Clayton Stone, Facing Off

Clayton Stone, Facing Off

by Ena Jones


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Thirteen-year-old Clayton’s new assignment for the Special Service means adopting a new identity—indefinitely. He has to leave behind his friends and beloved lacrosse team to live as "Max Carrington," a student at the Sydney Brown School, where the President’s son Kyle is a seventh grader. But Clayton isn’t the only new kid at school and there’s something odd about his fellow outsider, James Scott. Is James hiding something, and is he a threat to Kyle? The chaos of undercover life keeps Clayton on his toes as he rushes from one crisis to the next, while a cutthroat school election brings out some strong personalities at Sydney Brown. To make matters worse, Clayton’s new lacrosse team is set to play Masters Academy in the playoffs. It looks like he will face off against his best friends and former teammates! Clayton’s adventures are better than ever in this funny and heartwarming sequel to Clayton Stone, At Your Service.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780823436484
Publisher: Holiday House
Publication date: 07/30/2016
Pages: 224
Product dimensions: 6.50(w) x 5.50(h) x 1.10(d)
Lexile: 770L (what's this?)
Age Range: 8 - 12 Years

About the Author

Ena Jones is the author of Clayton Stone, At Your Service. Kirkus Reviews raved, "What really makes this take on the kid-turned-spy story special is that it has a heart." She lives in North Carolina with her family.

Read an Excerpt

My assignment is going really well. I’ve just tackled the president’s kid and shoved him into a toilet stall. As in, the son of the President of the United States. As in, a toilet stall.

I didn’t have a choice! I’ve been a student at the Sydney Brown School less than fourteen minutes; the door with the FACULTY BATHROOM sign was the only logical option. Where the heck else could I hole up with him?

It’s practically impossible to get my SpiPhone and keep hold of Kyle—Captain Thompson did warn me this job might get complicated—and now it sounds like a sledgehammer is coming through the bathroom door. I need help, preferably within the next 30 seconds.

How did I get into this mess, just when I thought life had returned to normal?

It started with an abrupt knock on my thigh—the Special Service version of a text.

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