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
Ali liked rules. In third grade, she’d discovered there were scientific laws for things like gravity, time, and the orbit of planets, which helped people understand the world around them and create order from chaos. Ali decided she needed her own laws to make sense of things she couldn’t control, like Digger’s Copycat powers and her family’s constant moving. Laws sounded too fancy, so Ali called them rules, and copied each one into a tattered green notebook in her spidery cursive handwriting. Gigi said cursive writing was a dying art, but that Ali should master it, because someday she might have to write a thank-you note to a king or queen. Over time, there were so many rules she was forced to put them into categories, like New School Rules or Digger Rules, which pleased her because the laws of nature were categorized, too.
The most important new school rule was: Sit at a table closest to the teachers when you don’t know anyone. That way no one could try any monkey business. She’d learned that at Milltown Elementary School in grade three, when a boy covered in freckles named Carl stole her lunch. Which wasn’t a big deal because that was the year her family was on welfare, and all Carl got was half a peanut-butter sandwich on stale rye bread. He never bothered her again. Ali scanned the cafeteria, spotted the teachers’ table, and dodged her way through the crowd until she reached the table next to it. She was pleased when her homeroom teacher, Ms. Ryder, smiled and waved.
ALI’S NEW SCHOOL RULES
- Sit at a table closest to the teachers when you don’t know anyone.
- Sit between groups of kids.
- First day outfit: T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
- Get the lay of the land before you make friends.
- Always carry a book.
- Try not to tell people that you don’t own a television or a computer.
- Always act like the popular kids. They’re popular for a reason.
- Join a club to meet people. Ideally, a swim team, except there never is one.
- FIT IN!
The next thing was to snag a seat in the center of the table between two groups of kids. This was a trick learned at Port Elgin Regional School in grade four, when she’d realized that sitting at the end of a table by yourself was a recipe for unwanted attention. And not just of the bullying kind, but of the look-it’s-a-new-kid-let’s-be-her-friend kind, which led to: Get the lay of the land before you make friends. It had taken her months in Port Elgin to extricate herself from a group of girls who talked about nothing except their favorite TV shows, something Ali couldn’t do because her family didn’t own a TV.