I AM THE WALLPAPER

An amusing, quirky tale of a girl who feels invisible (but isn’t) becoming embarrassingly famous in her community for a photo involving cleavage. When Aunt Sarah sends 13-year-old Floey a training bra—several sizes smaller than Floey needs—friend Azra snaps a gag photo of Floey posed seductively, bra over nightgown but creating neckline cleavage. Nasty cousins come to stay for three weeks and, with the neighborhood bully, post both the photo and Floey’s diary online. Local 11-year-old boys and one 15-year-old are entranced. Floey temporarily loses her two best friends from love-triangle issues, but the diary’s exposure causes nothing serious; the Web site must go, however, so the New Floey plots its demise. Along the way, she acquires purple hair, her very own Zen cowboy and the sweet idea that perhaps love sometimes lasts (proven by old people skinny-dipping blissfully at midnight). Marred only by typically teen-aged, but unnecessary slams of fat people. An entertaining contribution to the current private-diary-made-public trend. (Fiction. 9-12)