Blabber Mouth
Morris Gleitzman

Two hours ago, when I walked into this school for the first time, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and, apart from a knot in my guts the size of Tasmania, life was great. Now here I am, locked in the stationery cupboard.

Rowena wants to be friends but the other kids don't. Is it because she's just stuffed a frog into Darryn Peck's mouth? Or is it because of her Dad?