Sophie the Snoop
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“Hey, Arch!” she heard Toby say. “Pass it. Over here!”
Sophie turned to see Toby waving. She did not know what she was more full of — surprise or happiness.
Archie didn’t know that Toby was on her side again! She watched Archie toss Toby the hat. And she crossed her arms and grinned. She held one hand out and waited for Toby to give her the hat.
Then … what?
Sophie couldn’t believe it. Toby took the hat and ran out of the room instead!
How could she, Sophie Miller, have been so dumb? Toby Myers had not changed. Not one little bit!
Sophie chased him into the hall and all the way outside, with Archie close behind. “Give it back, right now! It’s not even my hat. It’s my dad’s,” she called.
“Then he’ll have to make me,” Toby shouted back. “Here, Archie! Catch!”
Ugh! Inside, Sophie groaned. If there was one game she really disliked, it was keep-away. She hated it so much!
“I’m not kidding, guys,” she yelled. “Give it back!”
By then, the whole class had gathered around.
“You know, the substitute is coming,” Grace warned them.
Archie shrugged. “Oh, all right,” he said to Sophie. “Have your hat back. Here.”
He started to hand it to Sophie. But then he stopped and did something terrible — something that made the whole class go, “Oh, no!”
Archie held up her hat and he licked it.
Ew! Gross! Sophie thought.
She took the hat with two fingers. She didn’t know what else to do. She held it very far away from her. And she wrinkled up her nose.
“Put it on. I dare you,” Archie said. He laughed and gave Toby a high five.
Sophie’s nose unwrinkled. She glared her fiercest glare. Had Archie just dared her?
How dare he do that!
She looked at the poor hat, all cootied up with Archie’s spit. She did not want to wear it. But now she had to.
Sophie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then she set the hat on her head.
“Whoa!” her friends gasped.
“Wow! You really did it,” Kate said beside her. She was impressed.
Sophie shrugged. “Well, he dared me, didn’t he? There’s never been a dare I wouldn’t do….” Then suddenly, she smiled. She was getting an idea! “Hey, Kate! Maybe that’s it!”
Kate grabbed her hand. She waggled her eyebrows and grinned. “Come on, Sophie the Daredevil!” she said. “Let’s go home and wash that hat!”
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Does Sophie dare to
try out a new name?
Take a peek at Sophie’s next adventure….
Sophie looked down at the cup in front of her. It was full. Very full. And what it was full of did not look very good.
“Drink it!” said Jack. He leaned across the lunch table. “Go ahead. I dare you!”
The other kids from her class were all gathered around. “Drink it! Drink it!” they started to chant.
“I will, I will,” Sophie said at last. “You know there’s never been a dare I wouldn’t do.”
But she also couldn’t help leaning back in her chair. Whew! That cup smelled bad!
It pretty much smelled like what was in it. And by themselves, those things were okay. Sophie liked milk. And fruit punch. And chocolate pudding. And ketchup. And applesauce. And ranch dressing. And chicken noodle soup.
But together?
Not so much.
But Sophie had asked for it. Or she had asked for a dare, anyway. How else would she prove her great new name?
Sophie the Daredevil! How good did that sound? How special! And unique! Sophie was dying for a name that would make her stand out. And now at last she’d found it!
In her head, she had ideas of what some extra-fun dares would be. Dares like climbing up the big oak tree. Or jumping off the swing. Or holding her breath for a whole minute. (She’d even practiced that.)
Unfortunately, things had not gone as she planned. Sophie’s friends were happy to dare her. Very happy. But their ideas of dares were … different.
They were GROSS.
All of them.
So far, Sophie had licked the blacktop and the window on the school bus.
She had smelled Dean’s sneakers (both of them!), and sat on a mysterious wet spot.
Then there was the lunchroom. That was not fun at all. This “Drink of Doom” was actually Sophie’s second one.
Sophie looked down at the lumpy liquid. A noodle floated to the top.
“Drink it! Drink it! Drink it!” her friends chanted.
Sophie’s best friend, Kate, patted her back. “Just close your eyes and pretend it’s a smoothie. Like the last time,” she said.
“Right.” Sophie made a face. She swallowed hard.
She wondered if she’d ever drink a smoothie again. Probably only if someone dared her. She would have to then.
At last, she sat up straight. She grabbed the cup in one hand. She pinched her nose using the other and squeezed her eyes shut.
Gulp … gulp … gulp. Sophie let the liquid slosh down her throat.
Ugh! She did not feel good.
For a second she thought, Was it worth it?
Then a cheer rang out: “Yeah! Sophie!”
She smiled a big smile. Was it worth it? Yes! For sure!
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Finding the right name isn’t easy! See what else Sophie tries out….
SOPHIE the AWESOME
SOPHIE the HERO
SOPHIE the CHATTERBOX
SOPHIE the ZILLIONAIRE
SOPHIE the SNOOP
SOPHIE the DAREDEVIL
SOPHIE the SWEETHEART
About the Author
Just like Sophie, Lara Bergen would love to find a name that describes her perfectly … but for now she’ll settle with being the author of this great series and many other books for children — and, before that, the proud editor of many more. She lives in the Big Apple, New York City, with the best husband and two children in the world.
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Copyright © 2011 by Lara Bergen
Cover art by Laura Tallardy
Cover design by Tim Hall
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First printing, April 2011
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