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Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Chapter One
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Chapter Two
  12. Seven
  13. Eight
  14. Nine
  15. Chapter Three
  16. Ten
  17. Eleven
  18. Chapter Four
  19. Twelve
  20. Thirteen
  21. Fourteen
  22. Chapter Five
  23. Fifteen
  24. Sixteen
  25. Chapter Six
  26. Seventeen
  27. Eighteen
  28. Nineteen
  29. Chapter Seven
  30. Twenty
  31. Twenty-One
  32. Twenty-Two
  33. Chapter Eight
  34. Twenty-Three
  35. Twenty-Four
  36. Twenty-Five
  37. Chapter Nine
  38. Twenty-Six
  39. Twenty-Seven
  40. Chapter Ten
  41. Twenty-Eight
  42. Twenty-Nine
  43. Thirty
  44. Thirty-One
  45. Chapter Eleven
  46. Thirty-Two
  47. Thirty-Three
  48. Thirty-Four
  49. Thirty-Five
  50. Chapter Twelve
  51. Thirty-Six
  52. Thirty-Seven
  53. Thirty-Eight
  54. Chapter Thirteen
  55. Thirty-Nine
  56. Forty
  57. Forty-One
  58. Forty-Two
  59. Chapter Fourteen
  60. Forty-Three
  61. Forty-Four
  62. Forty-Five
  63. Forty-Six
  64. Forty-Seven
  65. Chapter Fifteen
  66. The Following Summer
  67. About the Author
  68. About the Publisher
  1. Make up a story that its previous owner was a princess who just didn’t need it anymore.
  2. Tell everyone that secondhand is better for the environment—reuse, recycle!
  3. Pretend you have a cousin in Chicago who sends you all her old stuff.

Emily seemed to sense Ali’s discomfort. “Forget computers. What do you want to do, research funny videos or do the first draft of the presentation?”

“Whatever you don’t want to do.”

Emily’s brows furrowed. “I asked what you wanted to do.”

Ali shrugged. Emily should choose.

Emily’s expression turned inscrutable. “Fine. I’ll do the funny videos. Bring your work tomorrow and we’ll put it together.” She peered into her lunch box and frowned. “No cookie!”

Liked they’d rehearsed it, Taylor and Jillian each held out a cookie. The three girls burst into hysterical laughter. Ali laughed too, but didn’t know what she was laughing at. Emily took both cookies and blew her friends a kiss.

Jillian caught Ali’s confusion. “Emily’s mom won’t let her eat cookies, so we each bring an extra one for her.”

“Oh,” Ali said, still missing the joke.

“My mom thinks cookies are unhealthy.” Emily didn’t try to hide her sarcasm. “She’s the queen of diets. Those pink cupcakes the other day? All for show. She likes my friends to think she’s a fun mom.” Emily gobbled the cookies and stood up. “Want to come to the gym? Tom and some boys are shooting hoops. Maybe we can too.”

Ali, a total klutz, hated basketball. “Sure,” she said.

As she followed Emily out of the cafeteria, she saw Cassie was still sitting alone. She waved, but Cassie didn’t wave back.

Twenty-Seven

Ali was happy to see Alfie at her locker again after school. Unlike her relationships with Cassie and Emily, hanging out with Alfie was easy, comfortable. She didn’t feel the overwhelming need to please him like she did with other people. It was like they got each other. Maybe it was because they were cousins. Whatever the reason, it was too bad he couldn’t come to Gigi’s house and that they couldn’t do things together outside of school. But until they fixed the Sloane Family Feud, she’d be satisfied with their walks home.

“Do you miss England?” she asked, shivering from the fog that was so thick it made Alfie look ghostly.

Alfie didn’t respond immediately, like he was trying to find the right words. “It’s amazing to meet you and Murray, but I miss my friends in London. Plus, I’m tired all the time. My mom thinks it’s because we’re trying to adjust to a new climate.”

Another way she and Alfie were different: he’d left friends behind. She’d left no one.

“Did you see your grandfather much when you lived in England?”