The Copycat by Wendy McLeod MacKnight

The Copycat

The Copycat by Wendy McLeod MacKnight
English | 2020 | Children/Young Adult | ePUB | 3.1 MB

A funny, unpredictable, and heartfelt new novel from Wendy McLeod MacKnight, the author of The Frame-Up. Ali has always acted like a copycat to make friends, but when she unexpectedly inherits the ability to change her appearance at will, fitting in seems impossible! Luckily, with the help of her family, new friends, and a touch of magic, Ali might just survive middle school after all. A great pick for fans of Dan Gemeinhart, Erin Entrada Kelly, and Diana Wynne Jones.
Ali and her parents have moved at least once a year for as long as Ali can remember. She’s attended six different schools, lived in dozens of apartments, and never really felt at home anywhere. But Ali’s parents say living in Saint John, New Brunswick, will be different. They’ve moved in with Ali’s great-grandmother—a spunky 99-year-old with a quirky old house that has room for all of them. Ali wants to believe this will be their last move, but everything seems too perfect to be true.
To Ali’s surprise, things are different this time, but not in the way she hoped. She’s finally inherited the Sloane family powers—the ability to change her appearance into any living thing. Ali is a Copycat. Literally. And being the new kid at school is hard enough without worrying about losing control of your powers and turning into your teacher. Luckily, Ali’s new friends are eager to help her use her newfound power. But as Ali soon learns, being a Copycat is no substitute for being yourself.

Ali had been positive she didn’t know anyone at Princess Elizabeth School, but now she knew that wasn’t true. Alfie was here. But how? Her mind swirled with questions: did Gigi know? Where did he live? It occurred to her that he might be living with his grandfather, who lived only a few blocks from Gigi. Not that she’d ever met Gigi’s son, Andrew Sloane. Or any other Sloanes, for that matter. All because of the Sloane Family Feud.

“Alfie Sloane?” asked interstellar girl.

“You know, the kid I told you about, the one I met in science camp last week. He’s the best. We like all the same stuff.”

“Oh. Right” was the glum response.

Interstellar boy didn’t seem to notice how unenthusiastic his friend was. “Guess what?”

“What?”

“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.

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