriends trilogy: 2.; Wilson, Jacqueline. Girls trilogy: 02.; Wilson, Jacqueline. Girls trilogy: 2.; Wilson, Jacqueline. Girlfriends trilogy: ; Wilson, Jacqueline. Girls: 2.; Girls: #2.Girlfriends trilogy: Bk: 2.; Girls: 2.; Girlfriends trilogy: 2.Publisher: London : Corgi Books, 2003Description: 205 pages : illustrations ; 20 cm.Content type: text Media type: unmediated Carrier type: volumeISBN: 0552551325 (pbk.); 9780552558372 (pbk.).Subject(s): Body image in adolescence -- Juvenile fiction | Teenage girls -- Juvenile fiction | Friendship in adolescence -- Juvenile fiction | Interpersonal relations in adolescence -- Juvenile fiction | Weight loss -- Juvenile fiction | Teenagers -- Juvenile fiction | Young adult fiction -- Juvenile fiction | Friendship -- Juvenile fiction | Body image -- Juvenile fiction | Diet -- Juvenile fictionGenre/Form: Young adult fiction. | Teen fiction. | Children's fiction. Summary: Ellie, Magda and Nadine all try to change their looks, with drastic consequences. Suggested level: intermediate, junior secondary.
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Teenage Fiction Davis (Central) Library
Teenage Fiction
Teenage Fiction WIL 1 Available T00610028
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Originally published: London : Doubleday, 1998.

Ellie, Magda and Nadine all try to change their looks, with drastic consequences. Suggested level: intermediate, junior secondary.

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Sequel to: Girls in love.

Followed by: Girls out late.

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<opt> <anon I1="BLANK" I2="BLANK">Model Girl It's all my idea. "Let's go Christmas shopping on Saturday," I say to my two best friends, Magda and Nadine. "Great," says Magda, who lives to shop. "Sure," says Nadine, but she looks surprised. "I thought you always made your own Christmas presents, Ellie." "Yes, well, I think I've grown out of that stage now," I say hurriedly. We've always had this silly tradition in my family. I'd think of a theme and then make everyone a present based on it. There was the year of the stripy hand-knitted scarves, the wobbly vases the year I joined the pottery class, the cross-stitched canvas purses . . . I made them for everyone, friends as well as family, and because people were polite I thought they really liked my loopy homemade junk. I've known Nadine since we were both five so she's endured years of fraying dresses for her Barbie dolls and lumpy little felt mice. When we started secondary school I made Nadine a black-and-silver friendship bracelet. I made one for Magda in pink and purple. They seemed to like them. They both wore them for a while, anyway. Last Christmas I made special boxes for all the family, studded with beads and shells. I used liquorice allsorts for Eggs's box--but he tried to lick them through the glaze and hurt his tongue. Typical. Dad and Anna act like he's an infant prodigy but I think he's got the brains of a flea. I pondered long and hard over boxes for Magda and Nadine. In the end I made Nadine a silver box with a painted silver shell design. I did an identical one in gold for Magda. She opened hers as if she was expecting something inside--and then she asked if I'd be making her a gold necklace to go in it next year. She was joking--I think. I suddenly felt about Eggs's age. "We'll go round the Flowerfields Shopping Centre," I say firmly. "We'll buy all the presents for our families, and then we'll split up for a bit and buy each other stuff." "And then we'll go to the Soda Fountain and have a milk shake," says Magda, getting more enthusiastic by the minute. The Soda Fountain recently opened up on the Flowerfields basement floor. It's like those shiny ice cream parlor places you see in old American movies. It's become the in place to hang out now--rumored to be great for meeting boys. If there's one thing Magda likes better than shopping, it's boys. Lots of them. Nadine sighs and raises her eyebrows at me. She's seriously off the opposite sex at the moment, ever since she got heavily involved with this creep Liam who was just using her. She doesn't want to go out with anyone else now. Magda wants to go out with a different boy every night. I'm not sure what I want. And it's not like I get that many offers, anyway. Well. There's this boy Dan I met on holiday. He's my sort-of boyfriend. I don't see him much because he lives in Manchester. And he's younger than me. And looks a bit weird. He is definitely not a dreamboat. I shall have to get him a Christmas present, though. Goodness knows what. I've had this sudden brilliant idea of buying Magda and Nadine underwear from Knickerbox. Red satin flowery knickers for Magda. Black lace for Nadine. And then I could get Dad a big pair of Marks & Spencer boxer shorts and Anna some pretty prim white panties. Eggs could have Mickey Mouse knickers. I've been warming to the universal knicker present. But I can't give Dan underpants! Though I know exactly what sort, a wacky pair with a silly message. . . . I decide I'll have a good look round on Saturday and see if I get any further inspiration. I go over to Nadine's house around ten. Her dad's outside, washing his car. He's the sort of guy who worships his car, spending hours and hours anointing it every weekend. "Hello, Curlynob," he calls. I force a cheery grin and knock at the door. Nadine's mum answers, in an old jumper and leggings, with a dustcloth in her hand. She is obviously dressed for serious house-cleaning. "Hello, dear. Nadine's in her bedroom," she says, sniffing disapprovingly. "Hello, Ellie. I'm helping Mummy," says Natasha, waving a feather duster from the living room. Natasha is still in her cutesie-pie pajamas and fluffy slippers. She's dancing round to some silly cartoon music on the telly, flicking her feather duster as she goes. "Isn't she a good girl?" says Nadine's mum proudly. I try to manufacture another smile. Natasha rushes at me. "You look dirty, Ellie," she says. She prances round me, poking her feathers right in my face. "There! I'm wiping all the dust off." "Oh, sweet!" says her mum. "Ouch! Natasha, that hurts," I say, my smile now very sickly indeed. Natasha is the only six-year-old in the world worse than my little brother, Eggs. I sidle past and run up the stairs to Nadine's room. It is wonderfully black and bleak after the glaring patterns in the hall. Nadine is looking glamorously black and bleak herself, her long black hair hanging loose, her eyes heavily outlined with black kohl, her face powdered white as chalk. She's wearing a black skimpy sweater, black jeans, black boots--and as I come into her room she pulls on her black velvet jacket. "Hi. What are those weird red marks on your face, Ellie?" "Your delightful sister has just been seriously assaulting me with her feather duster." "Oh, God. Sorry. Don't worry. She wants a new Barbie doll for Christmas. I'll customize one. How about Killer Barbie, with a special sharp little dagger that whips out of her dinky stiletto?" "Remember all our Barbie doll games, Naddie? I liked it best when we turned them all into witches." "Oh, yeah, you made them all those little black frocks and special hooked noses out of plasticine. Wicked." We both sigh nostalgically. "I used to love playing with plasticine," I say. "I still like mucking around with Eggs's little set, though he's got all the colors mixed up." "OK, then. That's your Christmas present solved. Your very own pack of plasticine," says Nadine. "I don't know what I'm going to get Magda, though. She was hinting like mad about this new Chanel nail varnish but I bet it costs a fortune." "I know. I'm a bit strapped for cash too, actually." "It's all right for Magda. Her mum and dad give her that socking great allowance. My dad gives me exactly the same as Natasha, for God's sake. In fact Natasha ends up with heaps more because they're forever buying her extra stuff. It's so lousy having a sucky little sister." "Just as bad with a boring little brother. That's why Magda's so lucky, because she's the spoilt baby of the family." Magda certainly shows stylish evidence of spoiling when we meet up with her at the Flowerfields Shopping Centre entrance. She's wearing a brand-new bright red furry jacket that looks wonderful. Excerpted from Girls under Pressure by Jacqueline Wilson All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.</anon> </opt>

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Publishers Weekly Review

Feeling like she doesn't measure up to her "drop-dead gorgeous" friends, Ellie tries to take control of her weight, and ends up battling bulimia, in this follow-up to Girls in Love. Ages 12-up. (Apr.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

School Library Journal Review

Gr 10 Up-In this sequel to Girls in Love (1997), by British novelist Jacqueline Wilson, Ellie, Magda, and Nadine are unhappy with the way they look. They set out to change their looks and, in the process, change their lives. Girls Under Pressure (1998) is read by British actress Brigit Forsyth who does a superb job of presenting this funny, moving, and disturbing story. The girls are in high school and are dealing with stress and pressure faced by teens today. The story is told from Ellie's point of view. She is concerned with her weight and battles anorexia and bulimia. Nadine wants to become a model, and must deal with her disappointment when she doesn't make the final cut at a magazine cover shoot. When she goes to another photo shoot and takes her younger sister, her sister gets the modeling contract. Magda has a confrontation with a group of boys who think she is a loose girl, and then has to defend her reputation. The way these best friends deal with these issues creates an amusing, entertaining tale with which teenagers will identify. Note that sex, beer drinking, abortion, and rape are all discussed in the story. The British idioms and language may be a bit confusing for American listeners, but they will enjoy and relate to the story.-Ginny Harrell, William McGarrah Elementary School, Morrow, GA (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Booklist Review

Gr. 7^-10. Starting ninth grade is more difficult than Ellie imagined. She's self-conscious about her hair and weight, and she worries about her father and stepmother. Worst of all, she's not prepared when her two best friends, Magda and Nadine, find boyfriends. Girls in Love, the first title in the British Girls trilogy, explores the three 13-year-olds' forays into romances both real and fantasized (Ellie invents her own guy). In the follow-up, Girls under Pressure, the friends face body-image challenges, sexual harassment, a lost modeling competition, and, in Ellie's case, a flirtation with anorexia. Readers, even those unfamiliar with the frequent British slang, will immediately take to Ellie's voice--all lighthearted, acerbic teenage wit and mercurial despair. They'll also appreciate the sensitivity and humor Wilson uses to show how common adolescent dilemmas become extraordinary events for each girl. Expect the girls' third adventure in the fall. --Gillian Engberg

Horn Book Review

When her thin best friend is picked for modeling tryouts, British teen Ellie goes on an extreme diet, even forcing herself to throw up. Surviving her sort-of boyfriendÆs brush-off and supporting her friends through their own troubles helps Ellie find her feet again. This sequel to [cf2]Girls in Love[cf1] is a realistic, friend-focused portrayal that avoids the obvious case-study aspects of similar books. From HORN BOOK Fall 2002, (c) Copyright 2010. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.