Story Thieves
(Sprache: Englisch)
This "clever opener likely to leave readers breathless both with laughter and anticipation" (Kirkus Reviews, starred review) is the first in the New York Times bestselling series from the author of the Half Upon a Time trilogy.
Life is boring when...
Life is boring when...
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This "clever opener likely to leave readers breathless both with laughter and anticipation" (Kirkus Reviews, starred review) is the first in the New York Times bestselling series from the author of the Half Upon a Time trilogy.Life is boring when you live in the real world, instead of starring in your own book series. Owen knows that better than anyone, what with the real world's homework and chores.
But everything changes the day Owen sees the impossible happen-his classmate Bethany climb out of a book in the library. It turns out Bethany's half-fictional and has been searching every book she can find for her missing father, a fictional character.
Bethany can't let anyone else learn her secret, so Owen makes her a deal: All she has to do is take him into a book in Owen's favorite Kiel Gnomenfoot series, and he'll never say a word. Besides, visiting the book might help Bethany find her father...
...Or it might just destroy the Kiel Gnomenfoot series, reveal Bethany's secret to the entire world, and force Owen to live out Kiel Gnomenfoot's final (very final) adventure.
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Story Thieves CHAPTER 1 Owen wanted to scream at the horror before him. But the sound wouldn't come and the nightmare only continued, forcing Owen to ask himself, deep down, one question:
"Can anyone tell me what three-fourths times two-thirds is?"
Mr. Barberry stood at the board at the front of Owen's classroom, his arms folded, waiting for a hand to raise.
No, not that question. The real question was this: Was there anything in the world that could possibly be more boring than fractions? Owen frowned as Mr. Barberry gave up on volunteers and just picked someone. "Mari? Three-fourths times two-thirds?"
Being locked in a room with no windows or doors, without anything to do, while wearing a blindfold and being forced to name various types of trees? That'd be pretty boring, but not fractions boring.
"One-half," Mari answered, and Mr. Barberry nodded.
Maybe if someone gave you enough soda to keep you awake for hours, then read furniture building instructions to you? In another language?
Except what if you accidentally started to learn that foreign language without realizing it? That'd almost be considered worth it to some people. So that was instantly out.
"Owen?" Mr. Barberry said. "How about you? One-third times two-thirds."
"Two-ninths?" Owen said, faking enthusiasm.
"That's right," Mr. Barberry said, and turned back to the board while Owen let his mind wander again.
Maybe being stuck home sick and too feverish to think or do anything except watch TV, and the only channel that came in was an infomercial for other infomercials. That would be pretty boring.
"One-third times one-third?" Mr. Barberry asked. "Gabriel?"
"One-ninth?" Gabriel answered, his eyes glazed over.
Nope, fractions still won. And by a lot.
If only the bell would ring early from some freak electrical surge. Sure, it had never happened before, but Owen was nothing if not optimistic. And that was something he was pretty proud of, since it
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wasn't easy to be optimistic in the face of all these math problems.
"How about four-fifths times one-eighth?" Mr. Barberry asked. "Bethany, want to take this one?"
There was no answer, so Mr. Barberry turned around. "Bethany?"
Owen threw a look over his shoulder and saw Bethany hunched down behind her math book, her head not even visible. She wasn't actually sleeping, was she? That'd be brave. Dumb, but brave.
Either way, at least something was happening, and that meant class got just a fraction less boring. Owen covered his smile with his hand. Fraction. Ha!
"Bethany!" Mr. Barberry shouted.
Bethany jerked back in her chair, and her math book tumbled forward, revealing something else behind it: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Uh-oh.
Mr. Barberry just glared at Bethany for a second as she looked around, a mix of confusion and fear on her face. Owen winced, waiting for Mr. Barberry to start yelling, but fortunately the bell rang right at that moment, releasing them for lunch.
"Okay, go," Mr. Barberry said. "Everyone but you, Bethany."
The girl nodded, her long bronze-colored hair falling forward over her face. Owen threw a sympathetic look back at her, then noticed something weird.
Was that chocolate on her chin?
But then the other students blocked his view, and he shrugged, not willing to chance getting yelled at too. Besides, lunch meant at least he had a half hour of no fractions.
After waiting in a lunch line that he'd have to remember to add to his list of the most boring things ever, Owen carried his tray of pizza and milk around the cafeteria, looking for a seat. He considered one table with some boys from his class, but
"How about four-fifths times one-eighth?" Mr. Barberry asked. "Bethany, want to take this one?"
There was no answer, so Mr. Barberry turned around. "Bethany?"
Owen threw a look over his shoulder and saw Bethany hunched down behind her math book, her head not even visible. She wasn't actually sleeping, was she? That'd be brave. Dumb, but brave.
Either way, at least something was happening, and that meant class got just a fraction less boring. Owen covered his smile with his hand. Fraction. Ha!
"Bethany!" Mr. Barberry shouted.
Bethany jerked back in her chair, and her math book tumbled forward, revealing something else behind it: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Uh-oh.
Mr. Barberry just glared at Bethany for a second as she looked around, a mix of confusion and fear on her face. Owen winced, waiting for Mr. Barberry to start yelling, but fortunately the bell rang right at that moment, releasing them for lunch.
"Okay, go," Mr. Barberry said. "Everyone but you, Bethany."
The girl nodded, her long bronze-colored hair falling forward over her face. Owen threw a sympathetic look back at her, then noticed something weird.
Was that chocolate on her chin?
But then the other students blocked his view, and he shrugged, not willing to chance getting yelled at too. Besides, lunch meant at least he had a half hour of no fractions.
After waiting in a lunch line that he'd have to remember to add to his list of the most boring things ever, Owen carried his tray of pizza and milk around the cafeteria, looking for a seat. He considered one table with some boys from his class, but
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Autoren-Porträt von James Riley
James Riley lives in Virginia. He is the New York Times bestselling author of the Half Upon a Time, Story Thieves, Revenge of Magic, and Once Upon Another Time series.
Produktdetails
- Autor: James Riley
- Altersempfehlung: 8 - 12 Jahre
- 2015, Reprint, 416 Seiten, Maße: 13 x 19,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Simon & Schuster US
- ISBN-10: 1481409204
- ISBN-13: 9781481409209
- Erscheinungsdatum: 02.02.2017
Sprache:
Englisch
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