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
“Good. We went down to Tin Can Beach to see the seals.”
Cassie’s eyes lit up. “What were they like?”
“They’re way bigger than I imagined they’d be. There was a zoologist and a marine biologist there, taking pictures and notes. It was so interesting!”
“I wish I’d gone too. Figures you’d go with Emily.”
Ali crossed her arms. “I went with Emily because we were working on our project.” Why was Cassie being so difficult?
“I’m sorry,” Cassie whispered. “I’m being stupid. I’d like to do fun things with you too.”
This was uncharted territory. Ali had never been in demand before. She didn’t want to disappoint Cassie. “Maybe we could go this weekend if they’re still there.”
“Are you serious? That would be great! I bet Murray will want to go too. We’ll bike there; it only takes half an hour. Murray and I used to go to Tin Can Beach a lot in the summer, before Alfie arrived.”
ALI’S RULES FOR WHEN YOU SUDDENLY FIND YOURSELF POPULAR
- Enjoy it.
- Enjoy it.
- Enjoy it.
“Sure,” said Ali, pleased she’d made Cassie happy again.
Cassie dug into her lunch with newfound gusto. “So, what did you change into last night?”
Ali leaned across the table. “A chipmunk, an ant, and a lion.”
“No way!”
“Yup.”
“Which did you like better?”
“For sure the lion. I was terrified someone would step on me when I was an ant, and the antennae felt so strange. Did you know ants use them to smell?”
Cassie nodded. “Em . . . I mean, I did a project about ants in grade two.”
“I turned back when I spied a spider in the corner. It was staring at me, like I was supper or something.”
“Gross.”
“Gross is right.”
Cassie sat back in her chair. “You have the most interesting life ever.”
Ali leaned back, surprised by the compliment and the look of admiration on Cassie’s face. She’d been so worried about becoming a Copycat that she hadn’t considered the flip side of her predicament—that she was the only person at Princess Elizabeth School who could do what she could do. It was kind of amazing. There was only one problem: no one besides Cassie and Murray could know. It kind of made her sad. Imagine how popular she’d be if everyone knew. She’d have more friends than she knew what to do with!
Twenty-Five
“Let’s talk about evolution,” Mr. Corby said in science class that afternoon. “Many, if not all, of the organisms we’ve been studying this past week have evolved to adapt to their environment.”
Murray raised his hand. “I read about this cool moth whose wings look like owl eyes so that its predators will leave it alone.”