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Fantastic Park
Fantastic Park
Fantastic Park
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In book 8 of the Smartboys Club, Monkey and his friends visit the Museum of Natural History. Unfortunately for them, someone who cares more about money than dinosaurs is also there. The Smartboys and Girls have to out-race, out-fight, and out-think a pack of robot Velociraptors and a very angry T-rex to stop a cunning identity thief.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJun 22, 2012
ISBN9781476040325
Fantastic Park
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Rebecca Shelley

Rebecca Shelley writes a wide variety of books—everything from picture books to spy thrillers.She especially likes to write about fantasy creatures such as dragons and fairies.Her children’s books are written under the Rebecca Shelley name.Her thrillers and other books for adults are written under the R. L. Tyler pen name.She also has two books out under the R. D. Henham pen name—Red Dragon Codex and Brass Dragon Codex.

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    Fantastic Park - Rebecca Shelley

    Fantastic Park

    Smartboys Club Book 8

    Rebecca Shelley

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright © 2012 Rebecca Shelley

    Published by Wonder Realms Books

    All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any print or electronic form without permission. Permission is hereby granted for educators and students to print pages from the Smartboys Club Secret Notebook for educational purposes.

    All characters, places, and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual places or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

    Cover art © Lianquan Yu|Dreamstime.com, © Bigredlynx|Dreamstime.com

    Interior art © Fandijki|Dreamstime.com, © Vectomart|Dreamstime.com, © Robert F. Balazik|Dreamstime.com, © Irina Onufrieva|Dreamstime.com, © Nikolai Grigoriev|Dreamstime.com, © Lianquan Yu|Dreamstime.com, © Genestro|Dreamstime.com, NASA Images

    The Smartboys Club

    Book 1: Bees in My Butt

    Book 2: We Flushed it Down the Potty

    Book 3: I Took A Burp

    Book 4: I Lost My Head

    Book 5: My Stomach Explodes

    Book 6: All I Got for Christmas

    Book 7: To Monkey with Love. Yuck!

    Book 8: Fantastic Park

    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1: A Purple Dino Gets What He Deserves

    Chapter 2: No Throwing Sand

    Chapter 3: We Travel Back in Time

    Chapter 4: A Dino Cell Phone

    Chapter 5: Late Cretaceous Park

    Chapter 6: A Pack of Hungry Velociraptors

    Chapter 7: Al Ladón!

    Chapter 8: Out-race, Out-fight, and Out-think

    Chapter 9: Trapped

    Chapter 10: Secret Hideout

    Chapter 11: Epic Face-down

    Chapter 12: Smartboys Save the Day

    Secret Notebook

    Secret Notebook Printable PDF

    About the Author

    Books by Rebecca Shelley

    Dragonbound: Blue Dragon (Sneak Peek)

    Fantastic Park

    Chapter 1

    A Purple Dino Gets What He Deserves

    Hi, my name is Monkey. At least that's what my friends in the Smartboys and Girls Club call me. I'm not even going to tell you my real name, because it really stinks with a capital S.

    So, a couple of days ago we had the science fair, and Bean hatched a dinosaur egg for his project. That got me thinking about dinosaurs. Who could possibly not think about dinosaurs after that? They are the most awesome thing in the whole world. And since I won the science fair, I convinced my mom to let me take my friends with me to the Natural History Museum for my birthday that weekend.

    I can't begin to tell you how totally awesome the Natural History Museum is. It makes me want to jump around like a water molecule heated above 100° Celsius. The museum is in the most biggest hugest building in the entire world. And yes, I know that last sentence was not grammatically correct, but that's what's great about the English language. You can modify it to convey profound meaning and emotion, unless you're an English teacher. Then you have to stick to the rules. Poor English teachers.

    Inside, the museum is like a giant maze that stretches from the beginning of the earth to modern times. It is one of my favorite places in the whole world, and I got to take all my friends there. Unfortunately for us, it was someone else's favorite place too. Someone who cared more about money than dinosaurs.

    The whole bunch of us together don't fit in my mom's car, so Vinny's mom agreed to drop us off in their family's big van. Bean, Vinny, Art, Sandra and I stood on the front sidewalk and stared up at the building. A giant mural of a T-rex towered above us. It's huge jaws and sharp teeth made the hair on the back of my neck stand up and reminded me of the book about dinosaurs I'd just read, Jurassic Park. It's the story about a dinosaur theme park with live dinosaurs that get loose and try to eat everyone. It's not really a kid's book, and it gave me nightmares. So I'd suggest you wait until you're a bit older to read it. But boy, is it an awesome book.

    Now I was about to enter a fantastic dinosaur park in the real world. I was pretty sure the dinosaurs wouldn't eat us, though the billboard proudly announced, Monsters from the Ancient World Brought to Life! Ominous music wafted from the speakers on the side of the building.

    Bean put a skinny hand on my shoulder. I know what you're thinking, Monkey. But you and I both know there aren't going to be real live dinosaurs in there. I looked it up on the internet last night. The museum's living dinosaurs are actually automatons, robots built to look real. Their movements are computer controlled. We are not about to be hunted by a pack of hungry Velociraptors.

    Yeah, sure. I knew that, I lied. In case you haven't noticed, I have a really big imagination.

    Sandra glared at the speakers broadcasting the music. "That's Grieg's In the Hall of the Mountain King. It's supposed to be about fairies and goblins. You know, fantasy stuff, not dinosaurs."

    Sounds like rampaging dinosaurs to me, I said.

    "Mussorgsky's A Night on Bald Mountain would have been better." Sandra shook out her long curly red hair and headed toward the front doors.

    I shrugged. There's no point arguing about music with Sandra. She's a musical genius who has already composed whole symphonies of her own.

    You should write your own dinosaur music, Art said, hurrying after her. Then I could make an animated video to go with it. Art's a brilliant artist, and he kind of has a crush on Sandra. Bean, Vinny, and I followed them in. And my mom came too, of course. She had to pay.

    In the lobby, a comical purple dinosaur sang an annoying song until snatched up in the jaws of a T-rex skeleton and shaken into silence.

    Wow, Vinny said. I'd love to get a look at the code that controls those automatons.

    Chapter 2

    No Throwing Sand

    Mom got us the tickets and we started into the museum. The first section is all about how paleontologists dig up the fossils that tell us the history of life on earth. There is a window where you can watch the paleontologists work on the dinosaur bone fossils that have been taken from the quarry and brought to the museum. There are trilobite fossils you can drill out of the stone and keep, but Mom said we didn't have time to do that. What she really meant was that she didn't have any extra money to pay for that activity. Sometimes I wish we were really rich.

    Even though we couldn't drill out the real

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