School is out, and Jules is hitting the road! She's off to Montreal where she'll film her first ever movie, The Spy in the Attic. But that means no friends around on her birthday and no birthday party. And with only a hockey player and diva starlet as cast mates in a town where no one speaks her language, Jules is feeling awfully lonely. Good thing her best friend Elinor is sending super-secret spy missions to
keep Jules busy. With a little stealth and a whole lot of gumption, she just might be able to turn her bummer summer into a blockbuster.
A Pennsylvania girl at heart, Beth Ain fell in love with life in New York City, and she loves trying to capture the essence of family life there. Thankfully, she now has the benefits of both city and small town life, having settled in Port Washington, NY, where she lives very happily with her husband and their two kids.
- ! "rom STARRING JULES (SUPER-SECRET SPY GIRL)
\t“They say your movie is going
to be a blockbuster,” Charlotte says the minute she sees me.
\t“Who says?” I
\t“Variety,” Charlotte says.
\t“What’s Variety?” I ask.
magazine all about important things that happen in show business,” Charlotte says.
“I can’t believe you don’t read it. You are seriously the worst child actress ever.”
maybe Jules doesn’t NEED a magazine to tell her things she already knows,” Elinor
says, “because she’s an actual actress in an actual movie, so she already knows
these things in the first place.”
\tWhat am I ever going to do without Elinor
\t“Well, anyway, between Rick Hinkley and Emma Saxony, who is practically
perfect, I don’t think anyone will notice you so much, Jules, so that’s good,” Charlotte
says. “You won’t have to be so crazy nervous all the time.”
\tI glare at her
because I’m pretty sure she isn’t complimenting me.
\t“Anyway, have fun in England,
Elinoh! Sorry you’re missing my luncheon,” Charlotte says before stomping away.
She is throwing herself a going-to-sleepaway-camp luncheon at the diner. What makes
it a luncheon and not just a lunch is the fact that it is a lunch party. I know
this because I made the mistake of asking Charlotte when she invited me. “Oh, don’t
leave without giving me your address,” she shouts from the swing set. “I’ll be writing
to you all on scented stationery with scented markers.”
\t“She better not send
me anything orange-scented,” I say.
\tMaybe I don’t read Variety, but I do know
that this movie might end up being popular, and I am trying to forget about that
since it makes me nervous. I have been trying to spend less time thinking about
all these people going to sit in their sticky, squeaky movie-theater seats watching
the spy version of me, and more time thinking about Canada and all the things I’m
going to get to do there.
\t“She’s wrong anyway, Julesium.” Teddy Lichtenstein
has arrived at the picnic. “According to research, any movie with a former sports
star who tries to be a movie star doesn’t end up doing very well at all.”
Teddy,” I say.
\tWe run around and swing high on the swings and eat sushi rolls
and grapes all afternoon until people start packing up. My mom and Teddy’s mom,
Andie, barely ever look up from the conversation they are having on our blanket,
and I wonder why they never run out of things to talk about.
Breedlove says, coming over to us, “we have to get on with it.”
\tAt this, my
mom stands up and the two moms look at each other with the mom expression that means
everyone is a little upset. My mom takes my hand and I know this means it’s time
to say good-bye.
\t“Well,” Elinor says.
\t“Well,” I say.
looks at the two of us just staring at each other. “Well,” she says in her very
grown-up British way, “Mrs. Bloom and I have arranged for the two of you to e-mail
each other whenever you want.” She smiles a big grown-up smile when she says this.
and I jump up and down and scream-laugh at this news. “No stinky stationery for
us!” Elinor says.
\t“Nope!” I say, and we give a quick hug while we’re still
\t“Okay, off we go,” Elinor’s mom says, pulling her away.
you in August, Jules!” Elinor says.
\t“Write the second you get there,” I say,
and I turn away and start walking toward home, and fast. I have to shake off this
good-bye pronto, since there’s nothing worse than saying good-bye to your still-brand-new
best friend forever."