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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

“He said he’d join debate club. We need at least four kids to have a team. Ms. Ryder told me this morning that so far, I’m the only one who’s signed up.”

“I might join.”

“I thought you weren’t interested.”

“A person can change their mind. You always say how great it is, and my mom just joined Toastmasters International to become a better public speaker, so I thought I’d give it a try.” Ali could hear the defensiveness in the girl’s voice.

“Okay. You’ll like Alfie; he’s a riot. He’s in eighth grade and has lived in London for like his whole life. Cool, huh?”

“My mom and dad went to London once.”

Interstellar boy ignored the comment and stood up. “I think we should go look for him, make sure he’s not off by himself somewhere.” The thoughtfulness of the comment made Ali wistful; she wished someone cared enough to check on her, too.

The girl didn’t respond but must have agreed, because paper crinkled, lunch bags zipped closed, and chair legs scraped. Then they were gone. And even though she didn’t know them, their absence tugged at her.

Alfie Sloane was somewhere in this school right now. Thrilled, Ali let that fact sink in. She’d wanted to meet Alfie her whole life. What was he like? She’d only seen one picture of him, taken in front of the London Eye when he was five years old. He’d looked like her, but she knew a lot could change between the time a person was five and twelve. Interstellar boy had described him as funny. Like Digger on the front porch this morning, wagging his tail to make her and her mom laugh. She was surprised Alfie was a grade ahead of her; they were born in the autumn of the same year. Maybe he was super smart and had skipped a grade.

The biggest question was this: was Alfie a Copycat? Ali wasn’t sure if she wanted him to be one or not. In some ways, it would be nice if he was a boring old Constant like her. But if he was a Copycat, he’d be able to change into anything, just like Digger, which would be kind of cool. No, that wasn’t the biggest question. The biggest question was: would Alfie want to meet her? Did the Sloane Family Feud extend down to their generation? And if it did, why?