Summary from Goodreads:
Inconsequential: not important or significant.
Synonyms: insignificant, unimportant, nonessential, irrelevant
In the world of genetic mutation, Gypsy’s talent of knowing a person’s age of death is considered a failure. Her peers, the other Cavies, have powers that range from curdling a blood still in the vein to being able to overhear a conversation taking place three miles away, but when they’re taken from the sanctuary where they grew up and forced into the real world, Gypsy, with her all-but-invisible gift, is the one with the advantage.
The only one who’s safe, if the world finds out what they can do.
When the Cavies are attacked and inoculated with an unidentified virus, that illusion is shattered. Whatever was attached to the virus causes their abilities to change. Grow. In some cases, to escape their control.
Gypsy dreamed of normal high school, normal friends, a normal life, for years. Instead, the Cavies are sucked under a sea of government intrigue, weaponized genetic mutation, and crushing secrets that will reframe everything they’ve ever been told about how their “talents” came to be in the first place.
When they find out one of their own has been appropriated by the government, mistreated and forced to run dangerous missions, their desire for information becomes a pressing need. With only a series of guesses about their origins, the path to the truth becomes quickly littered with friends, enemies, and in the end, the Cavies ability to trust anyone at all.
“You’re early. You said there were two reasons.”
“Oh, right. The rumor mill suggests that you turned down a date with a very attractive, very in-demand CA boy today, and that perhaps the reason is interest in a different very attractive, not-so-in-demand CA boy. As the first person to befriend you in reality, I feel slighted hearing this through the grapevine. What gives?”
“Geez, I guess the movies don’t lie about the speed of rumors in high school.” Chalk one up for Hollywood.
“Stop trying to blame all of your weirdness on growing up a recluse and spill.”
“Jude asked me if I wanted to hang out after the game tonight.” Blood rushes to my cheeks at the memory.
“And you said no why? I mean, he’s like my brother but it’s not like I’m blind, Norah. He’s gorgeous, has a killer body for a seventeen-year-old, and his looks aren’t even the best part about him.”
She doesn’t elaborate but she doesn’t have to. I’ve known him five days and could make a list of at least six things that make Jude attractive, and that’s after he told me he’d been my friend because his dad told him too.
As much as I still want to be angry about that, the truth of his issues at home left me with a sizable soft spot. Jude’s dealing with so much more than he lets people see.
None of which should change my desire to not get involved. Knowing what I know.
“I have plans with my father after the game. We’re going to start some old television show he likes. Or movie. Something.”
“Okay, lame, but whatever. He’s going to ask you again, you know. Are you going to say yes?”
“Who am I supposed to be interested in instead? I mean, according to wherever this information came from in the first place?” I change the subject, well aware that my new friend is too perceptive not to notice, but too confused about my feelings for Jude Greene to discuss it.
“Dane Kim, of course. You guys have been as thick as thieves the last couple of days, and Savannah heard from Jessie Brady, who heard from Annie Simmons, who sits behind you in Lit, that he sounded pretty jealous asking you about Jude.” Maya licks the Nutella off another apple slice. “She also thinks you’re a know-it-all because you answered all of the questions on the pop quiz even though you’ve only been in class a few days, FYI.”