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Invisible

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"'Now that we're alone... wanna tell me how you turn invisible?'

I dropped the books I was holding and my heart dropped into my stomach. I'm sure I turned completely invisible, but I was too afraid to check.

I already screwed up.

I tried to form words, to laugh it off, tell him he was crazy.

But no one had ever confronted me like this, like he was just asking what I had for dinner last night.

'What, like no one's ever caught you? It's happened three times since I met you yesterday.' He pointed out.

'What? I... I don't know what you're talking about...' I trailed off. He rolled his eyes.

'Are you deaf? I just told you I saw you do it 3 times. Plus, you're shady and you have a fake name. If it's such a big secret you should do a better job of hiding it.' He said smugly.

I scratched my forehead nervously. 'Wha... when... wait...'

'When I chased after you after chemistry yesterday, during government when Mr. Berkhart slammed his book, and today when I was grilling you about your name. Parts of your hands disappeared each time. Don't even bother denying it. You're invisible right now!'"All Rights Reserved

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