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A Dangerous Game
A Dangerous Game
A Dangerous Game
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A Dangerous Game

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An exciting school trip goes horribly wrong in this thrilling adventure from master storyteller Malorie Blackman.

Although Sam has a long-term illness, all he wants is the chance to lead a normal life. So he is thrilled when he finally gets his mum and dad to let him go on the school trip to the Scottish Highlands. Sam's desperate for an adventure and wants to prove to everyone that he's just as strong as his friends. But when some of the boys from his class take a reckless risk in order to win a challenge, the trip turns out to be more dangerous than Sam could have imagined. Particularly suitable for struggling, reluctant or dyslexic readers aged 8+.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateDec 1, 2020
ISBN9781800900264
A Dangerous Game
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Malorie Blackman

Malorie Blackman is one of the UK's leading children's authors, and offers a unique insight into multicultural Britain. She is a prolific writer, having produced over 50 books for children since 1990. One of these, ‘Pig-Heart Boy’, was nominated for the prestigious Carnegie Medal and adapted into a BAFTA award-winning television series. Another of her novels, ‘Noughts and Crosses’, was voted as one of the nation's 100 favourite books in the BBC Big Read survey.

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    A Dangerous Game - Malorie Blackman

    Chapter 1

    I Told You

    "Come on, Sam, said Billy. Show them you can do it."

    The cheers and jeers of the crowd around Sam were so loud that he could only just hear his best friend Billy. Sam tried to ignore the frantic beat of his heart slamming against his ribs. He tried to ignore the deafening noise all around him. Instead, he forced himself to focus on his arms. Big mistake! The muscles in Sam’s upper arms felt like they’d locked solid and caught fire!

    "Come on, Sam!" Billy’s yells were even more urgent now.

    What a wimp! said another voice. Look at the sweat dropping off his forehead. He’s only done four press-ups and he’s ready to pass out.

    Sam didn’t need to look up to know who’d just spoken. Brandon.

    I am not a wimp, Sam thought. I’ll show you, maggot-face! I can do this, I know I can. I just need to push! Sam tried to relax his arm muscles a tiny bit – so that they’d unlock without the rest of his body crashing to the floor.

    Push!

    Sam gritted his teeth so hard they felt like they’d shatter at any second. He tried to force his arms to push the rest of his body upwards. At that moment, Sam felt as if he had an adult elephant sitting on his back. His mum was always nagging him about how skinny he was and how he needed to put on more weight to become stronger. But Sam didn’t feel the least bit strong right then!

    Almost, Sam. Almost, screamed Billy. He sounded like he was about to burst a blood vessel. But Sam had never been so grateful for the sound of Billy’s voice.

    He could do it … He could do it …

    He couldn’t!

    Sam collapsed in a heap on the gravel below him. A sharp piece of stone dug into his chin, but Sam didn’t even wince. No matter how much his chin might hurt, it couldn’t compare to how awful he felt inside. He’d failed.

    Oh! The crowd around him gave a disappointed sigh – as if Sam had let them all down as well. He turned his head. Some of them were drifting away already. Others were looking at him and shaking their heads.

    I told you he wouldn’t be able to do five press-ups, Brandon sneered. I’m surprised he could manage four.

    Shut up, Brandon, snapped Billy. Sam did his best.

    His best isn’t up to much, Brandon replied. His best is less than my worst!

    Leave him alone, said Billy. He’s only just got over being ill …

    When is he going to stop using that as an excuse for being so useless? Brandon said, unimpressed.

    Sam wished his friend would shut up. He knew that Billy was only standing up for him, but it wasn’t making him feel any better. In fact, it was just the opposite – Billy was making him feel worse. Sam had his breath back now and scrambled to his feet. Brandon and his friends stood in a line, looking at Sam like he was something disgusting they’d just stepped in. He knew what they were thinking: he was a weed, a weakling, a waste of space. And in that moment, Sam felt that they were right.

    Are you boys planning to sleep here tonight? the caretaker called from the school entrance. Or will you be going home some time before I retire?

    Brandon and his friends left without looking back. And just like that, Sam was dismissed. Sam brushed the gravel off his hands, wishing they were the only part of his body that hurt.

    Never mind them, Billy said with a smile. You did great.

    No, I didn’t. Sam shook his head. I couldn’t even do five press-ups. Five rotten press-ups. My mum could do more than that!

    It doesn’t matter, Billy told Sam. It’s not important—

    It is to me, Sam interrupted.

    "You’re making mountains out of molehills.

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