Frankie Sparks and the Talent Show Trick by Megan Frazer Blakemore

Author:Megan Frazer Blakemore [Blakemore, Megan Frazer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Social Themes, New Experience, Science & Technology, Performing Arts, General
ISBN: 9781534430488
Google: 3S6BDwAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 42202061
Publisher: Aladdin
Published: 2019-06-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Card Game

“IT’S TOO BAD YOU CAN’T be in the talent show,” Lila said to Maya the next morning. “Ms. Frost says that when we have rehearsal, we get to have pizza.”

“With extra cheese!” Luke piped in.

“Oh,” Maya said. “That sounds cool.”

“I bet you would’ve been really good, too,” Lila said. “Do you have a costume? I bet you could wear something fun if you were a magician’s assistant. I would wear a mask over my eyes. Or a fancy hat. With feathers and glitter and everything. A black one or maybe purple.”

Frankie had to admit that a black or purple mask with feathers and glitter sounded amazing, but she was too mad to give Lila a compliment. “Who says we aren’t doing the talent show?” Frankie asked.

Lila looked at Frankie, then at Maya, then back at Frankie. “Your audition was kind of a disaster.”

“Ms. Frost said we can be in the show,” Frankie told them. She had gone and spoken to Ms. Frost just like she’d promised Maya. Frankie had explained that Maya was a little nervous, but that they’d keep practicing and would have it under control. To her friends in her class, though, she said, “We just didn’t want to show you all our best tricks—right, Maya?”

“Um . . . ,” Maya said.

Frankie puffed out her chest. “I mean, maybe we have a few very small problems to work out, but we’ll get it. And our act will blow your mind.”

“You’re really going to do the show?” Lila asked Maya.

Maya looked over at Frankie. Her eyes were wide and she looked uncertain. Frankie gave her a nod. “I guess so,” Maya said.

“We will be there,” Frankie said. “Don’t you worry!”

She grabbed Maya by the hand and pulled her over to the hermit-crab tank, where their class pet, Lenny, poked his head out of his shell and regarded them with mild interest.

“Did you solve it, Frankie?” Maya asked. “Did you come up with an idea to solve my problem?”

“Not yet,” Frankie confessed. “I went to see Mr. Winklesmith, but I still don’t have my great idea yet.”

“What did he say?”

“He said I needed to find a way to help you hold the cards.”

“That’s not exactly helpful.”

“I know,” Frankie said.

Ravi, who was sitting at a table nearby, leaned his chair back. They were supposed to keep four legs of the chair on the floor at all times, but Ravi was a perpetual leaner. “You know,” he said, “I get nervous sometimes too.”

“You do?” Maya asked.

“Sure,” he said. “At my first piano recital, I actually threw up—”

“Ravi!” Frankie said. “That’s not helping.”

Ravi shrugged and turned back to his worksheet.

Maya, though, asked, “And then what happened?”

“Nothing,” he said. “I threw up in the trash can backstage, I put some gum in my mouth to make the taste go away—”

“Ew!” Frankie said.

“And then I went out and played. I figured if throwing up was the worst thing, then I could handle it.”

“Throwing up is pretty awful,” Maya said.

“It is,” Ravi agreed. “But I could handle it.

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