Sophie Steps Up (Faithgirlz!/Sophie Series, Band 2) - Softcover

Rue, Nancy N.

Softcover

ISBN 10: 0310738512 ISBN 13: 9780310738510

Verlag: Study Resources, 2013

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Sophie LaCroix is a creative soul with a desire to become a great film director someday, and she definitely has a flair for drama! Her overactive imagination frequently lands her in trouble, but her faith and friends always save the day. This bindup includes two-books-in-one, Sophie Under Pressure and Sophie Steps Up.

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Nancy Rue has written over 100 books for girls, is the editor of the Faithgirlz Bible, and is a popular speaker and radio guest with her expertise in tween and teen issues. She and husband, Jim, have raised a daughter of their own and now live in Tennessee.

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Sophie Steps Up

Faithgirlz!By Nancy Rue

ZONDERKIDZ

Copyright © 2013 Nancy Rue
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-310-73851-0

Chapter One

Sunlight hit Sophie LaCroix smack in the eyes as she and her dad stepped from the NASA building.

Solar rays, Sophie corrected herself. If she was going to make a movie about outer space, she was going to have to start thinking more scientifically.

Her dad grabbed her elbow—just before she stepped off the curb into the employees' parking lot.

"Let me at least get you to the car before you go off into La-La Land," Daddy said.

Sophie gave him her wispy smile. Not because he was right about La-La Land. Her daydreams were much more sophisticated than that. She grinned because he was grinning, instead of scolding her for not paying attention to her surroundings, the way he used to do.

"Sorry," Sophie said. "Did I almost get run over?"

"Not this time," Daddy said. He imitated her high-pitched voice, but that was okay too. His eyes were doing the good kind of teasing.

Sophie hoisted her pretty-skinny, short self up into Daddy's black Chevrolet pickup that he called the Space Mobile and whipped the light brown strands of her down-to-the-shoulders hair off her face.

I'm going to have to wear it in a braid if I'm going to play an astronaut in the movie, she thought. You can't have a bunch of hair flying around in your space helmet.

Did they call them helmets? Would hair actually fly around with that no-gravity thing they were talking about?

Sophie sighed as she adjusted her glasses. There was so much she was going to have to find out.

"All right, dish, Soph," Daddy said. "Your mind's going about nine hundred miles an hour."

"No, the speed of light—which is faster than anything."

Daddy arched a dark eye brow over his sunglasses as he passed through the NASA gate. "Somebody was paying attention."

"Okay, so what does NASA stand for again?" Sophie said.

"National Aeronautics and Space Administration."

"Oh." Sophie spun that out in her head. "Then it should be NAASA."

Daddy shook his head. "That would sound like a sheep. Naaa."

"What's `aeronautics'?" She knew she could ask her best friend, Fiona, who knew what every word in life meant, but there was no time to waste. There was a film to be made.

"It's anything that has to do with making and flying aircraft," Daddy said.

Sophie decided she and the Corn Flakes would probably stick to the space part, which had real possibilities.

"Anything else you need to know for your report?" Daddy said.

"My what?"

"Your report. You know—Kids Go to Work with Dads Day. Don't you have to write up something for school?"

"Oh," Sophie said. "Yeah."

Daddy gave her a sideways glance. "Don't think I don't know what's going on in there," he said. He tapped her lightly on the forehead. "You can make your movie. Matter of fact, I WANT you to so you won't leave the planet when you're supposed to be doing your schoolwork."

Sophie nodded. The only reason he had given her the video camera was so she would spin out her dreams on film instead of letting them draw her right out the window when she was in class.

"Can I trust you to do your report as soon as you get home, without my having to check it?"

"No," Sophie said. "You better check it."

Dad chortled. That was the way Fiona always described it when Sophie's dad laughed.

Yeah, Fiona was definitely good with words. Sophie wanted to get her started writing the script right away. And Maggie would need plenty of time to work on costumes. And Kitty had to get the graphics going—

"Earth to Sophie." Daddy landed the truck in the driveway, and Sophie reentered the atmosphere.

"The report. By nineteen hundred hours."

Sophie did a quick calculation in her head. "Seven o'clock," she said.

"Roger," Daddy said.

"Over and out."

Sophie tried to keep a very scientific face as she ran into the house, headed for the stairs. If she didn't stay completely focused, nineteen hundred hours was going to come and go—and so would the video camera. "Hi, Mama, how are you?" Sophie's mom said sarcastically from the kitchen doorway. "Let me tell you about my day."

Sophie turned around, hand tight on the banister. Mama's brown-like-Sophie's eyes were shining at her, right out of the halo of her curly frosted hair. She looked impish—the way people often said Sophie herself did.

"Hi, Mama," Sophie said. She edged up another step. "I'll tell you all about it later. I have to get my report done."

"Sorry, Mama," Daddy said from behind Sophie's mom. "She has her orders."

Sophie's hand got even tighter on the banister as she watched the happy elf go back inside her mother, to be replaced by a stiff face.

"I see," she said. "You go on then, Dream Girl."

And then Mama turned back to the kitchen without even looking at Daddy.

Sophie hurried up the steps so she wouldn't have to hear the silence that was going to freeze up the whole kitchen. Every time Mama and Daddy were in the same room lately they turned into popsicles. It had been way back before Thanksgiving that she'd last heard them laugh together, and this was January. Sophie closed her bedroom door and headed for her bed—the best place for thinking in the whole entire galaxy. As soon as Daddy looked over her paper, she would have the all-clear to dream the dreams that had to come before Corn Flakes Productions—Sophie, Fiona, Kitty, and Maggie—could start on the film.

She sighed happily to herself as she pulled out her notebook, selected the blue-green gel pen—a very aeronautical color, she thought—and went to work.

At least it was Mr. Denton, the language arts teacher, she was writing for. He liked it when she wrote about things just the way she saw them. In blue-green words, she took him all the way through the huge telescope where you could see the craters of the moon like they were right next door—and the robotic arm they were building to capture satellites from space shuttles and work on them—and the plants that had actually been grown in space.

She polished it off with the best part: the simulated space station. She'd learned that "simulated" meant it was a fake but it was just like the real thing. She'd been allowed to go into that and see how it orbited all the time and what kind of experiments they did in there in microgravity. She hadn't even heard of microgravity before, and now she could imagine herself in it—and that was when what she was supposed to do next hit her.

I know now, Sophie wrote in her final paragraph, that I am called to make a major film about a brave girl astronaut named—

Sophie paused, gel pen poised over paper. She didn't quite have the name yet. Daddy would still let it pass without that one detail.

It is my responsibility to put what I have learned on film, she wrote on, so that others may have their eyes opened—THAT was brilliant—to the wonderful world of outer space.

She signed her name with a flourish and sank back into the pillows to survey her work. There were probably some words spelled wrong, she knew that. She wasn't that good of a student yet—even though she had come a way-long way since she'd started at Great Marsh Elementary back in September. Back then she had been failing, but that was before she started seeing Dr. Peter. He was her therapist, and he was a Christian like her, and he could help her with ANY problem.

Sophies at up and cocked an ear toward her...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: Study Resources
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2013
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 0310738512
• ISBN 13: 9780310738510
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 240
• Kontakt zum Hersteller: Nicht verfügbar
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