Emma loses a modeling assignment—to Katie!—in the latest addition to the Cupcake Diaries series. When Emma goes on an audition for a new modeling job, Katie tags along to keep her company. But as it turns out, everyone wants Katie to model instead of Emma! At first Emma is happy for her friend. Soon though, she realizes sharing the spotlight isn’t much fun, even if it is with your BFF! Will the Cupcake girls continue to bicker amongst themselves or will they finally realize there’s just one person you need to please—yourself? From cupcakes to ice cream and donuts! When she’s not daydreaming about yummy snacks, Coco Simon edits children’s books and has written close to one hundred books for children, tweens, and young adults, which is a lot less than the number of cupcakes, ice cream cones, and donuts she’s eaten. She is the author of the Cupcake Diaries, Cupcake Diaries: The New Batch, the Sprinkle Sundays, and the Donut Dreams series. Her newest series is Mia in the Middle. Emma Catwalks and Cupcakes! CHAPTER 1 The Audition Yay! It’s summer! And bummer! It’s summer! I thought as my alarm chimed this morning at six thirty. It’s always fun when the seasons change and I have a break from the regular school schedule, but summer also means more work for me. It still feels weird to say it, but it’s really true: I’m a model. Yup, me—good old Emma Taylor. What started out as a small, occasional job at our local bridal store turned into a pretty good moneymaker for me and my family, so during the past year, I’ve gotten together a portfolio of professional photos of me in all different looks and styles (hair up, hair down, happy, dreamy, silly—you name it), and now I send out my one-sheet (usually an e-mail—with a few of my best photos, and my statistics: height, weight, hair and eye colors, skills, and contact information) and go on go-sees, which are like tryouts for models. During the school year, I fit my modeling around my real life: school and sports and my best friends—Alexis Becker, Katie Brown, and Mia Vélaz-Cruz, plus our cupcake baking business, the Cupcake Club. But now that school was out for the summer, I’d be using all my free time to land modeling jobs and go on shoots. My parents let me make all the decisions about it. Any job that I’m offered is mine to accept or decline. They think modeling is kind of weird, but they also like how the money I earn fattens my college fund. My mom had reluctantly fallen into the role of manager for my career (in addition to her job at the library), while my dad and sometimes my older brother, Sam, take me to jobs both near and far away. Today was my first real day of summer vacation (yay!), but I had to head into the city for a go-see. My besties would be hanging out without me (bummer!), and I would not have a moment to relax. The day started with an early alarm. Then I had to shower, clean my skin really well, double wash and condition my hair, take my vitamins, moisturize, and dry my straight blond hair perfectly, with just a little bit of a flip at the ends. I do not usually wear makeup, but sometimes I use a lip shine and maybe a little bit of gel to hold my eyebrows in place. My mom is really uptight about me getting too into my looks, so she always checks my face to make sure I’m not wearing makeup. She thinks it’s unhealthy for kids to have too many chemicals on their bodies (everything she buys for me to use is organic), and she also thinks I’m too young to wear makeup every day. After I was all squeaky clean and fresh, I picked out my outfit according to what the memo was on the job I was going for. Today they were looking for girls for a winter coat ad (yes, it is June), and they wanted a wholesome and fresh look. Wholesome and fresh is my specialty! So I chose a plain, pale pink polo shirt; a new pair of dark blue jeans I’d been saving for a special occasion; and a pair of unscuffed pink sneakers with small white ped socks. I put a little pink clip in my hair to the side. Downstairs, my mom was getting breakfast ready. She had the day off from the library, so she had time to drive me into the city. “Hi, honey,” she said. “And happy first day of summer!” She turned from the stove with a plate of scrambled eggs and buttered toast for me, plus a glass of my favorite juice: nectarine! Everything looked delicious. “Thanks, Mama,” I said, calling her my private, babyish name for her. “I’m so impressed by how you get yourself up and get ready without any nudging from me,” my mom said, crossing her arms and leaning back against the counter to study me. “When I was your age, I was so disorganized.” “Well, I like everything I do. I mean, I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t like it.” I shrugged and then dug into my breakfast. As I was chewing, my phone pinged and I checked it. It was a text from Katie. What’s up, sister? Big plans for today? Let’s celebrate summer together! I sighed and put the phone down. Then I took another bite of to