Daisy brings her totally true imaginary friend, Posey, to visit her totally real school in this seventh Daisy Dreamer chapter book!
Nerd alert! Guess what? I, Daisy Dreamer, have a big confession. I love school. You know what else I love? Posey. He’s my totally true imaginary friend. So if I were to mix school and Posey together, then I would have the absolutely, most perfect day. Obviously. Unfortunately, sometimes mixing two great things together makes for an absolutely huge mess, like grape juice and fluffy carpets, or lollipops and long hair. Well, I would not recommend mixing school and Posey together, unless you love having a classroom pest.
With easy-to-read language and illustrations on almost every page, the Daisy Dreamer chapter books are perfect for emerging readers.
About the Author
Holly Anna has always had a wild imagination. When she was little, she used to doodle drawings that would transport herself and her friends to a wonderful world of make believe. Now she visits other worlds through writing. Holly lives in San Jose, California, with her family. They have four cats: Rocket J. Squirrel, Le Mew, The Honest John Wookenchops a.k.a. “Wookie”, and Noel.
Genevieve Santos is an illustrator born, raised, and living in San Jose, California, and sole proprietor of a small stationery company, Le Petit Elefant. Wanderlust got the best of her so she’s traveled to thirty-one countries before turning thirty, sometimes backpacking, sometimes by camper van, sometimes on her own, but always with a sketchbook. Her love for animation started at a young age, and is what drives her to draw the slightest observations. She also has an insatiable weakness for ice cream.
Read an Excerpt
Posey, the Class Pest
“Sweet dreams, Daisy Dreamer!” Mom and Dad say as they turn off the lights.
“Wait! I’m not tired!” I tell them, but the door clicks shut. I stare up at the glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling and yawn.
Then I hear a familiar voice. “I’m not tired either!”
I squint my eyes to see in the dark. I wish I were a cat, like Sir Pounce, so I could have super-duper night vision.
“Posey?” I call out. “Is that you?” My heart is beating so thumpety fast. Then I spy a light tracing a new imaginary door on my wall. The door swings open, and there’s my imaginary friend, wearing a big silly grin on his face.
“Hi, Daisy!” he says.
I breathe a sigh of relief. “You scared me!”
He slaps his knee and laughs, like he thinks that’s so funny. “Sorry. I heard you weren’t tired. So, do you want to have an adventure?”
I open my mouth, and another big fat yawn rolls out. “Isn’t it kind of late to start an adventure?” I ask.
Posey jumps onto my bed. “Not in the WOM!” he says.
The WOM is the World of Make-Believe. Obviously.
“We could go to Roller-Coaster Raceway!” Posey suggests. “Or Bouncy Town, which is a whole town made out of bounce houses!”
I get up on one elbow. That does sound fun . . . but my eyes feel so heavy. . . .
“And you’d love the Pet Post Office!” Posey cheers. “It’s a post office completely run by dogs, cats, guinea pigs, and more!”
I flop back down on my pillow. “Maybe tomorrow . . . ,” I say through another yawn. “I’m totally zonked.”
Posey shakes my arm. “But you said you weren’t tired.”
I pull my arm back and shut my eyes. “I know, but I’m so sleepy now. Plus I have school tomorrow.” Now I can feel myself fading fast.
“May I go to school with you?” Posey asks.
I snuggle deeper into my pillow. “Sure, Posey. Whatever you say,” I murmur, before falling completely and totally asleep.