Rewind by Marilyn Kaye

Author:Marilyn Kaye [Kaye, Marilyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-8041-5001-9
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2013-09-25T00:00:00+00:00

If the look in their eyes wasn’t scary enough, the fact that at least half of them were carrying spears definitely was. Amy considered her options. She could probably outrun them, but if their spear-throwing techniques were halfway decent, she’d be dead. Scramble up a tree? No, she’d be stuck there, and even more vulnerable to their attack.

Amy told herself they only looked fierce and threatening because they didn’t know what was lying in wait for them in the bushes. So before they could start throwing their spears, she stood up and revealed herself to them. One look at small-boned thirteen-going-on-fourteen Amy Candler and they lowered their spears.

The three girls her own age immediately started giggling. One of the larger men came forward and spoke. It was amazing how the harsh noises had become comprehensible words to her.

“Who are you? Where do you come from?”

Would speaking the language come as easily to her as understanding it? Sometimes she overestimated her own amazing abilities to learn faster than any normal beings. But not this time. Her mouth moved and her voice formed the guttural sounds.

In their tongue, she said, “I am Amy. I come from …” She hesitated.

The woman with the baby seemed concerned. “Are you lost?”

“Yes,” Amy replied.

Another woman spoke. “You are not one of the others?”

Amy had no idea who the others were, but she got the feeling that the woman didn’t care for them, whoever they were. “No. I am not one of the others.”

“What tribe do you belong to?” another man asked.

“I’m … I’m an American,” she said lamely.

“I do not know this tribe,” the man said. “It must be far from here.”

“Yes,” Amy said. “Very, very far.”

A woman with a kind smile stepped forward. “Then you are tired and hungry. Come sit with us.”

Amy pushed her way through the bushes and entered the clearing. She followed the woman, passing the younger girls, who were staring at her. One of them whispered to the other two, and they all started giggling again. Amy had a feeling they were laughing at her clothes.

How rude, she thought, but she couldn’t blame them. They’d never seen jeans, T-shirts, backpacks … not to mention shoes. Still, their mocking laughter made her blush. If a girl showed up at Parkside wrapped in the skin of some spotted animal, Amy wouldn’t make fun of her. Mainly because she’d think it was the latest look. Except, of course, for the fact that it was totally uncool to wear the skin of an animal.

But one look around the group told her this was definitely not a fur-free society. Wearing fur was considered inhumane where she came from, but here nobody had invented fake fur yet. Or fake anything. She noticed that the coronet in the hair of the woman she sat by was made of real leaves and red berries.

“Pretty,” Amy said, pointing to the coronet, and the woman said, “Thank you.” Behind her, the girls were giggling harder now. Obviously, Amy had just done or said something they thought was stupid.

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