Chapters (68)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- One
- Two
- Chapter One
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Chapter Two
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Chapter Three
- Ten
- Eleven
- Chapter Four
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Chapter Five
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Chapter Six
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Chapter Seven
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Chapter Eight
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Chapter Nine
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Ten
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Chapter Eleven
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Chapter Twelve
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirteen
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Chapter Fourteen
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Chapter Fifteen
- The Following Summer
- About the Author
- About the Publisher
“I know it’s silly—” Emily started to say, then stopped. “I’m sorry, I don’t know your name and it seems rude to ask you a favor until I do.”
“Jackson Mather” was the gruff response.
Emily’s smile dazzled. “I know it’s silly, Jackson, but I really want to sit here. If you’re desperate to stay, fine, but if you don’t care, it would be super nice if you’d give it to us.”
Ali expected Jackson to say something snarky, so she was surprised when he elbowed Tom. “They can have it.” The two boys gathered their things and stood up.
“Awesome!” Emily squealed. “You guys are the best! I won’t forget this.”
Jackson’s defiance was replaced by a bashful smile. He mumbled, “No problem,” and scurried after Tom to the other side of the library.
“Wow,” said Ali, flopping onto the couch, “I can’t believe they moved!”
Emily sat down, opened her notebook, and uncapped a red pen. “My dad says that if you’re nice to people, people will be nice to you. Some people forget that.”
EMILY’S RULES
- If you are nice to people, people will be nice back to you.
- You can only be excellent if you put in the work.
Ali made a mental note to create a new category called Emily’s Rules as soon as she got home, and make what Emily had just said rule number one. She’d never met anyone so wise.
Emily bit down on her pen cap. “We need to come up with something stellar. I want to get the best mark. Do you have any ideas?”
Ali might have forgotten that today was project brainstorming day, but she’d come prepared. “What about a field study? In my last school, we did a field study of wildflowers. Everyone collected whatever they could find in their neighborhood and brought them to school. We worked together to identify them. It was fun.”
“A field study.” Emily repeated the words like she was testing them. “How would we do that for the classification of organisms?”
Ali stared at the gold stars scattered across Emily’s leggings. She needed to impress Emily. If she didn’t, she might be on the outs with the popular kids, and she couldn’t afford to do that. It was a relief when the perfect solution popped into her head.
“What if we did a field study of a single block in Saint John? You know, take pictures of everything we see from the five kingdoms and then do a summary about what we saw.”
Emily smiled. “Ooh—I love that idea! It’s so scientific! We could do the block that runs around the park near where I live!” Her face clouded over. “But how can we see everything?”
“Do you mean monerans and protists, because they’re so tiny?” Ali asked.
Emily nodded. “We can’t leave anything out. . . .”