Greetings, humans! I am Louie the Unicorn and this is my tale. That's tale with a T-A-L-E. I can't give you my T-A-I-L because I need it for swatting flies and swishing handsomely. Anyway, my tale that is not a tail began with a yawn on yet another perfect day in Story Land. The sun had his shiniest hat on, the birds were belting out their greatest hits, and the mermaids, goblins, and fairy folk were living in perfect harmony somewhere over the rainbow. I know what you're thinking. Snooze fest! But then . . . WHOOSH!! Excitement arrived with the wind. I'm talking about the breezy kind of "wind" here, not the bottom-explosion kind. Mom says unicorns shouldn't talk about bottom-explosions because we have our sparkly reputations to protect. So there I was, with my non-exploding bottom, trotting through the magical forest, when a scrap of paper floated into view. NEW YORK SCHOOL OF PERFORMING ARTS Are you a magical creature who loves to perform? Are you looking for fame and glory? If so, then we're looking for you! Enroll: 4PM, Monday BE THERE! Wow! And another wow! Fame? Glory? New York? Three times wow! I'd been desperate to visit New York since I first read about it in the Story Land library. Bright lights. Big dreams. Even bigger doughnuts. This was my destiny. I, Louie the Unicorn, was going to become a super-sized New York superstar. Nothing could stop me. Although I should probably check with Mom and Dad first. Excerpted from Louie Lets Loose! (Unicorn in New York #1) by Rachel Hamilton All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
