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Zusatztext "Mlynowski's fourth book featuring teenage witch sisters Miri and Rachel is just as funny and appealing as the first three. . . . Clever." — Booklist "Satisfying . . . a fun! light read." -- Kirkus Reviews "Especially memorable for the very real depiction of sisters who love and support each other." -- VOYA "Filled with breezy dialogue and slapstick humor" -- Children's Literature Informationen zum Autor SARAH MLYNOWSKI is the author of the Magic in Manhattan and Whatever After series, as well as Don't Even Think About It, Gimme a Call, Ten Things We Did (and Probably Shouldn't Have), Milkrun, and more. Her books have been translated into more than twenty languages. Sarah was born in Montreal but lives and writes in New York City. You can visit her online at sarahm.com and follow @sarahmlynowski on Twitter and Instagram. Klappentext The fourth and final book in the Magic in Manhattan series, following the bewitchingly funny novels Bras & Broomsticks, Frogs & French Kisses and Spells & Sleeping Bags! Perfect hair, cute clothes, healthy tans-life's a breeze when you're a witch! Even special witchcraft classes Rachel agrees to attend with Miri turn out to be fun. The sisters meet other teen witches just like them-who knew? Everyone's preparing for a magical party called a Samsorta-a debutante ball for witches. And it wouldn' t be a ball without warlocks. Cute ones. Like Adam, who wants to slow dance with Rachel, and ski with her in the Rockies-on a school night! Of course, Rachel is madly in love with her boyfriend, Raf. So why can't she bring herself to tell Adam-funny, charming Adam-that Raf exists? Rachel knows Raf likes her. Maybe even, gulp, loves her. But Raf doesn't know her secret. Unlike Adam, Raf doesn't know who she really is. And she can never tell him. Or can she? "Just as funny and appealing as the first three. . . . Clever." -Booklist "Satisfying . . . a fun, light read." --Kirkus Reviews "Especially memorable for the very real depiction of sisters who love and support each other." --VOYA CHAPTER 1 So Many Outfits . . . Only One First Day Do I like red? I pirouette before the mirror. Yes, the red shirt could work. Red makes my hair look super-glossy and glamorous and goes great with my favorite jeans. If I do say so myself. The shirt has a scooped neckline and adorable bubble sleeves. It’s my back-to-school top for the big, BIG day tomorrow—the very first day of sophomore year! My BFF, Tammy, and I went shopping last week for the occasion. I know I could have just zapped something up, but the first rule of witchcraft is that everything comes from something. I didn’t want to accidentally shoplift a new shirt from Bloomingdale’s. I like the red. It works with my complexion. But I don’t know if it truly shows off my fabulous tan. Hmm. I touch the material grazing my collarbone and chant: “Like new becomes old, Like day becomes night, Pretty back-to-school top, Please become white!” I’ve found that adding “please” to my spells really helps. The Powers That Be seem to appreciate it when I’m polite. A chill spreads through the room, sending goose bumps down my back, and then—zap!—the spell takes effect. The red of my top quickly drains from the material, which turns fuchsia, dark pink, pale pink, and finally as white as Liquid Paper. Now we’re talking! Yes. It should be white. White shows off my awesome summer tan. My awesome fake summer tan. Obviously. It’s not like I have a pool in downtown Manhattan to lounge by, and anyway it’s been way too muggy and humid in this city to stay outside for more than twenty seconds, so how could I get naturally sun-kissed? Unfortunately, my camp tan is long gone. But is my fake tan a ...
