French for kissing - Sophie Parkin

A new Piccadilly author's hilarious insight into the world of teen traumas Saturday morning arrived and I got into the car. Mum gave me a kiss and a hug like she didn't want let me go, and a copy of Vogue. I think she got me confused with some millionaire's child. Poppy said that she'd send me e-mails and gave me an old copy of The Face. "It's got your favourite singer in it. You want to marry him, I read it in your diary-a, page fifty. Ha. Ha." "Isn't it time for your medication MisTake-In-The-Community?" I shouted back. "Now girls, don't upset your baby brother," soothed Mum. Maybe Camp Happy wasn't going to be so bad after all. At least Lily would be away from her mad family and Billy. Billy her heart throb, who had gone off with her arch rival Amanda. But three weeks in the Lake District with no one she knows and only e-mail to contact her best friend in America and her family certainly isn't Lily's idea of bliss! What if it drives her in Lily's words, 'completely bonker's crazoid, quel tragic!' However, Camp Happy brings new insights, adventures and experiences to the irrepressible and determined Lily!