{"product_id":"into-the-game-minecraft-woodsword-chronicles-1-isbn-9781984850454","title":"Into the Game! (Minecraft Woodsword Chronicles #1)","description":"\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003eThe first official chapter book series based on Minecraft!\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFive young Minecraft players in the real world find themselves transported inside the game they love. But now it's not a game--and they will have to use everything they know to explore, build, and survive! This illustrated hardcover series will thrill and engage fans of Minecraft and action-packed fantasy stories alike.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e© 2019 Mojang AB and Mojang Synergies AB.  MINECRAFT and MOJANG are trademarks or registered trademarks of Mojang Synergies AB.\u003cb\u003eNick Eliopulos \u003c\/b\u003eis a children’s book author. His works include \u003ci\u003eSuper Friends: Flying High \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eGulliver’s Travels.  \u003c\/i\u003eFour figures stood huddled around \u003cb\u003ea single torch\u003c\/b\u003e. It was the only source of light in the underground burrow. And they all knew that monsters could not spawn in the light. \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e“It’s too crowded in here¸”\u003c\/b\u003e said one figure. \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e“We can dig deeper¸”\u003c\/b\u003e said the second figure, who was holding a pickaxe\u003cb\u003e. “I could make the burrow bigger.”\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e“No¸ we can’t risk it¸”\u003c\/b\u003e said the third figure, who had crafted both the pickaxe and the torch. \u003cb\u003e“I don’t have the materials to make any more tools. And if we dig too far¸ we might hit a cave or a mineshaft. That might let the monsters in and—”\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e The speakers went silent. They all heard it. Something out there was moaning. All four of them stood absolutely still. \u003cbr\u003e After what seemed like forever, the moaning moved on. Everyone made eye contact. They nodded when they agreed it was gone. \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e“I want to pinch myself to see if I’m dreaming¸”\u003c\/b\u003e one of them said, holding up a blocky hand, \u003cb\u003e“but I don’t have any fingers here.”\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e Here meant in Minecraft. As impossible as it seemed, the four of them were inside their favorite video game. Really inside it. Living it. Minecraft was real. \u003cbr\u003e That sounded like a good thing, but there was a problem: \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eThey didn’t know how to get back home to the real world. \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Ash Kapoor stood in the shadow of the castle. It was a cursed place, with dark windows and tall, twisting turrets. A flag snapped in the wind. On it was the image of some fearsome beast, the likes of which she’d never seen. A crow cawed in the distance. \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eAny other kid would be afraid right now, Ash thought. But not me. I eat danger for breakfast!\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e Ash had in fact eaten oatmeal for breakfast. \u003cbr\u003e And she wasn’t standing in front of a spooky old castle, either. It was just her new school, \u003cb\u003eWoodsword Middle.\u003c\/b\u003e But if she squinted at the building just right, she could imagine it was a haunted fortress, or a forgotten temple, or an alien stronghold on some far-off moon. \u003cbr\u003e Any of those places would be better than the truth: Ash was starting at another school as “the new kid” all over again. For the third time in three years, her family had been forced to move because of her mother’s job. \u003cbr\u003e She straightened her sash. It was part of her \u003cb\u003eWildling Scout uniform\u003c\/b\u003e, and it \u003cb\u003edisplayed dozens of badges. Each badge was a reminder\u003c\/b\u003e of something Ash had done well or a new skill she had mastered. They were like little trophies that stayed with her no matter how many times she had to start over. \u003cb\u003eShe rubbed one for good luck.\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e “You can’t just stand in the middle of the staircase like that,” said a boy as he stepped around her. \u003cbr\u003e “Yeah, \u003cb\u003eare you lost \u003c\/b\u003eor something?” added a girl, who edged past Ash on the other side. \u003cbr\u003e “Actually, I could use some directions!” said Ash. “I’m looking for room 247.” \u003cbr\u003e “It’s right next to room 246,” said the girl. \u003cbr\u003e “And 248,” said the boy. “You can’t miss it.” Ash smiled pleasantly. \u003cbr\u003e “Thank you!” she said, although their “directions” had been far from helpful. \u003cbr\u003e She tapped her \u003cb\u003eUrban Exploration badge\u003c\/b\u003e. This wasn’t her first time alone in a strange new place or school. She would find room 247, and she would face down any perils she met along the way. \u003cbr\u003e “Excuse me!” said another impatient voice at her back. \u003cbr\u003e But first, she really had to stop standing in the middle of the staircase. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Ash was late when she reached room 247. She had hoped to slip in unnoticed. Instead, every single one of her classmates slid their eyes over to her as she walked in the door. \u003cbr\u003e “Please take your seat,” said the teacher, shuffling through some papers on her desk. \u003cbr\u003e “Um, I don’t have a seat yet,” said Ash. \u003cb\u003e“I’m new.”\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e “Oh! You’re the new girl.” The teacher looked up at her now. The woman’s hair was frizzy. Her topknot was held back with knitting needles, as if it were a half-used ball of yarn. “I’m sorry, dear. \u003cb\u003eI’m so scatterbrained\u003c\/b\u003e before my first pot of coffee.” \u003cbr\u003e “Don’t you mean your first \u003ci\u003ecup\u003c\/i\u003e of coffee?” asked Ash. \u003cbr\u003e “I’m Ms. Minerva,” she said, changing the subject. “Why don’t you introduce yourself to the class?” \u003cbr\u003e Ash turned toward her new classmates. She took a deep breath, tapping her \u003cb\u003ePublic Speaking badge\u003c\/b\u003e for luck and putting on a bright smile. She had been through this before. \u003cbr\u003e “Hi, everyone!” she said cheerfully. \u003cb\u003e“My name is Ash Kapoor.\u003c\/b\u003e I just moved here with my family from the West Coast, but I was born in Florida. I like scouting, animals, and \u003cb\u003evideo games.”\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e A boy in the second row perked up. He pointed to his binder, which was decorated with Minecraft stickers. \u003cbr\u003e Ash nodded. “Minecraft especially,” she added. Maybe she wouldn’t have so much trouble making friends this time. \u003cbr\u003e “An animal lover?” said Ms. Minerva. “Why, that gives me an idea. How would you like to take care of \u003cb\u003eBaron Sweetcheeks\u003c\/b\u003e for a while?” \u003cbr\u003e The boy with the Minecraft binder perked up again. He raised his hand. \u003cbr\u003e “Baron . . . Sweetcheeks?” Ash asked, uncertain. \u003cbr\u003e “The class hamster,” Ms. Minerva clarified. Then she whispered, “I didn’t name him.” \u003cbr\u003e “Ms. Minerva?” the boy said, waving his hand. \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e“Yes, Morgan?”\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e The boy straightened up in his seat. “Baron Sweetcheeks is actually a lot of work.” \u003cbr\u003e Ms. Minerva sighed. “Twenty-four children are a lot of work, Morgan. \u003cb\u003eBaron Sweetcheeks is a hamster.”\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e “Sure, he looks cute,” Morgan Mercado said. “From a distance! But if you neglect him even a little bit, he freaks out. He needs food, fresh water, exercise, cute hats, intellectual stimulation—” \u003cbr\u003e “It sounds like you could use a break from the hamster, Morgan,” said their teacher. \u003cbr\u003e Morgan shook his head. “No, I—” \u003cbr\u003e “I don’t mind,” Ash said. “I’m happy to help. I’ll start today.” \u003cbr\u003e “It’s settled, then,” said Ms. Minerva. “Ash, there’s an open seat in the back there.” \u003cbr\u003e Ash felt quite happy. The day was off to a good start. And she had so much in common with Morgan! As she walked past him on the way to her seat, she gave him a friendly little wave. \u003cbr\u003e He didn’t wave back.","brand":"Random House Books for Young Readers","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302772986085,"sku":"NP9781984850454","price":9.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781984850454.jpg?v=1767730133","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/into-the-game-minecraft-woodsword-chronicles-1-isbn-9781984850454","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}