Margaret Haddix - Among the Imposters
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Among The Impostors
by Margaret Peterson Haddix
One
Sometimes he whispered his real name in the dark, in the middle of the night.
Luke. My name is Luke.
He was sure no one could hear. His roommates were all asleep, and even if they werent, there was no way the sound of his name could travel even the short distance to the bed above or beside him. He was fairly certain there were no bugs on him or in his room. Hed looked. But even if hed missed seeing a microphone hidden in a mattress button or carved into the headboard, how could a microphone pick up a whisper he could barely hear himself?
He was safe now. Lying in bed, wide awake while everyone else slept, he reassured himself of that fact constantly. But his heart pounded and his face went clammy with fear every time he rounded his lips for that u sound instead of the fake smile of the double ~ in Lee, the name he had to force himself to answer to now.
It was better to forget, to never speak his real name again.
But hed lost everything else. Even just mouthing his name was a comfort. It seemed like his only link now to his past, to his parents, his brothers.
To Jen.
By day, he kept his mouth shut.
He couldnt help it.
That first day, walking up the stairs of the Hendricks School for Boys with Jens father, Luke had felt his jaw clench tighter and tighter the closer he got to the front door.
Oh, dont look like that, Mr. Talbot had said, pretending to be jolly. Its not reform school or anything.
The word stuck in Lukes brain. Reform. Re-form. Yes, they were going to re-form him. They were going to take a Luke and make him a Lee.
It was safe to be Lee. It wasnt safe to be Luke.
Jens father stood with his hand on the ornate doorknob, waiting for a reply. But Luke couldnt have said a word if his life depended on it.
Jens father hesitated, then pulled on the heavy door. They walked down a long hallway. The ceiling was so far away, Luke thought he could have stood his entire family on his shoulders one on top of the other, Dad and Mother and Matthew and Mark and the highest one still would barely touch. The walls were lined, floor to ceiling, with old paintings of people in costumes Luke had never seen outside of books.
Of course, there was very little hed ever seen outside of books.
He tried not to stare, because if he really were Lee, surely everything would look familiar and ordinary. But that was hard to remember. They passed a classroom where dozens of boys sat in orderly rows, everyone facing away from the door. Luke gawked for so long that he practically began walking backwards. Hed known there were a lot of people in the world, but hed never been able to imagine so many all in one place at the same time. Were any of them shadow children with fake identities, like Luke?
Jens father clapped a hand on his shoulder, turning him around.
Ah, heres the headmasters office, Mr. Talbot said heartily. Just what we were looking for.
Luke nodded, still mute, and followed him through a tall doorway.
A woman sitting behind a mammoth wood desk turned their way She took one look at Luke and asked, New boy?
Lee Grant, Jens father said. I spoke with the master about him last night.
Its the middle of the semester, you know, she said warningly. Unless hes very well prepared, he shant catch up, and might have to repeat
That wont be a problem, Mr. Talbot assured her. Luke was glad he didnt have to speak for himself. He knew he wasnt well prepared. He wasnt prepared for anything.
The woman was already reaching for files and papers.
His parents faxed in his medical information and his insurance standing and his academic records last night, she said. But someone needs to sign these
Jens father took the stack of papers as if he autographed other peoples documents all the time.
Probably he did.
Luke watched Mr. Talbot flip through the papers, scrawling his name here, crossing out a word or a phrase or a whole paragraph there. Luke was sure Jens father was going too fast to actually read any of it.
And that was when the homesickness hit Luke for the first time. He could just picture his own father peering cautiously at important papers, reading them over and over before he even picked up a pen. Luke could see his fathers rheumy eyes squinted in concentration, his brow furrowed with anxiety.
He was always so afraid of being tricked.
Maybe Jens father didnt care.
Luke had to swallow hard then. He made a gulping noise, and the woman looked at him. Luke couldnt read her expression. Curiosity? Contempt? Indifference?
He didnt think it was sympathy.
Jens father finished then, handing the papers back to the woman with a flourish.
Ill call a boy to show you your room, the woman said to Luke.
Luke nodded. The woman leaned over a box on her desk and said, Mr. Dirk, could you send Rolly Sturgeon to the office?
Luke heard a roar along with the mans reply, Yes, Ms. Hawkins, as if all the boys in the school were laughing and cheering and hissing at once. Luke felt his legs go weak with fear. When this Rolly Sturgeon showed up, Luke wasnt sure hed be able to walk.
Well, Ill be off, Jens father said. Duty calls.
He stuck out his hand and after a moment Luke realized he was supposed to shake it. But hed never shaken hands with anyone before, so he put out the wrong hand first Jens father frowned, moving his head violently side to side, and glaring pointedly at the woman behind the desk. Fortunately, she wasnt watching. Luke recovered. He clumsily touched his hand to Jens fathers.
Good luck, Jens father said, bringing his other hand up to Lukes, too.
Only when Mr. Talbot had pulled both hands away did Luke realize hed placed a tiny scrap of paper between Lukes fingers. Luke held it there until the woman turned her back Then he slid it into his pocket.
Jens father smiled.
Keep those grades up, he said. And no running away this time, you hear?
Luke gulped again, and nodded. And then Jens father left without a backward glance.
Two
Luke wanted to read the note from Mr. Talbot right away. He was sure it would tell him everything everything he needed to know to survive Hendricks School for Boys. No to survive anything that might come his way in this new life, outside hiding.
It was just one thin scrap of paper. Now that it was in his pocket, Luke couldnt even feel it there. But he had faith. Jens father had hidden Luke from the Population Police, double-crossing his own employer. Hed gotten Luke his fake I.D., so he could move about as freely as anyone else, anyone who wasnt an illegal third child. Jens father had risked his career helping Luke. No, it was more than that hed risked his life. Surely Mr. Talbot would have written something incredibly wise.
Luke slid his hand into his pocket, his fingertips touching the top of the note. Ms. Hawkins was looking away. Maybe The door opened behind Luke. Luke jerked his hand out of his pocket.
Scared you, didnt I? a boy jeered. Made you jump.
Luke was used to being teased. He had older brothers, after all. But Matthew and Marks teasing never sounded quite so mean. Still, Luke knew he had to answer.
Sure. Im jumpy like a cat, Luke started to say. It was an expression of his mothers. Being cat-jumpy was good. Like being quick on his feet.
Just in time, Luke remembered he couldnt mention cats. Cats were illegal, too, outlawed because they might take food that was supposed to go to starving humans. Back home, Luke had seen wild cats a few times, stalking the countryside. Dad had liked having them around because they ate rats and mice that might eat his grain. But if Luke were really Lee Grant, filthy-rich city boy, he wouldnt know a thing about cats, jumpy or otherwise.
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