Bestest. Ramadan. Ever.

No pizza. No boyfriend. (No life.) Okay, so during Ramadan, we''re not allowed to eat from sunrise to sunset. For one whole month. My family does this every year, even though I''ve been to a mosque exactly twice in my life. And it''s true, I could stand to lose a few pounds. (Sadly, my mom''s hotness skipped a generation.) But is starvation really an acceptable method? I think not. Even worse, my oppressive parents forbid me to date. This is just cruel and wrong. Especially since Peter, a cute and crushable artist, might be my soul mate. Figures my bestest friend Lisa likes him, too. To top it off, there''s a new Muslim girl in school who struts around in super-short skirts, commanding every boy''s attention—including Peter''s. How can I get him to notice me? And will I ever figure out how to be Muslim and American?