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 think that when Ali changes into something else, she is somehow able to manipulate the genes within her chromosomes, keeping the genes that make her like what she’s trying to change into and suppressing the ones she doesn’t need.” He gave them a triumphant smile.
“I still don’t get it,” Ali said.
“Maybe I do,” Cassie said. She stared at Murray, like she was studying what was inside his brain, and then turned to Ali. “The genetic differences between people are very small—”
“Point one percent,” Murray offered, trying to be helpful.
Cassie rolled her eyes. “The differences between humans and chimps is around four to five percent,” she said. “But when you examine those differences, you see that a lot of human DNA is deleted in chimps, and a lot of other genetic codes are duplicated over and over. Somehow, you’re able to sense someone else’s genetic code and alter your own!”
Murray gave a vigorous nod. “Exactly!”
It kind of made sense to Ali. “But why would my body do that?”
“Remember what Mr. Corby said about rapid evolution?” said Cassie. “One of your ancestors had to change for some reason. Maybe your body makes a special protein that triggers the change.”
“I’m like a new species?”
Murray’s head bobbed like one of the buoys in the bay. “Yes! Now all we need to do is take some of your blood to a geneticist and prove the theory!”
Ali shook her head. “No way! I’m not a lab rat!”
“But that’s how we’ll know for sure!” protested Murray.
“No way.”
Cassie clipped the straps of her bike helmet together under her chin. “Leave her be, Murray. You can’t just throw this stuff at her and then be shocked when she doesn’t want the world to know. Think about it: does Spider-Man tell people about his abilities? Batgirl?”
“Batgirl doesn’t have any abilities, she’s just in really good shape,” said Murray.
“Besides, your theory doesn’t explain how Ali is able to change her clothes, too. There’s no DNA in clothing.”
“I think I know,” said Ali. “I think I can somehow manipulate atoms.” She concentrated on the gray hoodie and black jeans Murray was wearing for a few seconds, and the others watched in amazement as her old blue jeans and windbreaker morphed into an exact replica of Murray’s outfit.
“Wow” was all Murray could muster.
Ali changed back and climbed onto her bike. “Can we please stop talking about me and my weird powers and just go visit the seals?”