Among the Impostors (Shadow Children Series #2)by Margaret Peterson Haddix, Cliff Nielsen
Luke Garner is an illegal third child. All his life has been spent in hiding. Now, for the first time, Luke is living among others. He has assumed a deceased boy's identity and is attending Hendricks School for Boys, a windowless building with cruel classmates and oblivious teachers. Luke knows he has to blend in, but he lives in constant fear that his behavior will… See more details below
Luke Garner is an illegal third child. All his life has been spent in hiding. Now, for the first time, Luke is living among others. He has assumed a deceased boy's identity and is attending Hendricks School for Boys, a windowless building with cruel classmates and oblivious teachers. Luke knows he has to blend in, but he lives in constant fear that his behavior will betray him.
Then one day Luke discovers a door to the outside. He knows that beyond the walls of Hendricks lie the secrets he is desperate to uncover. What he doesn't know is whom he can trust -- and where the answers to his questions may lead him...
Lu Ann Staheli
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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 weren't, 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. He'd looked. But even if he'd 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 "e" 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 he'd 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.
By day, he kept his mouth shut.
He couldn't help it.
That first day, walking up the stairs of the Hendricks School for Boys with Jen's father, Luke had felt his jaw clench tighter and tighter the closer he got to the front door.
"Oh, don't look like that," Mr. Talbot had said, pretending to be jolly. "It's not reform school or anything."
The word stuck in Luke's 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 wasn't safe to be Luke.
Jen's father stood with his hand on the ornate doorknob, waiting for a reply. But Luke couldn't have said a word if his life depended on it.
Jen's 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 he'd 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. He'd known there were a lot of people in the world, but he'd 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?
Jen's father clapped a hand on his shoulder, turning him around.
"Ah, here's the headmaster's 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," Jen's father said. "I spoke with the master about him last night."
"It's the middle of the semester, you know," she said warningly. "Unless he's very well prepared, he shan't catch up, and might have to repeat "
"That won't be a problem," Mr. Talbot assured her. Luke was glad he didn't have to speak for himself. He knew he wasn't well prepared. He wasn't 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 "
Jen's father took the stack of papers as if he autographed other people's 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 Jen's 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 father's rheumy eyes squinted in concentration, his brow furrowed with anxiety.
He was always so afraid of being tricked.
Maybe Jen's father didn't care.
Luke had to swallow hard then. He made a gulping noise, and the woman looked at him. Luke couldn't read her expression. Curiosity? Contempt? Indifference?
He didn't think it was sympathy.
Jen's father finished then, handing the papers back to the woman with a flourish.
"I'll 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 man's 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 wasn't sure he'd be able to walk.
"Well, I'll be off," Jen's father said. "Duty calls."
He stuck out his hand and after a moment Luke realized he was supposed to shake it. But he'd never shaken hands with anyone before, so he put out the wrong hand first. Jen's father frowned, moving his head violently side to side, and glaring pointedly at the woman behind the desk. Fortunately, she wasn't watching. Luke recovered. He clumsily touched his hand to Jen's father's.
"Good luck," Jen's father said, bringing his other hand up to Luke's, too.
Only when Mr. Talbot had pulled both hands away did Luke realize he'd placed a tiny scrap of paper between Luke's fingers. Luke held it there until the woman turned her back. Then he slid it into his pocket.
Jen's father smiled.
"Keep those grades up," he said. "And no running away this time, you hear?"
Luke gulped again, and nodded. And then Jen's father left without a backward glance.
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 couldn't even feel it there. But he had faith. Jen's father had hidden Luke from the Population Police, double-crossing his own employer. He'd gotten Luke his fake I.D., so he could move about as freely as anyone else, anyone who wasn't an illegal third child. Jen's father had risked his career helping Luke. No, it was more than that he'd 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, didn't I?" a boy jeered. "Made you jump."
Luke was used to being teased. He had older brothers, after all. But Matthew and Mark's teasing never sounded quite so mean. Still, Luke knew he had to answer.
"Sure. I'm jumpy like a cat," Luke started to say. It was an expression of his mother's. Being cat-jumpy was good. Like being quick on his feet.
Just in time, Luke remembered he couldn't 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 wouldn't know a thing about cats, jumpy or otherwise.
He clamped his mouth shut, closing off his "Sure " in a wimpy hiss. He kept his head down, too scared to look the other boy right in the eye.
The boy laughed, cruelly. He looked past Luke, to Ms. Hawkins.
"What's wrong with him?" the boy asked, as if Luke weren't even there. "Can't talk or something?"
Luke wanted Ms. Hawkins to stick up for him, to say, "He's just new. Don't you remember what that's like?" But she wasn't even paying attention. She frowned at the boy.
"Rolly, take him to room one fifty-six. There's an empty bed in there. Just put his suitcase down. Don't waste time unpacking. Then take him back to Mr. Dirk's history class with you. He's already behind. Lord knows what his parents were thinking."
Rolly shrugged and turned around.
"I did not dismiss you!" Ms. Hawkins shrieked.
"May I be dismissed?" Rolly asked mockingly.
"That's better," Ms. Hawkins said. "Now, get. Go on with you."
Luke picked up his suitcase and followed, hoping Rolly's request for dismissal would work for both of them. Either it did, or Ms. Hawkins didn't care.
In the hallway, Rolly took big steps. He was a good head taller than Luke, and had longer legs. It was all Luke could do to keep up, what with the suitcase banging against his ankles.
Rolly looked back over his shoulder, and started walking faster. He raced up a long stairway. By the time Luke reached the top, Rolly was nowhere in sight.
Rolly leaped out from behind the newel post. Luke jumped so high, he lost his balance and teetered on the edge of the stairs. Rolly reached out, and Luke thought, See, he's not so bad. He's going to catch me. But Rolly pushed instead. Luke fell backwards. He might have tumbled down all the stairs, except that Rolly's push was crooked, and Luke landed on the railing. Pain shot through his back.
"Got you good, didn't I?" he said.
Then, strangely, he grabbed Luke's bag and took off down the hall.
Luke was afraid he was stealing it. He galloped after Rolly.
Rolly screamed with laughter, maniacally.
This was not what Luke had expected.
Rolly dodged around a corner and Luke followed him. Rolly discovered a secret about Luke's bag that Luke had missed it was on wheels. So Rolly could run at full-speed with the bag rolling behind him. He careened this way and that, the bag zigzagging from side to side. Luke got close enough to tackle it if he wanted, but he hesitated. If the bag had been full of his own clothes, all the hand-me-down jeans and flannel shirts he'd gotten after Matthew and Mark outgrew them, he would have leaped. But the bag held Baron clothes, stiff shirts and shiny pants that were supposed to make him look like Lee Grant, instead of Luke Garner. He couldn't risk ruining them. He focused on Rolly instead. Instinctively, Luke dove over the bag to catch Rolly's legs. It was like playing football. Rolly fell to the ground with a crash.
"Just what is the meaning of this?" a man's voice boomed above them.
Rolly was instantly on his feet.
"He attacked me, sir," Rolly said. "I was showing the new boy his room and he attacked me."
Luke opened his mouth to protest, but nothing came out. He'd learned that from Matthew and Mark: Don't tattle.
The man looked dismissively from Rolly to Luke.
"What is your name, young man?"
Luke froze. He had to stop himself from saying his real name automatically. Then he had a split second of fearing he wouldn't be able to remember the name he was supposed to use. Was he taking too long? The man's glare intensified.
"L-L-Lee. Lee Grant," Luke finally stammered.
"Well, Mr. Grant," the man snapped. "This is a fine way to begin your academic career at Hendricks. You and Mr. Sturgeon each have two demerits for this disgraceful display. You may report to my room after the final bell to do your time."
"But, sir, I told you," Rolly protested. "He attacked me."
"Very well, Mr. Sturgeon. Make that three demerits for each of you."
"But " Rolly was undeterred.
Rolly was going to complain again. Luke could tell by the way he was standing. But the man turned away and began walking down the hall, as if Rolly and Luke were both too unimportant to bother with, and he'd wasted enough time already.
Luke's head swam with questions. What were demerits? When was final bell? Where was this man's room? Who was he, anyway? Luke tried to muster up the nerve to call after the man or to ask Rolly, which seemed even more dangerous. But then he was blindsided with a shove that sent him crashing into the wall.
"Fonrol!" Rolly exploded.
Luke slumped against the wall. His shoulder throbbed. Why did Rolly seem to hate him so much?
"Well, come on, you little exnay," Rolly taunted. "Want to get demerits from Mr. Dirk, too?"
He stepped backwards, tugging on Luke's suitcase. Then he shoved it through a nearby doorway. Luke looked up and saw 156 etched on a copper plaque on the door. Relief overwhelmed him. Finally something made sense. This was his room. The rest of the day would be horrible he'd already resigned himself to that. But eventually it would be night, and he'd be sent to bed, and he could come to this room and shut the door. And then he could read the note from Jen's dad, if he didn't get a chance to read it before bedtime. Come nightfall, he'd know everything and be safe, alone in his own room.
Imagining the haven that awaited him in only a matter of hours, he got brave enough to peek around the corner.
The room held eight beds.
Seven of them were made up, with rich blue spreads stretched tautly from top to bottom. Only one, a lower bunk, was covered just by sheets.
Luke felt as desolate as that bed looked. He knew it was his. And he knew he wouldn't get to be alone in this room.
He probably wouldn't be safe, either, not if any of his seven roommates were anything like Rolly.
He edged his hand into his pocket, his fingers brushing the note from Jen's dad. What if he just pulled it out and read it now, right in front of Rolly?
He didn't dare. The way the last ten minutes had gone, Rolly would probably rip the note to shreds before Luke even had it completely out of his pocket.
And Jen's dad had acted like it was secret. If Ms. Hawkins wasn't supposed to see it, there was no way Rolly could be trusted.
Rolly hit Luke on the shoulder.
"Tag! You're it!" he hollered, and took off running. Panicked, Luke chased after him.
Text copyright © 2001 by Margaret Peterson Haddix
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This book is great. Right when you think things are slowing down and won't pick up again... BOOM! Something big comes out of nowhere and keeps you reading. When you think, I'll just read one more chapter, you really can't. A wonderful sequel to Among the Hidden, and it just keeps you guessing until the end.
"Among the Imposters" is written by Margret Peterson Haddix and published by Aladdin Fiction. This book is AMAZING; once I got going, I couldn't put it down. The story is about a young boy, Luke Garner. He's 12 years old, is a third child and in his society if you're a third born in a family, then you pretty much have no right to live. In this book he gets a fake I.D from his former friend's dad, Mr. Talbot. Mr. Talbot takes Luke to a reform school with his new fake I.D, as the name of Lee Grant. Luke hates the school because he gets picked on and gets tortured by an Evil boy he names, The Jackal Boy. The Jackal and his gang torture Luke. They make him say he's an exany, which means "shadow kid"; which is another name for an illegal third child. This book is about Luke and how he's taken from not seeing anyone to being whisked away to a rich person school. New clothes new name, new life, new food; out of his cozy attic in the woods. No friends, could you imagine? I would recommend this book to everyone of any age because this is one of my favorite books of all time and this is probably one of the best books you will ever read. If you don't like reading, then read this series, it will change your mind about books, Margret Peterson Haddix is an amazing author.
this story is about an illehal third child that is out of the hidding and into the open and he has to go to a private school for boys only while his friend jen is dead and he is having trouble making friends with his roomates and see what happen in AMONG THE IMPOSTERS...
Everytime you pick up this book its like something exciting is happening....i cant put this book down.......this book is the best.
The title of my book is Among the Imposters, and the author of it is Margret Petterson Haddix. Luke Garner is the name of the boy in my story but he has a fake I.D. name Lee Grant. He takes the name of Lee Grant because he or Luke is a third child. If he is found by the population police he will be killed because he is a third child and the government does that because of the lack of supplies. He is sent to this school called Hendrix School for boys. He does not like being there because he is getting picked on by boys and the leader that is picking on him the most is called Jackal boy, he also does not feel like he fits in. So somehow the population police finds out that there is third born children so they come and search the school and they take Jackal boy away. I recommend this book to all readers. The reason I would recommend the book is it is an adventure book and a little of a mystery book also. This book was a page turner because you don't know what is going to happen next and it keeps you on your feet. It was easy to concentrate on the book because there was always action or a problem facing Luke. Some people could also be able to connect to the charter Luke, if you have ever moved to a different school and if you didn't fit in this would be a good book for you.
Among the Imposters was a great science fiction novel written by the award winning author Margaret Peterson Haddix. While I was reading Among the Imposters I really enjoyed reading it because Margaret Peterson Haddix used a lot of sensory details to make me feel like I was in the school with him. The last two chapters weren¿t very good. It was kind of boring because I expected it to be more mysterious or to have more action in it.
Among the imposters takes place in the future at a school called Hendricks School for Boys. Since the book takes place in the future it is illegal to have more than two kids. Thirteen year old Luke Garner is an illegal third child. He tries throughout the population police. When Luke first gets to Hendricks gets to Hendricks he finds a door to the outside. One day he goes outside and tries to plant a garden. The next day he goes out and finds out that someone destroyed his garden. So he stays outside one night to see who wrecked his garden. A group of kids come out and he follows them. When he finds that the kids who wrecked his garden are actually illegal third children, but he doesn¿t know if he should come out and say that he¿s a third child or not.
Margaret Peterson Haddix uses a lot of foreshadowing in her writing. She also has a lot of symbols in her writing. As she writes you get kind of like a mysterious feeling about some of the characters. I think if someone was looking for a good mystery book they should read this novel. But, before they read this book they should read the first book in the series.
I read it and i love it the funny thing is was that my teacher was reading it and my name is luke and someone else in my class is named jason and people were asking me like "why did you do that to jason" it was funny
We read at school and I dont want it to end i cant put it DOWN.
I love this book!!!! I couldn't put it down. I can't wait to read the next book.
U need to read this to learn an important life lesson. This book taught me manny things . U have to read this book it is awsome it should be called among the hidden awsomeness.!! It totaly roks out loud. It is amazing and awsome.
Its a really great book those who love adventers and mysterys you will love this book so make sure to try and read the whole series I really recamend this book yes im reading the whole series read it you will love the book and whole series!
This is a great book. I can't wait to read the rest if the series. This series takes place in the future. It is about a boy name Luke, who is a third child. In these times third children are not aloud. If you were a third child you would be killed by ' the population police.' This series takes you through the adventures of his life. This particular book is the second in the series. To sum it up, it is about how Luke is at the Hendrekson school for boys with a fake identity trying to pass as a normal kid, not a third child.
This book is absolutly amazing im buying it to read AGAIN this is the third time i've read it and there will be more (:
Well, the first books ending was extremely sad with jen and eveything, but, i cant wait to read and buy the seriesm i did among thr hidden for a book report/ and i was NOT expecting the ending! Student
Hi who ever is reading this i just wanted to say that this is such a great book, but to understand it you need to have read the first one. So far i have read the first second and third, there all great. I cant wait to read the rest and comment so i can see how you like it, most likly love it. LOVE THE BOOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Im at the end of Among the Hidden and it was awesome. I want to buy the series.
:) sooo good and addicting!
This book is aboutwhen luke aka lee grant got his fake id and went to private school and in the at the end he caught jason on the phone telling about the population police about the other third childs luke hit him with a hard cover book luke put him in a coma for days the poupalation police but the man said i got the picture to tell u hes lee grant look could not belive it it looked just like him he was saved he was in cacoon then they took jason because he was lieing then he disapered then i bet they killed him
Margeret Peterson Haddix is my favorite author! I read the first book in this series in 5th grade. Now i am in high school and am still loving this series! GREAT BUY IF U HAVE READ THE FIRST BOOK!!!!!!!!
I love margret peterson haddix and this one if the many reasons why
I cant wait to read these books. Im 11 years old and i think this is a perffect book if you like to read. Thrilling and exciting are my favorite types of books and this has both. Please read! :D
LOVE THIS BOOK!!!!
I loved this book. I cant wait until the 3 and 4 books come out on the nook on july 26.
This is one if the best books i have ever read
This book is great!!!!!!