Brooke the Photographer Fairy Read online

  I’m the king of designer fashion,

  Looking stylish is my passion.

  Ice Blue’s the name of my fashion line,

  The designs are fabulous and they’re all mine!

  Some people think my clothes are odd,

  But I will get the fashion world’s nod.

  Fashion Fairy magic will make my dream come true —

  Soon everyone will wear Ice Blue!

  Cover

  Title Page

  Dedication

  Map

  Poem

  Photo Fiasco

  Flashes on the Roof

  Jack Frost, Supermodel!

  Toy-store Trouble

  Snapping on Ice!

  Surprise Shower!

  Teaser

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  Copyright

  “This place is so beautiful,” said Kirsty Tate, gazing around at the lush green grass, the bright flowers, and the potted palms. “Isn’t it funny seeing a garden up so high?”

  She was standing in the middle of the roof garden on top of the brand-new Tippington Fountains Shopping Center. The glass-fronted Roof Garden Café was at the far end. Next to the café was a glass elevator that took visitors down to the mall.

  “It must be even prettier when the sun’s shining,” replied her best friend, Rachel Walker. “All the glass must really sparkle.”

  They both looked up at the gray rain clouds that were gathering overhead.

  “Yes, it’s too bad that it isn’t a sunny day,” Kirsty agreed.

  All week long, the girls had been involved in the design competition at the new shopping mall. There was a fashion show planned for the next day to celebrate the end of the mall’s first week.

  “I think this is the best place to have a photo shoot, even if the weather isn’t perfect,” said Rachel with a smile.

  Kirsty’s and Rachel’s outfits had been among those chosen to be in the fashion show. Today, the winners were taking part in a photo shoot for The Fountains Fashion News magazine. Supermodel Jessica Jarvis and designer Ella McCauley were there, too. They had been special guests at the shopping mall all week, and now they were helping the kids make sure that their colorful, imaginative clothes looked as good as possible. Kirsty was wearing the dress that she had made out of scarves, and Rachel had put on her rainbow-painted jeans.

  Cam Carson, the photographer, was busy organizing the winners into groups.

  “I’d like you all to choose themes for your photos,” she said. “It should be something that connects with your designs and means something special to you.”

  Kirsty turned to Rachel.

  “What should we pick?” she asked. “What fits with rainbow colors?”

  “Easy,” said Rachel. “Our theme should be friendship. That fits with rainbows — the fairies taught us that!”

  The girls grabbed hands and smiled at each other.

  “That’s perfect,” Kirsty replied. “We’re really lucky. I’m so glad we met each other that day on the boat to Rainspell Island.”

  “Me, too,” said Rachel.

  Ever since that vacation on Rainspell Island, the girls had shared a wonderful secret. They were friends with the fairies! They often traveled to Fairyland and helped outwit Jack Frost and his goblins. Their friendship had grown stronger and stronger with every adventure they shared.

  The other competition winners were getting ready for their photograph to be taken, too. A boy named Dean was wearing a space-themed T-shirt and carrying a model spaceship. A girl named Layla had designed a soccer uniform and had a soccer ball tucked under her arm.

  “You all look wonderful,” said Jessica. “Now remember, the best photographs are taken when you look happy and natural. So just try to relax and smile!”

  Cam Carson picked up her camera and tucked her brown hair behind her ears.

  “OK, I’m ready,” she said. “Who’s going first?”

  “Rachel and Kirsty are first on the list,” said Ella, ushering them forward.

  The girls put their arms around each other and smiled. But just as Cam took the photograph, Kirsty’s hair blew in front of her face.

  “Oops,” said Cam with a laugh. “Let’s try again.”

  She pressed the button once more and then checked the picture on the screen.

  “Oh, no, you were blinking,” she said to Rachel. “Third time’s a charm!”

  She pressed the button again, but this time her finger was in front of the lens.

  “What’s the matter with me today?” she muttered.

  There was a low rumble of thunder, and everyone looked up. The dark rain clouds were moving closer.

  “I’ll have to use the flash,” said Cam, changing the settings on her camera.

  Before she could take another photo, there was a bright flash from the camera.

  “Now it’s going off by itself!” she said, sounding annoyed. “Just a minute, everyone. My camera just doesn’t seem to want to work today!”

  She fiddled with the controls again, but before she could press the button there was another unexpected flash. Taken by surprise, Layla dropped her soccer ball and it bounced toward the edge of the roof. Dean tried to catch it and skidded to a stop right near the edge. He lost his grip on his model spaceship. It crashed to the floor and broke into three pieces!

  “It’s not our lucky day.” Cam sighed as Dean picked up the pieces of his spaceship.

  “This is no ordinary bad luck,” Rachel whispered to Kirsty, looking worried. “This is the work of Jack Frost!”

  Kirsty nodded, thinking about everything that had happened that week. It had all started on the first day of fall break. The girls had been whisked off to Fairyland to see their friends in a fashion show. But Jack Frost and the goblins also showed up, modeling crazy bright-blue outfits from Jack Frost’s designer label, Ice Blue.

  To everyone’s horror, Jack Frost had announced that everyone would soon be wearing Ice Blue clothes — designed by him! With a bolt of icy magic, he stole the magical objects belonging to the Fashion Fairies and carried them off to Tippington Fountains Shopping Center.

  Without their magic objects, the Fashion Fairies couldn’t take good care of fashion in the human and fairy worlds. The girls knew that they had to do something. They had already helped five of the fairies get their magic objects back — but there were still two more to find.

  Kirsty’s thoughts were interrupted by a drop of rain falling onto the tip of her nose.

  Cam sighed as she looked up at the gray clouds.

  “Nothing’s going right today,” she said. “OK, everyone, let’s take a break and go inside. Maybe it’s just going to be a passing shower.”

  She sheltered her camera equipment under a large umbrella, and then followed Jessica, Ella, and the kids into the Roof Garden Café. Kirsty and Rachel stayed back and exchanged a secret glance.

  “This has to have something to do with Jack Frost,” said Rachel.

  “Yes, and his awful goblins,” Kirsty agreed. “The weather forecast didn’t say anything about rain. It was supposed to be sunny.”

  “Come on, let’s go inside before we get wet,” said Kirsty.

  They turned toward the café, but then Rachel grabbed her friend’s arm in excitement. She had seen something out of the corner of her eye.

  “Kirsty, look,” she said, pointing at Cam’s equipment.

  The camera was perched on top of a tripod, and the flash seemed to be glowing brighter than usual. It was hard to see the camera behind the gold
en glow.

  “Why do you think Cam didn’t turn off the flash? She isn’t using it,” said Kirsty.

  “That’s not a flash,” said Rachel, looking at the glowing light more closely. “It’s Brooke the Photographer Fairy!”

  Brooke smiled and waved at them. The girls glanced back at the café to make sure no one was watching, and then they hurried over to the little fairy. She wore skinny jeans and a tunic top, and her glossy black hair seemed to swing as she hovered in front of them. Her dark eyes glinted with fun and excitement.

  “Hello, Kirsty! Hello, Rachel! Did I interrupt a photo shoot? You both look fabulous!” she said.

  “Thanks,” said Kirsty with a smile. “But it was the rain that interrupted the photo shoot, not you. Everything seems to be going wrong for the photographer today.”

  “That’s why I’m here,” said Brooke. “While my magic camera is missing, all fashion shoots will be ruined. I was hoping that you’d help me, just like you’ve helped the other Fashion Fairies.”

  “Of course we will,” said Rachel eagerly. “We’ll do everything we can to find your magic camera.”

  Kirsty was staring over at the other side of the roof garden. “There’s something going on over there,” Kirsty said. “I keep seeing lots of flashes.”

  “Like camera flashes?” asked Brooke.

  “Yes,” said Kirsty. “Look, there’s another one!”

  Rachel and Brooke saw a bright flash.

  “That’s strange,” said Rachel. “Cam’s supposed to be the only photographer up here this morning.”

  “Let’s go and investigate,” Brooke suggested. “I have a feeling that something funny is going on over there.”

  “But remember, no one can see you,” said Kirsty. “There are lots of people in the café over there. One of them might spot you!”

  “Here, hide in my bag,” Rachel said, holding open her pretty rainbow-colored purse.

  Brooke fluttered into Rachel’s bag, and then the girls hurried over to the far side of the roof garden. There were even more flashes coming from that direction now, and they could hear giggles and squawks. What was going on?

  The girls crouched down behind a row of large potted palm trees and cautiously peeked around the green leaves. In the middle of a small clearing, Jack Frost and four goblins were having their own photo shoot!

  Jack Frost was wearing an Ice Blue jumpsuit, with bell-bottoms and a long, rounded collar. He had completed his outfit with a sequinned electric-blue cape and a matching top hat. He was posing with one hand on his hip and the other pointing up to the gloomy sky. He looked very pleased with himself!

  “You!” he bellowed at the shortest goblin. “Fluff up my beard!”

  As the little goblin rushed forward to obey, Jack jabbed his bony finger into the squashy stomach of a plump goblin.

  “You! Get me a different hat!” he demanded. “I want the glittery cowboy hat, and I want it NOW!”

  A third goblin was busily shining electric lights on Jack Frost from all angles.

  “Brighter!” Jack Frost screeched. “For a star like me, the lights should be dazzling, you fool!”

  As the lights grew even brighter, the drizzle stopped and a ray of sunshine fell across Jack Frost’s face. The plump goblin handed him the cowboy hat. A skinny goblin held up a little camera and called out instructions to the cranky model.

  “That’s great!” he yelled as Jack Frost gave him a fake, forced smile. “Let’s see those pearly white teeth! Give me attitude! Give me pizzazz! Who’s the boss?”

  “ME!” Jack Frost exclaimed, giving a huge grin and raising one eyebrow.

  The photographer snapped away as Jack Frost struck pose after pose. Brooke peeked out of Rachel’s bag and gasped. Then she fluttered up to Rachel’s shoulder and folded her arms across her chest.

  “That’s my magic camera,” she said. “I’m so glad we found it, but I’m very angry with Jack Frost and the goblins for stealing it!”

  “We have to get it back quickly,” said Rachel in a determined voice. “The goblins don’t know how to take good care of things, and it would be horrible if they broke the camera.”

  At that moment, the skinny goblin nearly dropped the camera! Brooke almost squealed out loud, but the goblin caught it just in time. He put the strap around his neck.

  “That was close,” said Kirsty. “We’d better do something fast, and I think I have an idea. Brooke, can you disguise me and Rachel as photographers? Maybe we can get close enough to the magic camera to get it back.”

  “No problem,” said Brooke with a wink.

  She waved her wand, and a fountain of silver fairy sparkles fell over the girls. A big camera appeared on a strap around Kirsty’s neck, and Rachel found herself carrying spare lenses, a tripod, and a couple of handheld lights. Their beautiful clothes disappeared and were replaced with bright blue suits that looked like they might be from Jack Frost’s Ice Blue designer label.

  Brooke hid in the pocket of Rachel’s jacket. Then the girls took deep breaths and stepped out from behind the potted palms. They walked slowly toward the little group.

  Jack Frost started shouting as soon as he saw them.

  “Clear out!” he hollered. “This is a very important photo shoot and you’re getting in the way. GET LOST!”

  The girls ignored his rudeness and smiled at him.

  “We’re so sorry,” said Kirsty. “It’s just that we work for Fashion World magazine, and we’re HUGE fans of your Ice Blue fashion label. We’re here to take your photo for the cover of the next issue.”

  “But we can see you’re busy, so we’ll leave,” Rachel added, turning away.

  “WAIT!” shouted Jack Frost. “I want to be a cover model! Come back here, NOW!”

  Kirsty and Rachel stopped, and Jack Frost started barking orders at his goblins.

  “Make my hair look more pointy! Brush my coat! Polish my shoes! HURRY UP!”

  The goblins scurried around their boss, yelping and squealing as they tried to follow all his instructions at once. The smallest goblin held up a mirror, and Jack Frost nodded, primping himself.

  “Are you ready?” asked Kirsty, holding up her camera. She just hoped that her plan would work!

  “This will be the most important photo of my life,” said Jack Frost. “How do I look?”

  “You look very handsome, Your Iciness,” said the plump goblin.

  “Then I’m ready!” said Jack Frost.

  Kirsty pressed the button to take a photo, but nothing happened.

  “Oh, no. I think the battery must be dead.” She groaned. “I don’t have an extra! What am I going to do?”

  “We’ll just have to try again later. We can use it in next month’s issue,” said Rachel.

  “I’m NOT waiting!” Jack Frost shouted. “Do something!”

  Rachel hid a smile. She had guessed that Jack Frost wouldn’t have the patience to wait.

  “Well, there is one thing we could do,” said Kirsty, trying to sound like she had just had the idea. “If your photographer would lend us his camera, we could take your picture with that.”

  The skinny goblin clutched the camera to his chest. Jack Frost turned to him and narrowed his cold eyes.

  “Hand it over,” he snapped.

  “But — but — but you said . . .” the goblin protested.

  “NOW!” roared Jack Frost.

  With a jump of fright, the goblin held out the precious magic camera. Kirsty and Rachel exchanged a glance — their plan was working! Kirsty stretched out her hand, her fingers brushing the strap of the camera. . . .

  Inside Rachel’s pocket, Brooke was very excited to hear that the girls were going to get the camera. She couldn’t resist peeking out to see what was happening.

  “
STOP!” bellowed Jack Frost.

  Kirsty froze, and the goblin snatched the camera back. Jack Frost had seen Brooke in Rachel’s jacket pocket!

  Jack Frost sent a bolt of icy magic toward the girls, and the camera flew out of the goblin’s hand and into Jack’s grabby fingers. Two more ice bolts sent Kirsty and Rachel tumbling to the ground, and then Jack Frost ran past them, toward the glass elevator. The goblins followed as fast as they could, and they dove into the elevator at once. It was a tight squeeze, but they all fit in, and the doors started to close.

  “Quick, stop them!” cried Rachel, scrambling to her feet and racing after the pesky crew.

  But as she reached the elevator, the doors slid shut and the goblins and Jack Frost were carried downward. The last thing Rachel saw before the elevator disappeared was four goblin faces pressed up against the glass, all sticking their tongues out at her.

  “Oh, no. We lost them!” Kirsty exclaimed, running up behind Rachel.

  “We have to follow them!” cried Rachel.

  “We’ll be quicker if you can both fly,” said Brooke.

  She glanced around to make sure no one from the café could see them. Then she zoomed into the air above the girls and waved her wand in a wide circle. Silver fairy dust sprinkled down on Rachel and Kirsty.

  In a flash, the girls were swept off their feet and into the air. Sparkling fairy dust swirled all around them, shrinking them until they were the same size as Brooke. Delicate wings fluttered on their backs, and the girls hovered beside Brooke and smiled at each other.

  “Ready?” Brooke asked.

  “Ready!” said Kirsty and Rachel together.

  “Let’s go!” Brooke cried, swooping down the staircase.